Seeing how delighted the three of them were, Chang Yu couldn't help curling his lips and felt compelled to strike a blow against them.
"In my view, you three have been overthinking things from the very beginning. Even if Great God Pangu hadn't returned after Attaining Dao, he still wouldn't take a liking to three scraps like you!"
"Scraps?" The Sanqing looked somewhat bewildered. Yuanshi's expression turned displeased. "Dao Venerate, what do you mean by that?"
Styx let out a light laugh. Instead of answering, he asked, "With your current cultivation, what would happen to your strength if you split your Nascent Souls into three?"
That question was like enlightenment to the Sanqing, their minds roaring with clarity. Only after quite some time did Tongtian stammer out a question. "Dao... Dao Venerate, you mean..."
Styx nodded. "We cultivators, once we reach a certain level, can overturn rivers and seas with a mere fragment of our Nascent Soul, and crush the eternal Space-Time with a single drop of essence blood!"
"What kind of figure was Father God Pangu? With one man and one axe, he swept away all the Chaos Demon Gods and even opened up this boundless Great Wilderness!"
"It can be said that Father God had already reached the pinnacle of all cultivators and was about to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Great Dao!"
"That is to say, when he supported Heaven and Earth, he became utterly exhausted, and his physical strength was severely depleted."
"That was why the Ancestral Witches formed from Father God's essence blood had to gestate in the Blood Pool for endless years before they could successfully emerge into the world."
"But the Nascent Soul is different from essence blood. Losing essence blood would at most make one somewhat weak, but splitting one's Nascent