At Daochen's words, silence instantly fell over all of Mount Buzhou.
What was bound to come would come in the end.
Daochen beckoned, and a token wreathed in dense killing intent appeared in his hand.
It was none other than the Pangu Ancient Token Dijiang had given him!
"Please!"
At the sight of the token, Dijiang stepped aside without the slightest hesitation, clearing the entrance to Pangu Hall.
Their battle with Daochen had now come to an end.
Since they were no match for Daochen, they naturally had to cultivate good relations with him.
Dijiang understood that much.
"Thank you for your trouble."
Daochen nodded slightly, then walked toward the towering ancient hall wreathed in endless killing intent.
Pangu Hall could be called the most mysterious place in the entire Primordial World. Apart from the Twelve Ancestral Witches, very few could enter it, let alone someone of the Demon Race like Daochen.
The moment he stepped inside, Daochen felt as though he had entered another world.
The great hall towered in rugged grandeur. Rows of pillars so thick that dozens of people would have to join hands to encircle each one stood within Pangu Hall, while endless killing intent surged in from every direction, almost tangible.
Without any deliberate guidance, it poured into Daochen's body through his limbs and bones.
At the center of the hall stood an immensely towering statue, its entire body shrouded in thick killing intent. Yet a closer look revealed that it depicted none other than Pangu.
Compared with the towering statue of Pangu at the foot of Mount Buzhou, this one was much smaller, yet it brimmed with an inexplicable divine presence.
It was as though Pangu himself truly stood before him.
Brilliant golden light enveloped the statue. At that moment, Daochen felt as though