The Ancestral Wu considered Xuan Ming's proposal to summon Pangu's true form, then rejected it.
"Absolutely not! Once Father God's true form is summoned, the force of a casual punch would rival the North Sea Giant Demon's self-destruction. Do we still want Hong Huang to exist?"
"We might be able to escape, but what about our clansmen?"
Unless they faced extinction, they would not use this move.
The Ancestral Wu fell silent once more.
It was not that they were being overly troubled. They simply had no idea what Hong Jun was plotting, nor did they know where to begin.
Liu Mang's gaze swept over every face present.
"So, reincarnation is only a backup plan. The Wu Clan must, like the Demon Race, claim a place in Hong Huang and hold a position of honor."
The Ancestral Wu exchanged glances and nodded, agreeing with Liu Mang.
Finally, Di Jiang spoke. "This method is indeed good. We can advance or retreat as needed. Since everyone agrees, we should next consider where our Wu Clan should establish itself."
"How about the west?"
"The west is definitely out. It's far too barren."
"Then the east. The east is wealthy and rich in spiritual energy."
"Mm, I think the east is good too!"
Listening to the Wu Clan's discussion, Liu Mang did not say much.
With a wave of his hand, a scroll slowly unfurled across the sky, clearly displaying the full landscape of Hong Huang.
Liu Mang had drawn it by hand beyond the Nine Heavens when he returned to Hong Huang from Wa Huang Palace. It resembled a modern map somewhat, though it had neither longitude and latitude lines nor a scale.
What Liu Mang had not expected was that, when the map was completed, Merit had faintly descended upon it, and