Boom!
Nine strange stone steles suddenly descended from the heavens. They were entirely black, carved with strange runes and wrapped in blood-red chains. Where they landed, the Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire vanished. All sound ceased, and an eerie silence fell.
A bizarre lion appeared atop each stele. Some looked adorable, others Fierce God and Evil Fiend; some crouched or lay down, while others roared or grinned. Eighteen pairs of eyes glinted with terrifying intensity, filled with a space-time in ruins and a shattered firmament.
Daoist Kun Peng felt his body suddenly fall beyond his control, coming to a dead stop in midair, his sharp talons half-open. The Demonic Dragon Dui Cang also gaped fiercely, as if held open by some force, unable to close its jaws.
One of the lions vanished, transforming into a handsome figure. He addressed the two of them: "Have you two fought enough? As a Chaos God Demon, I'm itching for a worthy opponent."
Daoist Kun Peng said, "Primordial Soul Ancestor, what do you mean by this? If you want to fight, then fight!"
Primordial Soul Ancestor said, "I know what Fellow Daoist Kun Peng has in mind. I've come to urge peace. Our opportunity to attain the Dao lies in the Taichu World."
Daoist Kun Peng said, "It's true that our opportunity to attain the Dao lies in that Taichu World, and we know the trials there will be immense. If we each fight on our own, we'll probably end up dead, our souls destroyed."
Primordial Soul Ancestor said, "Do you have a good plan, Fellow Daoist?"
Daoist Kun Peng said, "We must join forces and eliminate the cultivators guarding Pangu's true form. After that, we can settle who's stronger. What do you say?"
Primordial Soul Ancestor said, "This is an opportunity for us