"Dutian Divine Fiends-rise!" The voices of the Twelve Ancestral Witches thundered through the Heavenly Dao space in unison.
Twelve Law Deities lit up simultaneously, their twelve rays of light intertwining and merging within the network of laws in the Heavenly Dao space to form an enormous vortex.
At the center of the vortex, a phantom slowly began to emerge.
At first, the phantom was nothing more than a mass of chaos, but it soon came into focus.
It was a giant who stood tall enough to hold up heaven, wielding a massive axe, his entire body radiating the mighty power that had cleaved heaven and earth apart.
His aura was vast, ancient, and boundless, older than the Heavenly Dao itself and more primordial than the heavens and earth of the Primordial World.
The Pangu Phantom-in the depths of the Heavenly Dao space, at the very core of its law rules, Father God's phantom had been summoned.
The instant the Pangu Phantom appeared, the entire Heavenly Dao space shuddered violently.
Beneath Father God's aura, the countless threads of law actually froze for a brief moment.
The stars slowed half a beat in their courses, the rivers paused for an instant in their flow, and even the laws of birth, aging, sickness, and death suffered an almost imperceptible disturbance.
Nothing like this had ever happened since the Heavenly Dao's birth.
To the Heavenly Dao's rules, Pangu's aura was like a source meeting its tributary, like roots meeting leaves.
The Heavenly Dao's rules had diverged from the Great Dao after Father God cleaved heaven and earth apart, so his aura naturally exerted a suppressive force upon the Heavenly Dao.
Under the impact of Father God's aura, Hong Jun's will felt as though an invisible hand had given it a vicious shove.
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