"What was Heavenly Lord of the Primordial Treasure up to, leaving in such a hurry?"
Gonggong had barely had his fill of the fight. Hundreds of enormous water spheres still hovered around him, ready to unleash an attack at any moment.
Seeing that Heavenly Lord of the Primordial Treasure had already fled, he lowered his hands, and all the water spheres crashed into the North Sea.
As they fell, they raised thousand-zhang waves, sending countless aquatic creatures flying.
A colossal prehistoric sea whale, ten thousand zhang long, leaped from the water and let out a roar. But when it saw that Gonggong was responsible, it burrowed into a sea trench, filled with apprehension.
Gonggong ignored it. He was still wondering why Heavenly Lord of the Primordial Treasure had suddenly left when their fight wasn't even over.
It was all so abrupt!
"Heh, brother, it seems we defeated Heavenly Lord of the Primordial Treasure today. The two of us were enough to beat him. If the Twelve Ancestral Witches joined forces, we'd be absolutely stronger than the Sanqing!" Gonggong said triumphantly. "The Sanqing go around telling everyone they're Pangu's orthodox heirs. What a load of crap!"
"They're merely transformed from a fragment of Father God's primordial spirit. We, who inherited Father God's body and laws, are the true orthodox heirs of Pangu!"
Zhujiuyin chimed in, "You're right, big brother Gonggong. The Sanqing only want to bask in the glory of our Father God Pangu. They should take a look at themselves and ask whether they're even worthy!"
"Hmph. Let him flee in defeat, then. Once we've conquered the Primordial World, we'll have a proper talk with the Sanqing and see who the true orthodox heirs of Pangu are!" Gonggong clenched his fist.
"Exactly! Big brother Dijiang said the same thing. We