Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Chapter 83 Pangu Phantom
In the western land, on top of Lingshan Mountain, Zhunti stared at the phantom with his eyes wide open. The name Pangu was on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't say it out loud. He couldn't and didn't dare to call the great god Pangu by his name at this moment.

Jie Yin, who was sitting on the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit, seemed calm, but one could see shock in his eyes.

After a long while, Jie Yin suppressed his inner shock and revealed a mysterious smile: "Junior brother, I think the ones who will have a headache now are probably those three fellow Taoists."

Upon hearing this, Zhunti was stunned at first, then seemed to remember something and looked towards the direction of Kunlun Mountain in the east.

Yes, now that the Twelve Ancestral Witches have summoned the phantom of the great god Pangu to appear in the world, the ones who should be most worried are the Three Pure Ones.

The Three Pure Ones were transformed from the spirit of the great god Pangu, and have always claimed to be the authentic Pangu. But now the Wu clan has summoned the phantom of Pangu. How should the Three Pure Ones deal with this?

And the most important thing is, if this phantom has some Pangu consciousness, what will happen to the Three Pure Ones?
At this time in Kunlun Mountain, even the quiet and inactive Lao Tzu could hardly maintain his calm expression, and his face was full of shock.

Such an inappropriate expression rarely appears on my face.

From this we can see that Laozi was also extremely surprised by the appearance of the phantom of the great god Pangu.

Laozi is like this, let alone Yuanshi and Tongtian.

"Brother, is that the Father God?" Tongtian asked in shock.

"Yes and no!" Laozi replied after a long silence.

"Brother, we."

Laozi shook his head, slowly closed his eyes, and recited Huangting quietly.

Yuanshi and Tongtian were not as calm as Laozi. They flew out of the Sanqing Temple at the same time, flew to the top of Kunlun Mountain, and looked towards the foot of Buzhou Mountain from afar.

In the Queen Wa Palace, Nuwa was also stunned when she saw the shadow of the great god Pangu. She once asked Bai Jing if the witch clan had any backup plan?

Bai Jing just said: "You will know by then, I just hope you won't be too surprised."

Nuwa smiled bitterly and said, "Daoist Fellow Bai Jing, who among the prehistoric creatures would not be surprised to see Him?"

After saying this, Nuwa bowed towards the foot of Mount Buzhou.

Also performing the ceremony were Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun from Wuzhuang Temple.

Especially Hong Yun, part of his body is the heart blood of the great god Pangu. If there was no great god Pangu, he would not have been able to transform.

Turning our gaze back to the Lich Battlefield, the shadow of the great god Pangu has gradually solidified, revealing the original appearance of the great god Pangu!
There was no terrifying aura around the phantom, but no matter who looked at it, they could sense the majestic pressure from it, as if the phantom was already far superior to the entire ancient world just by standing there.

This is the great god Pangu, the supreme creator god of the prehistoric world. Even though he is just a phantom standing there, all the creatures in the prehistoric world can't help but bow down in worship.

Many of the powerful demons who had been so confident just now had lost their fighting spirit the moment they saw the shadow of the great god Pangu. Even some of the great demons in the Daluo realm began to tremble all over.

Not everyone has the courage to confront Pangu, the great god who created the world and has been passed down since ancient times in the ancient world.

At this time on the Sun Star, Di Jun's face was full of unwillingness. Even he did not have the slightest confidence that he could defeat the great god Pangu, even though that was just a phantom.

But the current situation does not allow him to retreat. Fortunately, the Zhoutian Xingdou formation has been completed. Even if some of the demons lose their fighting spirit, it will not affect the operation of the formation. Di Jun gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Don't panic! It's just an illusion. The Wu clan must have used some means to disguise it. They want to scare us away. All the demons, follow me to kill!"

Upon hearing this, Fuxi forced himself to calm down and activated the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation.

A strong light suddenly burst out from the 365 stars, and the light gathered to form an unparalleled powerful formation. Countless terrifying energies flowed through it and finally all fell into the Sun Star.

"Hahahaha!" Di Jun felt the power he had never experienced before in his body. He was full of confidence again and couldn't help but laugh out loud towards the sky.

In front of this force, even his own terrifying strength at the peak of quasi-saint level seems insignificant, because this is a power comparable to that of a saint.

Di Jun felt as if he had been reborn. At this moment, his every move could easily affect the operation of the prehistoric world.

Just as the Taoist ancestor said, those below a saint are all ants. A saint and those below a saint are truly two completely different realms.

"Is this the power of a saint? Di Jiang, what can you use to stop me? Prepare to die!" Di Jun shouted angrily, and the terrifying power of the Zhoutian Star Array turned into a beam of light and blasted straight towards Pangu's shadow.

Facing this power head-on, Di Jiang had to admit that the Zhoutian Xingdou Array could indeed unleash an attack comparable to that of a saint.

However, in the eyes of the original witch clan, the power of the saint was indeed unmatched.

But for the Twelve Ancestral Witches today, let alone power comparable to that of a saint, what can they do even if a saint himself comes?

Di Jiang let out a low shout and gently raised his right hand. The eleven ancestor witches behind him also made the same move. The twelve ancestor witches, whose bodies were completely different, now looked like one person.

Following the actions of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the shadow above their heads also gently raised his right arm.

And at the moment when the phantom made this move, the entire prehistoric world began to respond. Countless creatures felt as if the world was about to collapse, and a sense of fear slowly rose in their hearts.

Then something even more terrifying happened. An indescribably powerful pressure slowly appeared between heaven and earth.

Such terrifying oppressive force is definitely superior to the demon clan's Zhoutian Xingdou Formation.

If the demon clan's Zhoutian Xingdou Great Array has power comparable to that of a saint, then this Pangu phantom truly has the power of a saint.

Even in the eyes of Nuwa, a true saint, the power of this phantom required her to use all her strength to deal with it.

One is comparable to a saint, the other is a saint in person. The result of the collision between the two is self-evident.

When the beam of light formed by the power of the stars in the sky controlled by Di Jun fell down, the phantom of Pangu clenched his right fist and smashed it straight up.

There was no stalemate as the primitive creatures had imagined. The moment the light column collided with the fist, it was directly defeated.

Di Jun's face was full of disbelief, how could this phantom be so powerful!
If it was the original ancient history, the phantom of Pangu summoned by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation would naturally not be so strong.

The current witch clan has repaired the western earth veins and is a lich clan that has gained enormous amounts of merit. Compared to the original history, the witch clan is at least one level stronger, so the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array is naturally no match for them.

(End of this chapter)