After asking A Mang whether she wanted to return to the Primordial World and take a look, A Mang turned back worriedly at the land where she had lived for countless years. "What if I leave, and Master happens to come back...?"
Wu Chu smiled. "That's easy. Go back there and leave a letter for those flower and grass spirits. If your master returns, have the little spirits give him the letter. Tell him you came back to the Primordial World with me for a look, and let him know that Great God Pangu is still alive. Maybe he'll be so happy to hear that he'll return to the Primordial World too!"
Hearing this, A Mang nodded. Slightly excited, she shot into the sky and transformed into a rainbow, speeding toward the land where she had once lived.
Watching A Mang's fiery, impulsive manner, Wu Chu could not help shaking his head with a laugh.
Having stayed far away from other living beings and never encountered deceit or scheming, she remained so innocent despite having lived for countless years. She was not even afraid that I might sell her off.
Wu Chu sat cross-legged in the air, gazing at the blue planet below. Then he pointed downward, and chains of Great Dao laws flew from his fingertips and sank into the earth.
In the blink of an eye, a cluster of stone palaces rose from the ground. Flames then burst forth from beneath the palace complex, swiftly turning into a sea of fire that enveloped it. As the flames tempered it, the stone palaces gradually took on a crystalline, translucent sheen.
By the time A Mang hurried back, the palace complex had already taken shape. Mist rose around it, concealing the palaces perched atop the highest peak.
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