Wang Shi frowned as he watched Pangu's true spirit fade away little by little.
Being able to speak with Pangu—what an exhilarating experience that was.
But Wang Shi understood perfectly well that, compared with Pangu, he was truly nothing.
Pangu, who had created the Primordial World, was stronger than he had ever imagined.
And this world was more complicated than he had imagined, too. At least, judging by what had been revealed so far, the calamity that befell Great God Pangu had not been an accident, but an inevitability of some kind.
Why had it been inevitable?
Clearly, this world still concealed things he could not understand.
After completing his transformation into human form.
Wang Shi's cultivation had become even more deeply concealed. Now, he looked just like an ordinary person.
And by now, Buzhou Mountain had vanished completely.
As Wang Shi pondered, he heard voices rise behind him.
"Congratulations on completing your transformation, Fellow Daoist Stone Spirit."
"Your successful transformation is truly cause for celebration, Fellow Daoist Stone Spirit!"
"How many years did it take for you to finally transform? Buzhou Mountain really was extraordinary."
Several Saints gathered around him, all looking at Wang Shi with curiosity and interest.
Wang Shi cupped his hands.
"Thank you all for standing guard over me."
He was quite satisfied with this transformation. Not only had he taken human form, but he had also learned a great deal of intriguing information.
The Primordial World was more complicated than he had imagined.
The Saints remained silent, a hint of inner struggle appearing on their faces.
Seeing their conflicted expressions, Wang Shi felt rather helpless.
"Heh, if there's anything you wish to ask, go ahead. As long as it's something I can discuss, I'll tell you everything I know."
Nuwa spoke up impatiently. Of everyone