The golden bridge penetrated the space and brought Ji Hao and the others back from the starry sky.
The surrounding space was a Chaos. Because of extreme fear and despair, Yu Meng, Yu Ji, and the others squeezed the original power of their worlds and turned them into strong attacks, landing on Pan Yu's body.
Every time they made a move, the space of Pan Gu world would be stirred up.
The space structure of Pan Gu world was extremely stable. Even saints from other worlds couldn't cause such a great damage in here. But, Priest Yun opened the door to the thieves and released the restraint of the great Dao of Pan Gu world. Gradually, things went out of control.
Torrents of Chaos thunderbolts and sky fire blasted randomly in the surrounding area. The Pan Gu bell floated above Ji Hao's head. Priest Xuandu, Priest Guangcheng, Po, and the other powerful beings all activated their defensive treasures. They combined all of their powers into one, but still, they were shaken by the chaotic space.
Ji Hao had a strong body, which allowed him to fend against those terrifying vibrations. However, Priest Xuandu and Guangcheng were true Qi cultivators, and their bodies were even weaker than human Senior Magi. Therefore, even though they were protected by spirit treasures, they were still badly shaken by those vibrations, even bleeding from their eyes, ears, nostrils and mouths, and their internal organs were nearly smashed.
Fortunately, Yu Meng and the others aimed their attacks at Pan Yu. If someone had any other intention and launched a heavy strike on Ji Hao and the others, Ji Hao might be safe, but Po and the others would definitely be severely injured.
Po and the other senior disciples might be able to survive the attacks launched by saints, but for those younger brothers and sisters who joined the sect later, many of them would be crushed into nothingness, and many of them would perish, even their souls perishing.
"Brothers, those who didn't grow the three flowers above their heads and don't have pre-world spirit treasures to protect themselves, retreat!" Xuandu burst with a resonant growl. A mouthful of blood mist sprayed out along with his voice, "Retreat to my Shifu's dojo! You'll be safe!"
The group of priests hesitated for a while. Suddenly, an unlucky Yu Clan saint was slapped away by Pan Yu and bumped into Ji Hao's Pan Gu bell. The bell ring dispelled the surrounding Chaos, but the body of the saint was bounced back by the Pan Gu bell, smashing the defensive light of a few priests and shattering their bodies.
"Senior brothers, retreat!" Ji Hao gave a resonant roar. The golden bridge transformed into a beam of golden light and rolled up the group of priests, who were not powerful enough, into the sky. Flashing across the air for a few times, the golden bridge disappeared into the starry void, leaving Ji Hao, Xuandu, Guangcheng, Po and the other few powerful beings in the starry void.
Following a series of popping noise, hundreds of poor Yu Clan saints were sent flying away by Pan Yu's fingers. Their bodies shattered the space, their skins were broken, and their blood splashed all over the sky.
Streams of holy blood, which contained the great Dao of this world, poured down from the sky and swept across Pan Gu Motherland like a storm. Nine giant cauldrons hovered in the air above the continent. Thick clouds and mist swirled around them, holding back this heavy downpour.
Countless stars sparkled on the nine cauldrons. Spirit creatures, evil spirits, beasts, flowers, birds, insects, and fishes hovered around the cauldrons. The mist released from the cauldrons transformed into different sized whirlpools, melting the holy blood falling from the sky and gradually turning it into pure and heavy strands of blood power, being swallowed by the cauldrons.
The nine cauldrons glowed brighter and brighter, and the power they released grew stronger and stronger.
The Pan Gu bell floated above Ji Hao's head. Together with Xuandu, Guangcheng, Po, and the other few powerful beings from Ji Hao's sect, over ten pre-world spirit treasures and supreme treasures had merged into one. With difficulty, they rushed to the center of the battle.
Pan Yu was tens of millions of miles tall, but he stood motionlessly in the air, waving his pair of long and slim arms and sending countless Yu Clan saints flying back while vomiting blood, as if he were swatting flies.
From time to time, Pan Yu would crush an unlucky saint with a finger, then widely open his mouth and take a deep breath towards the blood mist of the saint. In the dense blood mist, strange lights and shadows flashed across, then a beautiful, magical world appeared before everyone's eyes.
As Pan Yu inhaled deeply, the beautiful world in the light and shadow suddenly collapsed. All matter in the world crazily surged into a black hole that suddenly emerged in the core of the world. Mountains, rivers, lakes, and billions of living beings collapsed into pure natural powers, flowing into the black hole uncontrollably.
From the blood mist in front of Pan Yu, pure streams of natural powers surged out. A million-miles-wide area of natural powers surged out of the blood mist without an end, being swallowed by Pan Yu, without leaving a drop of natural powers.
Countless Yu Clan saints attacked hysterically with all their powers, leaving wounds on Pan Yu's body one after another. But, as Pan Yu took a deep breath, a world collapsed, and the original power of the entire world merged into Pan Yu's body, healing his wounds at a visible rate.
"Don't stop! If he doesn't die, none of us will survive today!" Wielding a golden staff, Yu Meng smashed a million-miles-wide sun on Pan Yu's head and said, "We finally came this far. Are we going to be swallowed by him and become his nourishment?"
Pan Yu chuckled and flicked his fingers. The sun was shattered by Yu Meng, then he waved his hand. Yu Meng and over ten-thousand Yu Clan saints around him were sent flying backward while vomiting blood and having their bones broken.
"I can feel your despair, your fear, your unwillingness, and your struggles!" While devouring the original power of the destroyed world, Pan Yu murmured in a deep voice, "All your negative emotions are the best seasoning. I can..."
Before he finished, the great master smashed the colorful branch on the back of Pan Yu's neck.
The skin on the nape of Pan Yu's neck exploded, exposing his dark vertebrae. But, as he continued to swallow, his wounds healed. Before the great master launched another strike, his wounds were already healed.
The second master smashed the glowing pestle on Pan Yu's head. She didn't hold back this time. A hideous wound was left on Pan Yu's head, but the wound healed within a second. Except for the splashing blood, not even a mark was left on Pan Yu's head.
"Spirit Wa, what kind of opponent did you find for us?" The eye corners of the two masters twitched intensely as they burst into hysterical growls, "We will remember what you did to us today, and we will repay you handsomely in the future!"
Pan Yu smiled and turned around. A black thunderbolt dazzled out of his erect eye and landed on the great master's body.
From the great master's head, a pagoda rose into the sky, shrouded in purple mist and shining with a golden light. The black thunderbolt landed on the pagoda and sent it flying millions of miles away, crushing countless mountains in Pan Gu Motherland.
Ji Hao finally came to Pan Yu with the Pan Gu bell above his head. He wielded the Pan Gu sword and launched a fierce hack at Pan Yu.
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