[After witnessing the Twelve Ancestral Witches merge and summon the phantom of Pangu True Body within the water screen, Su Miao suddenly had a wild idea.
She grabbed Tongtian's sleeve and asked a question shocking enough to split stone.
"Master! The twelve of them can merge into Pangu's body. You, Master Father, and Second Master were all formed from Father God's Nascent Soul. Can you also merge into a complete Pangu Nascent Soul?!"
The expression on Tongtian's face instantly froze.
The disciples below the stage were petrified in unison.
The next second, Su Miao rapidly shrank amid a faint glow, turning into a palm-sized Iron-Eating Beast Cub. Tongtian held her in one hand and kneaded her mercilessly.
"Merge? How would we merge?
Twist the three of our Nascent Souls into a braided ball?!"]
"Merge... merge together?! Hahahaha! Little Senior Sister asked whether the Three Pure Ones can merge!"
Bi Xiao laughed so hard she slid off the stone stool, clutching her stomach and gasping for breath.
Zhao Gongming had to brace himself against the stone table to keep from falling, his shoulders shaking like a sieve.
"How did she leap from 'Pangu's phantom' to 'Three Pure Ones merging'?
Her train of thought has more twists than mine.
How did she even think of that?!"
Yun Xiao covered her mouth with one hand while supporting Bi Xiao's back with the other to keep her from sliding onto the ground. Her eyes brimmed with helpless amusement.
This bizarre question also stirred Nezha's curiosity.
Nezha asked Taiyi.
"Master, can the Three Pure Ones really not merge?"
Taiyi had only just managed to stop laughing, but those words made him double over again. He waved his hands repeatedly.
"No! That would be going against the Dao!
Your junior master asked a foolish question!"
Nezha: