Seeing the Witch Clan Warriors treating life and death as trivial matters, willingly marching to their deaths for the mistakes Pangu had made, Wu Chu truly wanted to ask the Pangu beside him: These are the sins you created! What do you think of it now?
But when he saw Pangu, whose expression had never changed, faintly furrow his brow, Wu Chu swallowed those words back down.
The same old saying applied: if he understood, there was no need to say more.
If he did not understand, saying more would be useless.
In the end, they left the small city.
Before long, Wu Chu brought Pangu to the vicinity of Mount Buzhou.
Sure enough, when they arrived, Dijiang, the other Ancestral Witches, and numerous Great Witches were all there. Yi and Kua were among them.
The essence blood in their bodies had nearly been drained away, leaving them looking weak and frail.
When Yi and Kua saw Wu Chu and the others appear, they smiled at him and came over.
Dijiang nodded to Wu Chu and the others. Then his figure flickered, and he directly manifested his true Dharma form—a gigantic figure soaring into the heavens, standing between heaven and earth.
The next moment, that enormous figure transformed directly into the shape of Mount Buzhou and crashed down onto the ground. The entire Primordial World trembled faintly, frightening countless bewildered beings into pounding heartbeats, fearing that the previous catastrophe would strike again.
Dijiang intended to replace Pangu's former spine with himself, becoming Mount Buzhou to stabilize the heavens and earth of the Primordial World.
With Mount Buzhou gone, the Primordial World had fallen out of balance: the heavens tilted toward the northwest, while the earth lay incomplete in the southeast. Combined with the extraction of the earth veins' power, if