Chiyou did not hesitate for long before readily handing the iron-eating beast over to Lin Tian.
After all, Lin Tian, who had become Ancestral Witch Houtu's man despite being a postnatal human, had always been an idol to the vast majority of the Witch Clan, as well as humans and those of mixed Human-Witch blood.
He was too powerful!
Meanwhile.
The four Saints, including Taishang and Yuanshi, who had received Dao Ancestor Hongjun's summons, once again arrived outside the Purple Heaven Palace in Chaos.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun, seated within the Purple Heaven Palace, no longer looked utterly ordinary, like a clay statue or wooden carving.
Boundless Dao resonance now permeated his entire body, while visions of earth, water, wind, and fire, and the formation, endurance, decay, and destruction of Great Thousand Worlds appeared behind him.
In a mere instant, countless Small Thousand Worlds were born, and countless Small Thousand Worlds fell to ruin.
It was as though life and death had taken Dao Ancestor Hongjun as their anchor, forming an endlessly revolving boundary.
Yet the expression on Dao Ancestor Hongjun's face was half indifference and half fury.
In truth, Hongjun had already awakened from his contest with the Heavenly Dao when the Pangu True Body Phantom summoned the phantom Pan Gu Axe.
His gaze had immediately been drawn to the Pan Gu Axe.
There was no other reason.
The power of Pan Gu's World-Opening Divine Axe, a Chaos Supreme Treasure, was simply too immense.
Back then, Great God Pangu had carried that axe in one hand and slaughtered his way straight through the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, even hacking Chaos itself apart.
Whenever Dao Ancestor Hongjun recalled those terrifying scenes he had witnessed with his own eyes, he could not help feeling a chill of fear.
And now, upon