"""Since you've come to challenge the Primordial Civilization, then please stay here!"""
Wang Yi's gaze turned towards Pangu, who was sitting cross-legged atop the Creation Golden Lotus in the Chaos, hesitating for a moment before declaring:
"This battle shall be yours to fight!"
After speaking, with a wave of the Taoist Scepter in his hand, Pangu, who was meditating on the Creation Golden Lotus, abruptly woke up with a look of astonishment and confusion on his honest face, as if someone abruptly awoken from a deep sleep, unable to distinguish north from south in his daze.
But soon, the astonishment and confusion on Pangu's face vanished, replaced by doubt and an intention to kill.
Those profound eyes seemed as if they could see through the entire Chaotic World, staring intently ahead as if something in that place had captured his attention.
After a long while, he finally withdrew his gaze, his face revealing a hint of chilling coldness as he said:
