Deep within the Heavenly Dao Space, Hong Jun sat cross-legged amid the purple-gold light of its core, his face expressionless.
Pangu's Fleshly Body Phantom, formed from the Law Deities of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
And Pangu's Primordial Spirit Phantom, formed from the Law Deities of the Three Pure Ones.
Stood side by side in the Heavenly Dao Space, their two powers of the same origin intermingling to form a complete Pangu True Body.
That towering phantom loosely curled his right hand, the outline of the Pangu Axe flickering in his palm.
Although he lacked the actual Pangu Axe, that tremendous power to cleave heaven and earth was already enough to shake the entire Heavenly Dao Space.
Hong Jun could clearly feel his control over the Heavenly Dao being compressed inch by inch.
Those threads of law that had already been brought within the reach of his will.
Broke free of the purple-gold light one after another under the impact of the Pangu True Body's aura, like spiderwebs swept by a gale, returning to the workings of the Heavenly Dao itself.
He had no choice but to draw back his power and concentrate his will in the core region, using the Fragment of the Jade Plate of Creation as a barrier to barely withstand the Pangu True Body's pressure.
The Light of Chaos from Pangu's Fleshly Body Phantom intertwined with the Light of Wisdom from Pangu's Primordial Spirit Phantom, creating an immense pressure he had never felt before.
This was the complete Pangu's Power. Though merely a phantom, he contained the very foundation of the Primordial World's existence.
Before this power, Hong Jun's will was like a lone boat on a raging sea. Though it had yet to capsize, it was already teetering on the brink.
What Hong Jun found even