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With the Sky-opening Divine Axe in hand, Pangu's Illusion lifted his head to glance at Emperor Jun, suspended in midair, and then looked again at the Taiching Saint opposite him.
The indifferent voice of Emperor Jun emanated from the Twelve Devastating Gods Formation.
"What is there to fear!"
His gaze first settled on Buzhou Mountain standing at this location, then fell upon the Taiching Saint as he spoke in a deep voice.
"We should indeed not damage Buzhou Mountain, transformed from the Father God. Taiching Laozi, I will wait for you in Chaos!"
As soon as these words ended, under the control of Emperor Jun's incarnation, the Twelve Ancestor Witches, still in the Twelve Devastating Gods Formation, condensed around Pangu's Illusion holding the Sky-opening Divine Axe.
As the Twelve Devastating Gods Formation moved, Pangu's Illusion also stepped towards the edge of the Primordial, entering into Chaos.
Upon seeing this, Taiching Laozi couldn't help but inwardly sigh in pity.
