Pan Xuan had not been idle either.
He returned to the front of Pangu Hall and summoned the Creation Cauldron out of the hall beside the Blood Pool.
The great blue-black cauldron landed before him. The ancient runes on its body flickered faintly in the sunlight, giving off an aura of Returning to the Origin.
He laid out the supreme spiritual materials he had gathered over the years before the cauldron, one by one.
Starfall iron, Taiyi refined gold, Nine Heavens profound copper, innate divine wood, the Five-Colored Divine Stone, phoenix nirvana crystal, qilin auspicious jade, and a true dragon reverse scale.
Every material was a supreme treasure that could only be encountered by chance in the Primordial World. Outside, any cultivator would fight until their heads split to seize one.
But now, in Pan Xuan's hands, they had only one purpose.
To forge ritual vessels for Pangu's funeral.
He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and focused, bringing himself to peak condition.
The Righteous Vitality Formula circulated slowly within him, and the Merit Profound Yellow Dharma Aspect manifested behind him.
Golden merit light intertwined with Xuanhuang qi to form a vast scroll.
The Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Law Deity circled above his head, his purple-gold dragon eyes fixed on the Creation Cauldron.
It was as though he were judging whether the ritual vessels about to be born would be worthy of Father God's dignity.
After a long while, Pan Xuan opened his eyes, and a mote of Vast Righteous Qi fell from his fingertip into the Creation Cauldron.
The runes on the cauldron suddenly blazed, and its blue-black body gradually became translucent.
The space of chaos condensed from the power of creation within the cauldron became faintly visible.
He placed the starfall iron into the cauldron first.
The instant the iron