At Shichen's words, Pangu's eyes lit up, and he broke into a broad grin.
"Shichen, sit this one out! If you step in, it'll be over in a few moves. Where's the fun in that?"
He hoisted the Pangu Axe onto his shoulder and thumped his chest.
"Leave this one to the rest of us Demon Gods! This battle might be just what I need to break through to Chaos Realm, Sixth Heaven in one fell swoop!"
Seeing how eager he was, Shichen smiled and nodded.
"All right. I'll stand by and cover you."
Pangu grinned even wider.
"Heh! It's a deal, then! Don't let your hands get itchy and jump in halfway through!"
Shichen did not answer. He merely smiled and shook his head.
His gaze swept slowly across the Cosmic Sea.
The Primordial World had already been battered into ruin.
Blood had dyed the waters of the four seas dark red. Waves struck the shores, washing up severed limbs.
On Mount Sumeru, the Buddhist radiance had dimmed. Jie Yin and Zhun Ti had long since led their surviving disciples into a rift in space, leaving only ruins behind.
"Die, Dragon Clan scum!"
A grief-stricken roar rang through the sky.
A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal of the Interception Sect, drenched in blood, fought an Azure Dragon with sword in hand.
"A mere Primordial Unity Golden Immortal dares speak so boldly? Die!"
Contempt flashed in the Azure Dragon's eyes. She opened her mouth and fired a beam of divine light straight through his chest.
"I am a third-generation outer disciple of the Interception Sect! I have not disgraced its name! Seize heaven's fortune and carve out the Dao! May Lord Tongtian's glory endure for all eternity!"
The man looked down at the hole in his chest. With the last of