Then the Pangu True Body Phantom, which had once brought nightmares to billions of the Demon Race, manifested outright.
Within the Thirty-Three Heavens, the faces of Taishang Laozi, Primordial Heavenly Venerable, Cult Leader Tongtian, Zhunti, Jieyin, and the other Saints darkened slightly at the sight.
They had already attained the saint dao fruit and wielded the Dao on Heaven's behalf. They were destined to stand above the countless trillions of living beings in the Primordial World and govern their fates.
Under such circumstances, these Saints naturally had no welcome to spare for anything related to Pan Gu.
The Primordial World had enough with Saints like them. It did not need Pan Gu to appear again!
Together, the Six Saints could defeat the Pangu True Body Phantom summoned by these Ancestral Witches.
But no one could guarantee that, during the battle, those Ancestral Witches would not fix their sights on a single Saint and relentlessly attack him.
If that happened...
The Saint they targeted would suffer the greatest loss.
And so, even now, despite seeing Di Jun fall into a disadvantage as he faced the Pangu True Body Phantom head-on...
These six Heavenly Dao Saints still sat steady on their fishing platforms, with no intention of intervening.
At the same time.
Inside the Five Villages Temple, a smile quietly appeared on Zhen Yuanzi's face as he watched what was happening on Mount Buzhou.
Then Zhen Yuanzi walked over to the memorial tablet he had erected for Red Cloud and poured a cup of wine.
At that moment, Zhen Yuanzi made up his mind to visit the Witch Clan and see whether he could become friends with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
In Western Kunlun, the Queen Mother of the West shook her head and sighed at the sight.
"Even if Di Jun