"Roar..." Gonggong roared furiously, smashing both fists into his own head as the green snake in his hands darted into his mind. The Black Dragon beneath his feet coiled upward, roaring as if summoning something.
Sure enough, the instant Ye Qin tried to suppress Gonggong's soul-will, an incomparably powerful aura suddenly erupted from Mount Buzhou, seemingly enveloping the entire world.
A mighty giant appeared in Gonggong's soul space. The moment he appeared, he was like a pillar supporting heaven and earth. Though his form was blurred, the aura he radiated stirred an echoing resonance throughout the Land of Divine Grace.
The giant swung his great hand. An invincible will capable of splitting heaven and earth surged forth, blasting Ye Qin's Free Demon Will out of Gonggong's sea of soul with the force of dead wood swept away by a gale, then building a sturdy defense within Gonggong's soul.
That invincible will followed Ye Qin's soul power and attempted to invade his sea of soul.
"Crack!"
Before Ye Qin could mount a defense, that heaven-splitting will had already invaded his soul.
"What the hell! This is Pangu's Will!" Ye Qin couldn't help swearing. Staring at the illusory giant before him, he was so shocked his jaw dropped.
He had long known that the Twelve Ancestral Witches were extraordinary, and had assumed they could proclaim themselves masters of the Land of Divine Grace solely because of their own strength.
Only now did he understand that the Twelve Ancestral Witches were protected in the Land of Divine Grace by Pangu's remnant will.
Faced with Pangu's Will, any other living being would certainly have been intimidated by Pangu's mighty aura. After all, Pangu was the creator of the Primordial World.
But although Ye Qin revered Pangu, he regarded him only as a sage of