Within the eternal darkness, the sun and moon were colorless, and heaven and earth were disconnected.
A figure appeared between heaven and earth, his chest bare, beast hide wrapped around his waist. His knotted, muscular body towered untold billions of feet high!
The aura of laws wreathed his body, and an illusory Nine-Colored Divine Lotus manifested behind him, entwined with the laws of the great Dao of Strength.
His strong, sturdy hands slowly rose as he stood where Mount Buzhou had once been.
His feet planted on the earth, his hands held up the blue heavens. Even as the waters of the Heavenly River poured down, those powerful arms did not waver in the slightest.
With the appearance of this figure, the tottering Nine Heavens gradually steadied, and the terrifying pressure weighing on Nüwa and the others like Mount Tai bearing down upon them abruptly vanished.
"Great God Pangu!"
"That is Great God Pangu!"
"We knew Great God Pangu would never abandon us!"
At the sight of Pangu's figure, the eyes of the countless beings of the Primordial World, who had already sunk into despair, blazed with renewed life.
Pangu was heaven!
Pangu was earth!
Even Hongjun's standing in the hearts of the Primordial World's countless beings could not remotely compare to Pangu's.
Boom!
Pangu's sturdy body abruptly shuddered. The firmament, which had nearly stabilized, shook violently and began tottering once more.
But the instant the firmament began to sway...
Two broad hands rose once again, holding up the heavens and giving his last ounce of strength for the Primordial World, for all its living beings!
The firmament was boundless, weighing untold billions of tons. Even the combined strength of Nüwa, the entire Heavenly Court, and the countless mighty beings of the Witch Clan had been unable to sustain it.