"Big Brother, what is going on? Why is the Pangu True Form not listening to us?" Zhurong asked in alarm.
"This is the first time we've summoned the Pangu True Form, so I don't know why either. According to the legacy of the Twelve Divine Heaven and Earth Killing Formation, we should have succeeded," replied Dijiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
"Could it be because we lack primordial spirits that we can't control the Pangu True Form?" Houtu guessed.
The Ancestral Witches: "......"
*Have I transmigrated into the Primordial World, and ended up as the Pangu True Form summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches?* Panshi was somewhat dazed at the moment, as "memories" continuously surfaced in his mind.
A massive flood of memories swept over him, causing him excruciating pain as he pounded his head with both hands.
At the same time, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi opposite them recovered from their shock.
"Big Brother, the Pangu True Form summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches seems to have some problems. I'll go test him."
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Dijun to reply, Donghuang Taiyi rushed straight toward the face of the Pangu True Form with the Eastern Emperor Bell hovering above his head.
As a Primordial Supreme Treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell possessed extraordinary defensive power; this was what gave Donghuang Taiyi the confidence to attack the Pangu True Form.
Clang, clang, clang—
Rings of time ripples swept toward the head of the Pangu True Form. Wherever these time ripples passed, stars shattered soundlessly and turned to dust, demonstrating the sheer might of the attack.
Soon, the foremost time ripple struck the head of the Pangu True Form, causing all its movements to freeze and its figure to stagger slightly.
"It worked!"
Donghuang Taiyi was overjoyed at the sight, and he poured all his magic power into the Eastern Emperor Bell, causing it to erupt with even more terrifying time ripples.
Behind him, Dijun and the various demon kings also wore smiles on their faces.
When the Twelve Ancestral Witches had first summoned the Pangu True Form, they had genuinely been frightened out of their wits. After all, this was Pangu, the one who had cleaved open the entire Primordial World—his might was unimaginable.
Yet who would have thought he would be so vulnerable?
The various Primordial mighty figures watching from the shadows also quietly breathed a sigh of relief. If the Twelve Ancestral Witches had truly summoned the heaven-cleaving Pangu, how could anyone else possibly play this game?
Clearly, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had failed; this Pangu True Form was unexpectedly weak.
Even Hongjun, who was hurrying over from Zixiao Palace to save the day, was somewhat bewildered.
Is this the Pangu True Form?
"So noisy."
At that very moment, however, the Pangu True Form suddenly spoke, raising a hand to slap at the Eastern Emperor Bell. Its massive palm seemed to merge with the boundless starry sky, shattering space wherever it passed, tearing the starry sky open as if to reveal the purest darkness lying behind it.
The seemingly terrifying time ripples dissipated into nothingness before they even came close to the palm of the Pangu True Form.
"No, Taiyi, run!"
Behind them, Dijun cried out in alarm.
Donghuang Taiyi wanted to run as well, but he found that the space around him seemed to have frozen solid, making it impossible to move even an inch.
At this moment, he was just like the Monkey King of later generations facing the Buddha's Five-Fingered Mountain.
"Am I going to die?"
Donghuang Taiyi clearly sensed that under this single palm strike, he would die.
Just as Donghuang Taiyi closed his eyes in despair, a massive Taiji Diagram appeared before him.
The Taiji Diagram spun rapidly, seemingly containing infinite voids within it.
The terrifying force of the Pangu True Form crashed into the Taiji Diagram and was swallowed up as if by an invisible, gaping maw.
"Hongjun?" the Pangu True Form said.
"Pangu?" Hongjun said.
At this moment, Hongjun looked skeptically at the Pangu True Form before him. The feeling this Pangu True Form gave him was as if Pangu had truly been resurrected.
Yet if it were truly Pangu's resurrection, it shouldn't be this weak.
However, Panshi had no intention of giving Hongjun time to think, shouting: "Hongjun, why are you blocking me?"
"I am a Heavenly Dao Sage, acting on behalf of the Heavenly Dao. The Demon Clan should not perish at this time," Hongjun said.
"Rest assured, I have no intention of wiping out the Demon Clan; I'm simply preparing to kill Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi," Panshi smiled.
Hearing this, both Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi felt a chill in their hearts, and at the same time, they looked toward Hongjun. Right now, Hongjun was their only hope.
Aside from Hongjun, no one could stop the Pangu True Form.
Hongjun furrowed his brows slightly, then spoke again: "They are my disciples; naturally, I must protect them somewhat."
"How about this! I will take three blows from you, Fellow Daoist. If I can withstand three blows from you, then during my three lectures, the Wu and Demon Clans shall fight no more, and neither shall you make any further moves against Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi."
Hearing this, Panshi sneered inwardly. He was not one of the simple-minded Twelve Ancestral Witches with developed limbs and a simple brain.
Hongjun was clearly intending to use him to establish his authority. Pangu was synonymous with invincibility in the Primordial World; if even Pangu were to be defeated by a Sage, it would inevitably elevate Sages to an unimaginable height.
And according to the original plot, Hongjun had indeed succeeded.
But Panshi naturally wouldn't let Hongjun get his wish.
The Pangu True Form summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches had barely reached the Early Hunyuan Da Luo Golden Immortal stage, which was equivalent to an Early Sage, whereas Hongjun had achieved Sagehood through the perfection of the Three Corpses plus immense merit, making him a Mid-stage Sage the moment he attained Sagehood.
Furthermore, the energy within this Pangu True Form was limited. If it were exhausted, the Pangu True Form might dissipate, and he himself might die.
Therefore, he could naturally not agree to Hongjun's proposal.
"Hongjun, you are merely a Heavenly Dao Sage. For me to make a move against you would undoubtedly appear to be bullying the weak.
How about this! You give me a Primordial Supreme Treasure, and I can consider letting the Wu and Demon Clans cease fighting during the period of the lectures, while also agreeing not to actively attack Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi," Panshi said.
"Fellow Daoist, feel free to strike. Merely three blows—I am confident I can withstand them," Hongjun sneered.
From catching Panshi's previous strike just now, he could roughly gauge the other's strength: the opponent was weaker than himself.
Panshi frowned, and then cast his "gaze" toward the heart of the Pangu True Form.
In his previous life, he had been an orphan with unknown origins. Ever since he had memories, he had carried a heart-shaped jade stone with him, and this heart-shaped jade stone was also the culprit that had brought him across time into the Primordial World.
*The Heart of Pangu.*
As Panshi's gaze landed upon the heart-shaped jade stone, a stream of information flooded into his mind.
Indeed, this heart-shaped jade stone was none other than the Heart of Pangu, and because of this, it had been able to carry his soul and merge with the Pangu True Form.
"Now that Hongjun is pressing us step by step, the only way is to activate this Heart of Pangu and give him a scare."
As Panshi's thought shifted, the energy within the Pangu True Form began to converge toward the Heart of Pangu, and wisps of crimson light emerged from the heart-shaped jade stone.
Thud, thud, thud—
A terrifying heartbeat echoed through the starry sky, resonating with the heartbeats of all living beings.
At this moment, all sounds across the entire Primordial World vanished, leaving only this heartbeat.
At this moment, the aura emanating from the Pangu True Form grew increasingly terrifying, as if Pangu had truly returned across endless time and space.
At this moment, the Pangu True Form began to expand infinitely, transcending heaven and earth, until the entire Primordial World was merely a fraction of its body.
Among them, the Pangu pressure bearing down on Hongjun was the most intense; his connection with the Heavenly Dao was forcibly severed, reducing him from a Sage to a "mortal."
He felt suffocation.
"Hongjun, I'll give you a chance to rephrase that."