Just then, Daochen pieced his body back together.
Some power gradually restored his body, returning it to its original state.
Daochen looked at Hongjun. "See? Alive and well, full of energy. He simply can't die."
No wonder the Devil Ancestor had said he could trap them in history.
As long as they appeared, they would inevitably change history. Without knowing the truth, they would never understand all the twists and turns involved, much less recognize the difference.
They would never escape from history.
And as time passed...
Sooner or later, the Five Declines of Heaven and Man would descend, and they would naturally die within history.
The Destruction God-Demon touched his body, his face full of astonishment.
"What's going on? Why didn't I die? I don't remember cultivating an undying body!"
He simply couldn't understand why this had happened to him.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun was aghast, not only at Daochen's deductions, but also at the strength Daochen now possessed.
He needed only one move to kill the Destruction God-Demon.
Even if it had been a sneak attack.
Had the Destruction God-Demon truly been completely unprepared?
Not at all.
He had been on guard. He simply couldn't withstand it or fight back.
How terrifying Pangu was.
Daochen gathered all the Chaos Demon Gods together.
"There's something I must make clear to you. Do you think you're truly living beings?"
The Chaos Demon Gods all nodded. "Of course we are. We're all alive and well, so naturally we're living beings."
Daochen shook his head.
"You're wrong. You aren't living beings at all. You're merely remnants within history."
"Only the four of us are truly alive."
"Through certain accidents, we stumbled into this stretch of the Primordial World's history."
"But you exist only within this stretch of history. Apart from it, you will