Just as the countless lives of the Primordial Wilderness were trembling with fear,
at the center of the battlefield on Buzhou Mountain,
the hundred-thousand-zhang-tall Pangu Avatar was already tottering after taking a combined strike from Dijun and Nuwa.
The light enveloping its body had dimmed considerably, and its Dao Patterns had cracked. It looked as though it might completely collapse at any moment.
Just then, a sudden change occurred.
Boom!
A tremendous force of the purest kind surged through the invisible, ignoring all barriers of space and time as it poured straight into the Pangu Avatar.
This force was ancient and vast, as though it had come from the endless Chaos.
As it entered the avatar, the Pangu Avatar—which had been on the verge of shattering—solidified once more. The dim light around its body suddenly flared, shining with dazzling brilliance!
At that moment, the other beings were still immersed in the shock of the Heavenly River flooding the world. They had no time to notice the change in the Pangu Avatar.
Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who controlled the formation, were momentarily stunned, unsure what had happened.
In Fengdu City, in the Nether Underworld,
"Oh?"
Qin Mu was slightly taken aback when he saw this. He wondered to himself:
Did he secretly intervene?
Then he raised his head slightly and glanced toward the Chaos beyond the heavens.
Earlier, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had visited him in the Underworld and asked him to give the divine bow and arrows to Da Yi of the Witch Clan.
Besides that, Hongjun had also told Qin Mu not to interfere in the Witch-Demon War.
At the time, Qin Mu had found it strange.
If he didn't step in to help the Witch Clan, what could they possibly use to hold back the Demon Race?
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