What a monster this Pan Yu was!
Logically speaking, Yu Clan people were his descendants, his people, and he should be protecting them. But in Pan Yu's world, these powerful Yu Clan people were only seeds he released. These seeds infected countless worlds, and through these seeds, he could devour and absorb everything in those worlds!
Pan Yu was an endless source of infection. His instinct was to devour and destroy, to destroy other worlds, to devour all worlds, to improve himself and grow stronger. Wherever he reached, nothing but destruction could be seen, and this was the only meaning of his existence.
"People, we can't run anymore. Why don't we fight to the death?" Si Wen Ming stood on the altar. The natural fortune of the humankind had been flowing into the nine cauldrons. His body was wrapped in streams of divine light as his voice echoed through the entire Pan Gu Motherland like thunder, "He is a saint who created your original world. But, we are united. Can't we kill him?"
Si Wen Ming's voice was like the first ray of dawn, illuminating the hearts of those despairing Yu Clan nobles, "This is Pan Gu world. If you can work together and fight to the death, how can you not have a chance to kill a saint and save your own lives?"
All of a sudden, a thunderbolt burst from Si Wen Ming's mouth, "Are you willing to be slaughtered without any resistance?"
Numberless Yu Clan nobles, who had been fleeing in all directions but were forcibly dragged back by Pan Yu, burst into thunderous roars. Yu Clan nobles were hypocritical, flamboyant, and gloomy. They didn't like to fight head-on, but liked to play tricks behind people's backs. But, when their lives were threatened, they finally triggered the tiny bit of bloodlust in their bones!
They had just become saints with the Praying and Sanctification altar. How could they be slaughtered so easily?
"Kill!" Yu Meng turned around the first and lunged at Pan Yu hysterically. His eyes released boundless sand and raging fire. A whole hundred scorching suns rose from his head and transformed into a raging sea of fire, smashing towards Pan Yu.
"Fight!" With tears streaming down his face, Yu Hu lunged at Pan Yu as if he had lost his mind. "Damn it, damn it, damn it... If I die in here, my wife, my lover, I don't know who will take advantage of them! Ah, those damned bitches, they will definitely remarry as soon as possible! I swear, if I can go back alive, I will beat them up! "
"My beloved lovers … Oh, no, my useless sons. You useless trash, if I die, how can you live?" The colony world saint named Yu Qian wailed in despair, "I should have been stricter with you... If I die, my illegitimate children will kill you and take my property!"
The colony world nobles cried and screamed out their biggest worries and unwillingness, then pounced on Pan Yu like moths darting into a flame. They came from billions of conquered worlds, and the great Dao of worlds they merged with were all different. Therefore, the magics they cast were all mysterious and powerful.
Hundreds of millions of holy-level colony world nobles launched their moves together. The space above Pan Gu Motherland was turned into a Chaos. Dazzling beams of light descended from the Chaos, descending towards Pan Yu like giant dragons.
This was similar to the time when Saint Pan Gu split Pan Gu world with his axe. When the world was still evolving, the power of creation leaked out and attracted countless greedy Chaos monsters. Those terrifying creatures born in the Chaos marched towards Pan Gu world, while Saint Pan Gu stood before all Chaos monsters with his axe.
Pan Yu's face twitched as he murmured in a deep voice, "What an uncomfortable memory... I created Pan Yu world, but as a result, I was severely injured and fell. The twelve children born from my body tore my body apart and made me into all kinds of strange treasures."
"They also suppressed my indestructible soul and attempted to wear out my will with a long period of time, so that they could share everything I had." Pan Yu murmured, "Even though I sealed them, we sealed each other... A deep, dark sleep, what an unpleasant memory."
"You reminded me of these unpleasant memories, so you have to pay the price!" Pan Yu slowly spread his hands. A giant dark swirl emerged between his hands. He looked at the countless Holy Venerables charging at him and laughed strangely. "Despair! Cry and scream! Then, obediently let me …"
Thud! A ten-million-miles-long colorful branch descended from the sky and smashed violently on Pan Yu's head.
A tens of thousands of miles long slash was left on Pan Yu's head. Black blood sprayed out like a tsunami, splashing towards Pan Gu Motherland.
Standing on the altar, Si Wen Ming pointed at the nine cauldrons and gave a resonant shout. The nine cauldrons quaked intensely, and the earth meridians of Pan Gu Motherland quaked intensely. A thick magic screen surged out of the nine cauldrons and soon wrapped up the entire Pan Gu Motherland.
Pan Yu's black blood splashed on the magic screen. Si Wen Ming snorted and knelt on the ground, with his knees softened. Blood spurted out of his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth. Even though the nine cauldrons had gathered the natural powers, he still couldn't bear the pressure from Pan Yu's blood.
"Hit!" The second master descended from the sky, his face full of smiles and a trace of fierceness. Holding the glowing pestle, he struck violently on Pan Yu's erect eye, leaving thousands of beams of light in the air. Following a thunderous bang, Pan Yu closed his eyes and conveniently slapped the second master.
The second master didn't manage to dodge, and was sent flying away like a cannonball. A dense golden light and warm mist had been surging out of his body. His bones popped like popped beans, but as the golden light and warm mist rolled down, his broken body healed itself.
"What are you waiting for? If you don't make a move, you will die first! " Holding the colorful branch, the great master struck Pan Yu while shouting at the other Yu Clan world nobles in the sky, who had been gathering their powers and trembling in fear.
Yu Meng, Yu Ji, Yu Qian, and the other world nobles were pushed to the extreme. Looking at Pan Yu, who had a crack on his head, they boosted up their courage and lunged at Pan Yu hysterically.
To save their own lives, to protect themselves, Yu Meng and the other world nobles forcibly extracted the original power of their own worlds and merged it with their own bodies, risking their lives to attack Pan Yu with the power of their own worlds.
As for the harm that would be caused to their own worlds by extracting the original power of their own worlds... Which of these desperate, frightened Yu Clan world nobles, these selfish Yu Clan world nobles would care about that?
Splendid beams of light landed on Pan Yu's body. Following a series of thunderous booms, Pan Yu, who was tens of millions of miles tall, was left with a series of giant wounds. Black blood spurted out of his body.
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