"Why were you in such a hurry to revive, Senior?"
Wu Chu was curious, but he also wanted to find an opening.
He could not possibly start by telling the other party what he should and should not do.
That was the biggest taboo when persuading someone. One had to start from the other party's perspective, then guide them slowly, allowing them to develop empathy without realizing it. Only then could there be a chance of success.
Otherwise, it would only backfire.
In truth, Wu Chu had previously suspected that Great God Pangu was still alive, but he had never imagined he would be alive in this manner.
He had even less expected that Pangu's revival would actually be because of him.
Had he inadvertently discovered Pangu's existence and frightened him, forcing him to use such a violent method to revive quickly?
At this moment, Great God Pangu was also full of pent-up frustration. He discovered that even after reviving, he no longer seemed to be the supreme existence in this world.
Or rather, this world had already produced beings capable of standing on equal footing with him.
For example, the fellow before him.
"What do you want?"
Pangu's phantom opened his eyes. Those eyes formed from Dao laws stared at him coldly, seemingly intending to use that fierce gaze to make the fellow before him get lost quickly.
Wu Chu was somewhat stunned by the question. Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?
"What do I want? Nothing! Senior is the being who created the Primordial World. Countless living beings across the Primordial Land revere you as their Father God, especially the Witch Clan..."
Wu Chu spoke at length, recounting in full to this great being the development of the Primordial Land over countless ages.
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