Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 64 Pangu: Giving Every Girl Who Loves Me a Home

"A swift and decisive victory!"

"God Jiang roared from the arena!"

"This damned formation, I, the Ancestral Witch, will cleave it in two!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches could not accept that the great formation, which had been fighting for so long and was on the verge of collapse, could actually recover and even become stronger.

He immediately became angry.

"Ugh."

Houtu sighed, feeling there was no need to reveal her trump card on this stage.

You can look at your eleven older brothers and sisters.

I made up my mind.

Since your brain isn't working well and it's full of muscles, then let's show off our muscles! Anyway, as long as we're happy!

"As you wish."

The eleventh Ancestral Witch immediately retreated to Houtu's side.

"Di Jun!"

Di Jiang's voice boomed like thunder as he gazed at the demon race within the Lesser Heavenly Star Array.

"Don't think you're the only one with formations. It just so happens that our Witch Clan also has one."

"Today, I'll show you what's what!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present except Qing Yi was stunned.

"The Witch Clan knows formations?"

Do the witches have such brains?

Tongtian was also somewhat stunned. "So Fellow Daoist Dijiang and the others understand formations? Perhaps we can have more opportunities to exchange ideas in the future."

Swordsmanship is Tongtian's favorite art, as is formation.

"A formation?"

On the arena, Di Jun's heart sank; this was the first time he had ever heard of such a thing.

However, he remained calm, as the Zhou Tian Star Formation was the number one defensive formation.

Do you have the first major offensive formation?

"Actions speak louder than words, come on!"

Di Jun replied in a deep voice.

"Heh~"

Di Jiang sneered, and the murderous aura of the entire arena suddenly changed.

"The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation!"

The twelve ancestral witches roared in unison.

An ancient, immense, and unimaginable power descended, invisible and intangible, yet even the slightest sensation sent shivers down one's spine.

Boom~~

The entire Pangu Mausoleum was trembling, and even Qing Yi's eyes widened.

The path he is now on is no longer purely the path of strength.

This Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is absolutely the only and most perfect display of the Great Dao of Primordial Power in the present world.

Endless malevolent energy and the blood energy of the two ancestral witches permeated the air.

A massive, blood-red figure, shrouded in endless malevolent energy, passed through Pangu Mausoleum and Buzhou Mountain.

Even from a distance of tens of thousands of miles, one can clearly feel its boundless power.

Within a radius of tens of millions of miles around Mount Buzhou, all living beings felt this and prostrated themselves on the ground.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, as if grieving for that figure.

Boom~~

The sky rumbled.

The blood-red figure, surrounded by endless malevolent energy, suddenly raised its head, the axe in its hand seemingly ready to strike.

In an instant, the buzzing in the sky stopped, and the sky was clear for miles, as if nothing had happened, and all was well in the primordial world.

Hongjun, who had just taken his first step, scrambled back into Zixiao Palace.

"Pangu... how could it possibly be Pangu?"

Hongjun was truly terrified, terrified beyond measure.

He would never forget the scene in the chaos when Pangu took away a Chaos God with a single axe.

Hongjun's strength among the Chaos Gods was only mediocre; he was able to reincarnate in the prehistoric world only because he was afraid of death and Pangu did not exterminate him completely.

He's already planning for the primordial era, and then Pangu comes back?

The fluctuations of the Heavenly Dao were felt, and Hongjun was taken aback.

"Is it merely the true form of Pangu manifested by the Ancestral Witches?"

Hongjun's expression immediately relaxed considerably, but he was still apprehensive.

"Pangu actually left such a trump card for the Ancestral Witches?"

Hongjun has survived to this day entirely because of his caution.

"Could there be other backup plans?"

Faced with the being that had created the primordial world, Hongjun believed that no amount of caution was too much.

"Let's not go to Buzhou Mountain for now. Let's see how the Wu and Yao races fare this time. Sigh~"

Hongjun sighed.

The Ancestral Witches even used Pangu's true form. How could Dijun and Taiyi possibly survive?

"Hopefully Qingyi can stop the Ancestral Witches."

At this moment, Hongjun was extremely grateful that Qingyi was wholeheartedly devoted to the prehistoric world and would not kill these innate deities with profound origins indiscriminately.

If Pangu's true form made Hongjun tremble and all the spirits of the primordial world submit, then...

For the innate deities who saw Pangu's true form up close in Pangu's Mausoleum, it was fear.

That's absolutely terrifying.

"I'm actually feeling a little short of breath —"

Even the most unruly Kunpeng had fear in its eyes at this moment.

After becoming a Primordial Golden Immortal, even when facing Hongjun, he never felt so weak.

He felt that all it would take for that blood-red figure to sneeze was enough to kill him countless times.

Not only him, but all the sacred felt the same way.

At the same time, a message entered their minds.

That blood-red figure before us is Pangu.

After the initial fear and shock, they became excited one by one.

They have been worshipping the Pangu tombstone for who knows how long, and are now extremely familiar with the ritual.

With Pangu's true form before us, how can we not pay homage?

An altar was placed at the front, and three thick spiritual roots were lit.

"We, the primordial beings, pay homage to the Great God Pangu!"

All the innate deities, including Wangshu, knelt down in worship.

Even on the arena, the Wu Clan's opponents, Di Jun and Tai Yi, led the Ten Demon Generals to bow down.

In the arena, only Qing Yi remained standing.

His gaze was fixed on the true form of Pangu.

Others didn't feel it, but he did.

The instant Pangu's true form appeared, he saw Pangu's familiar starting stance, the prelude to striking someone.

In the chaos, Qingyi had witnessed Pangu unleash his axe countless times, and he understood every single movement.

Without the consciousness of Pangu, the Twelve Ancestral Witches could not have understood Pangu's habits.

So at least for the time being, Pangu's true form still had a will, it's just that the axe didn't come down in the end.

"Long time no see, Pangu, the Great God."

Qing Yi's calm voice rang out, reaching the ears of the innate saints of the Pangu Mausoleum lineage.

The worship became even more devout in an instant.

"Is the Dao Ancestor speaking to the Great God Pangu?"

"Hiss~ Is the Great God Pangu still around?"

"As expected of the Dao Ancestor, he can actually communicate with the Great God Pangu on an equal footing."

In an instant, Qingyi's already towering figure became even more unfathomable in the eyes of many sacred beings.

Actually, Qing Yi was also very nervous, mainly because Pan Gu was used to stepping on him.

Moreover, he has a terrible personality. If we were to do that to him now, wouldn't he lose face as the Dao Ancestor?

Therefore, in Qingyi's smile as he looked at Pangu's true form, there was a hint of "you're giving me some face" in his heart.

At the same time, Qingyi sincerely hoped that Pangu could see him or tell him when he could return.

Pangu is Qingyi's only friend here, and he is somewhat touched that they haven't seen each other for so long.

Unfortunately, Pangu's true form did not make any movement.

Suddenly, the tombstone in Pangu Mausoleum trembled.

A flash of brilliance.

The laws manifested, just like the scene when Qingyi preached last time, except that the laws were more chaotic now, and more in line with Pangu's own nature.

These rules are a chaotic mess, and at first glance they can be quite confusing.

But these laws are as if they were engraved in every corner of Pangu's tomb, with no trace of their disappearance.

This is Pangu's blessing, and so many living beings worship him.

Pangu was pleased, so he left behind laws for the beings who worshipped him to cultivate.

Many of the saints were deeply moved and trembled with excitement.

The great god Pangu actually had a will.

He quickly bowed again.

"Thank you, Great God Pangu!"

When the many deities raised their heads again, Pangu's true form was still the same.

But something inexplicable was missing; they knew that the will of the great god Pangu had dissipated.

Only the tombstone, radiating spiritual light, remains, still reflecting countless laws.

Even if Qingyi no longer preaches in the future.

Pangu Mausoleum will become the most suitable place for cultivation, and can be said to be the only sacred place for cultivation in the prehistoric world.

Although these laws are chaotic and disordered, the one thing the innate deities have in abundance is time.

They have enough patience to find the laws they cultivate.

"Hmm? The tombstone has changed!"

Suddenly, Hongyun pointed at the tombstone and shouted.

The assembled saints abandoned their gazes at the arena and rushed over, even Qing Yi cast a curious glance in their direction.

On the tombstone that originally only had the inscription "Pangu was here", two slender dragons appeared on the left and right sides.

"dragon?"

These two dragons looked familiar to Qingyi no matter how he looked at them.

"Is it us?"

An incredulous gasp came from the side.

They were the two dragon maidens that Qingyi brought back from the East Sea to sweep Pangu's tomb.

The emotion Qingyi felt at reuniting with his old friend vanished instantly.

"You cunning Pangu, instead of carving me up there, you're going to make two dragon maidens?"

"You like the Dragon Girl, right? I'll visit the Dragon Palace next time."

At this moment, under the gaze of many innate deities, the two dragon maidens embraced each other, crying and laughing.

Qingyi could only watch helplessly.

"Alright, since the Great God Pangu likes you two, then from now on, only the two of you can clean the Great God Pangu's tombstone."

The two dragon maidens nodded, tears streaming down their faces.

"Please rest assured, Dao Ancestor, we sisters will definitely serve the Great God Pangu well."

After the two dragon maidens finished speaking, they transformed into streams of light and landed on the tombstone, eventually possessing the dragon-shaped carving on the stone tablet.

"To give every girl who loves me a home."

Qingyi faintly heard Pangu's voice, and his expression became even more tense.

Damn it, the Ancestral Witch summoned you to fight, not to build a house for the little female dragon.

My own memories are only a few decades old, how did Pangu learn to do this?

The other innate deities did not hear this voice and did not think there was anything wrong with it.

I even felt that the two dragon maidens were a bit too low-class.

They could also clean the tombstone of the Great God Pangu, but the Primordial Golden Immortal could not clean it as well as the Mother Dragon.

I don't understand what the great god Pangu was thinking. Why did he choose two dragon maidens? Was it because these two dragon maidens did a good job? Surely it wasn't because Pangu was lustful?

The innate deities were filled with envy, circling the tombstone and looking at it endlessly, even touching it with their hands.

"This tombstone is truly a tombstone."

This was personally carved by the great god Pangu.

I wish I could appear on the tombstone too.

Qingyi remained silent, but he understood. Without Hongjun's scheming, Pangu was irreplaceable in the hearts of all living beings in the primordial world.

"Alright, the match between the Lich and the Lich races is still ongoing."

Qingyi reminded him.

On the arena, Di Jun and Tai Yi stood up somewhat awkwardly.

It's really uncomfortable; you have to kowtow to your opponent before you even start a fight.

Moreover, being at a disadvantage makes it seem like you're begging the other party to go easy on you.