The Battle of Zhuolu

Without lingering for long, everyone saw that Zhong Yu's injuries had stabilized considerably, so they took him and headed toward the Pangu Continent.

Along the way, everyone wore solemn expressions and remained silent.

With Pangu Pass breached, those void beasts could plunge straight into the Pangu Continent without the slightest restraint.

By now, they might already have invaded the Pangu Continent.

To those void beasts, every living thing on the Pangu Continent—whether flowers, grass, trees, or peak cultivators—was a rare tonic.

"The apocalypse is clearly about to descend, yet these void beasts still refuse to behave and have begun making trouble. Damn them!"

One of the Twelve Human Immortals cursed under his breath.

The speaker had meant nothing by it, but the listeners took it to heart.

Xuan Xiao and Daoist Yun Zhong exchanged a glance, seemingly thinking of something.

Could the apocalypse and the rampage of the void beasts be connected somehow?

Had these void beasts also sensed everything that was about to come, and thus begun to go mad?

Or perhaps...

For some reason, Daoist Yun Zhong suddenly remembered the spherical monsters he had fought alongside the people of the Green Demon World.

Just then, his brows suddenly furrowed.

The others sensed that something was wrong at almost the same moment.

A strange power fluctuation passed through the white cloud.

"This is... that brat Chi You's..."

Daoist Yun Zhong muttered, then abruptly pressed a finger against the cloud below.

In an instant, the cloud's speed surged.

After a dozen or so breaths, Daoist Yun Zhong suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"

The next moment, a formidable power fluctuation came crashing in with brutal force, scattering the cloud outright.

A dozen or so streaks of light flew in all directions and stopped in the void.

Once everyone steadied themselves and looked