All that Xiao Chen experienced deep in the earth's strata had shocked him considerably, and now hearing the term "Pangu's Old Land" suddenly made him even more stunned.
Is there really a Pangu in the world? He felt amazed and perplexed, wondering if this mythological figure, thought to be a creation of the Jiuzhou cultivators for self-motivation, really had a physical form. Could he have been a flesh-and-blood person?
"This world... really has a Pangu?!" Xiao Chen felt extremely agitated as he scanned his surroundings, searching for the source of that ancient voice.
"There really is a Pangu in this world. He is the Primordial Ancestor of Jiuzhou, the only King who survived the wasteland. It was he who propped up a heaven and earth for Jiuzhou, preventing it from complete extinction." The ancient voice came from all directions, echoing endlessly in the depths of the earth, making it impossible to locate its source.
