There were only eternal interests, never eternal friends. Even Saints were no exception.
After all, there was only a single wisp of Pangu remnant soul. It was immensely important to each of them, and all of them were determined to obtain it.
But what was coming would come. Almost simultaneously, they pushed their speed to the limit and hurtled straight toward the underground palace.
The instant the underground palace doors opened, everyone was stunned by a dense power law and fighting spirit that soared into the heavens.
"How dare you! Who dares disturb my cultivation grounds, the domain of Pan Gu!"
The three Saints' good corpses were dumbfounded.
Pan Gu's cultivation grounds? Weren't they inside the Demon Emperor Hall? Could the Demon Emperor Hall hold some unknown secret?
The three exchanged glances. Though they appeared relatively calm, towering waves had already surged through their hearts.
They knew a wisp of Pan Gu's remnant soul was hidden in the Demon Emperor Hall, but that did not mean that wisp possessed consciousness.
Pan Gu's consciousness had long since been destroyed when he attempted Proving the Dao Through Strength. All that remained was energy of the utmost purity.
Yet an incomparably vast phantom stood before them inside the underground palace. They could sense an immense power law and boundless pressure radiating from him, but his face was shrouded in mist, impossible to make out.
Though they had no idea what was really going on, they chose to proceed cautiously.
"We did not know that Great God Pangu was cultivating here again. We meant no offense."
Grand Supreme Elder Lord and Yuqingzi had themselves been formed from Pan Gu's primordial spirit. Though they did not know what to make of the Pan Gu before them, they could not help feeling a head shorter in