Pangu Hall Shocks All Gods, Three Pure Ones Regret and Wish to Smash Mountains

"Is... is this Pangu Hall?"

At this moment, the eyes of all the great powers watching the area outside the Ancestral Land of the Witch Race nearly popped out of their sockets.

It was simply absurd!

After all, no one had ever imagined that the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race still held such a trump card, and by the looks of it, this trump card seemed no less formidable than the Twelve Capital Divine Gods and Demons Formation.

If Hongjun had not been unable to hear the inner thoughts of these many great powers, he would likely have been cursing out loud by now.

Of course, although he was not cursing aloud at this moment, his eyes were filled with surprise, shock, and extreme jealousy.

"It can't be wrong, it absolutely cannot be wrong. This is definitely a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, it definitely is!"

At this moment, Hongjun could barely contain himself.

One must know that even the fragments of the Jade Plate of Creation in his possession did not transcend the category of an Innate Supreme Treasure.

Thinking about it, it made sense; the Pangu Axe had split into three, and even after obtaining the Merit of Opening the Heavens, it was still only an Innate Supreme Treasure. Although the Jade Plate of Creation was the supreme treasure for comprehending the laws under the Great Dao, it had, after all, been shattered.

Moreover, unlike the Chaos Bell, the Taiji Diagram, and the Pangu Banner, which were as complete as possible after the Pangu Axe divided, the fate of the Jade Plate of Creation was total fragmentation, having transformed into countless spiritual treasures and objects.

Of course, after experiencing both the Primordial and Ancient eras, Hongjun had managed to piece together a significant portion of the Jade of Creation, which could be considered a meager restoration of a tiny, tiny fraction of this Chaos Supreme Treasure's power.

Yet even so, the Jade Plate of Creation remained merely an Innate Supreme Treasure.

Even that was only achieved after Hongjun attained sainthood, relying on the power of the Heavenly Dao, the Qiankun Cauldron, and a vast amount of his own merit to re-forge and fuse it.

The Jade of Creation possessed no other merits; its sole function was to assist the user in comprehending and controlling the laws of the Heavenly Dao more conveniently and rapidly.

But now, Hongjun was certain that Pangu Hall was a Chaos Spiritual Treasure that exceeded the limits of an Innate Supreme Treasure—one that would incite countless Hunyuan-realm experts, or even Chaos-realm experts, to fight over it even if it were placed in the Chaos world.

"No mistake, there is absolutely no mistake. I once sensed this from those Chaos Demon Gods back then. This is definitely the aura of a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, it cannot be wrong!"

Hongjun roared in a low voice.

A Chaos Spiritual Treasure.

It could be said that if he, Hongjun, possessed a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, he would have the means to break free from the Primordial Heavenly Dao. Instead of being a puppet who could only strive to prove the Heavenly Dao realm—and even then, remain constrained by the Primordial Heavenly Dao—he could strive to prove the Chaos realm and become a transcendent existence, a Chaos Demon God.

Among all living beings, who would be willing to be controlled by others?

And this unwillingness became more pronounced the higher the cultivation of the being.

Yet, in the next second, Hongjun ruthlessly suppressed the agitation in his heart.

Just kidding, this was Pangu Hall.

In fact, long ago, he had already sensed the extraordinary nature of Pangu Hall.

Did one think Hongjun had not tried to deduce the fate of the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race before? The reason he could not deduce it was precisely because Pangu Hall had obscured the heavenly secrets regarding the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race.

At the time, Hongjun had not been without thoughts of shattering Pangu Hall.

But when he sensed that Pangu Hall might be connected to the will of Pangu in the upper reaches of the River of Time, he immediately shrank back.

Given Pangu's realm, one should not be fooled by the fact that he seemed dead; if he sensed from the upper reaches of time that someone was acting against him or his descendants in the lower reaches, one could guess whether he would swing an axe down the River of Time.

That would be an axe swung personally by Pangu wielding the Pangu Axe.

Let alone him, Hongjun, even the Heavenly Dao would perish upon contact.

At this moment, Hongjun was truly red-eyed and jealous to the extreme.

"The Orthodox Pangu Lineage, indeed worthy of being the Orthodox Pangu Lineage. This legacy of Pangu is so bountiful that even Chaos Demon Gods would be jealous!"

"It is just a pity that I cannot move it, I cannot move it at all!"

Hongjun sighed, then subconsciously looked toward the Three Pure Ones.

Since the Ancestral Witches were formed from Pangu's essence and blood and possessed this Pangu Hall, then the Three Pure Ones should also have a Chaos Spiritual Treasure similar to it, right?

As a result, upon looking, Hongjun nearly laughed out loud.

There was no helping it; when one is injured, one feels very sad and distressed.

But if one sees that others are also injured—especially those who should have gained great benefits from the situation but instead lost just as heavily as oneself—even if one's mood does not become excellent, it will certainly feel much more balanced.

And so, Hongjun felt balanced now.

Although he, the old Daoist, could not obtain a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, if he saw that the Three Pure Ones should have had one but had it dismantled by these three prodigal sons, he could not help but laugh out loud.

"Hahaha..."

At this moment, a booming laughter echoed through the Purple Heaven Palace.

The laughter was so loud that even Haotian and Yaochi, who were watering the Flat Peach Tree in the back hall of the Purple Heaven Palace, heard it.

"Haotian, what do you think the Old Ancestor is laughing about? Ever since I was born, I have never seen the Old Ancestor laugh so heartily."

"Yaochi, why are you so gossipy... Hmm, what is gossip? Never mind, it's not important. What's important is that our main task right now is to water the Flat Peach Tree."

"Mm, I'll listen to you, Haotian!"

"Good!"

This scene in the backyard naturally could not escape Hongjun's perception.

Seeing the dialogue between the two little ones, Hongjun could not help but smile again.

"They are still just two children!"

Over here, at this very moment, the Three Pure Ones' faces were a complex mix of livid and flushed.

Because they had already realized what an absurdly foolish thing they had done.

Red lotus, white lotus root, green lotus leaf; the Three Pure Ones were originally one family, right?

So, what was the price?

Well, this 24th-Grade Creation Green Lotus, ranked as a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, was that price.

Thinking of this, the Three Pure Ones even had the urge to go and bash their heads against Mount Buzhou.

The loss was massive.

This was a Chaos Spiritual Treasure—a treasure that might even possess power greater than Pangu Hall—and yet, they had dismantled it themselves.

They could even imagine that if Pangu were to learn of this, he would likely be angered back to life.

Of course, there were real-world examples of this, such as the affairs between the Furry Bear and Big Mao and Second Mao, right?

More importantly, from this day forward, the vast majority of the great powers in the Primordial World would know about this.

This was no longer just an internal matter for the Three Pure Ones; they had now become synonymous with being the "prodigal sons" of the Primordial World.

The moment the Three Pure Ones imagined leaving Kunlun Mountain and seeing those great powers—whom they had never held in high regard—wearing those strange expressions, filled with a mix of schadenfreude and the struggle to suppress their laughter, they felt as if their hearts were being clawed at by a hundred talons.

For the Three Pure Ones, who valued their reputation more than the heavens themselves, this was even more agonizing than being killed.

"How embarrassing!"

After a long while, the Three Pure Ones sighed in unison.