Unable to Break Free

Lin Chuan smiled. "No matter how carefully you plotted, you never expected that Great God Pangu could actually be resurrected at a time like this!"

Of course, Lin Chuan understood perfectly well.

Pangu was dead. Dead meant dead.

Although the Twelve Heavens Divine Fiend Array could combine the Primordial Spirits of the Three Pure Ones and transform them into Pangu's Primordial Spirit for a short time,

that state could not last.

It was only possible for a brief period.

At that moment, the power of Pangu's Primordial Spirit combined with the power of Pangu's body erupted all at once.

Modu could barely withstand it and was forced back again and again. A thin trickle of blood had even appeared at the corner of his mouth!

Yet there was not a trace of fear on Modu's face. On the contrary, his expression clearly showed the excitement of a hunter who had found his prey.

"What tremendous power! Is this what they call Proving Dao with Strength?"

"What a pity. If Pangu had appeared at his full strength, I would have loved to see just how powerful you were at your peak!"

At that moment, a fist suddenly slammed into his shoulder!

It wasn't that Modu hadn't wanted to react. Pangu was simply too fast; Modu couldn't keep up!

His defensive movements were always a beat slower than his opponent's attacks.

Under those circumstances, no matter how he reacted, he couldn't avoid being struck by Pangu's fists!

But Modu wasn't afraid at all!

A flash of blood-red light blossomed across his body.

"Realm of Supreme Gentleness!"

An extraordinarily soft force burst from the surface of his body!

This time, he wasn't injured.

Pangu's power was indeed tremendous, but when it struck Modu, it was like hitting a ball of cotton. No matter