Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

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In the embryonic form of the universe.

Gonggong shouted for several days under the infinite pressure, but he did not get any response from Ao Changsheng.

He was increasingly desperate.

Time passed by.

He was born as a Daluo Jinxian, and was born with the great way of water.

In the tens of millions of years since his birth, when has Gonggong ever calculated time in seconds?

"I can hold up the sky for a hundred years... In three years at most, the pressure around me will reach a point where I can't bear it."

Gonggong looked at the chaotic time and space around him, feeling extremely desperate, but he could only hold on.

Three years passed in a flash.

At this time, Gonggong was almost exhausted. With the nearly unlimited energy replenishment around him, his Daluo mana was not much damaged.

But... the strong pressure around him had accumulated over the past three years, and it was close to the limit of his ancestor witch body.

Once he reached the limit he could bear, even the most powerful Daluo mana and the fastest mana recovery speed would be useless.

On his deathbed, Gonggong was in a trance.

To be honest, he had thought about his own death.

Perhaps he would die in the battle for the Wu clan, or he might be wiped out by the opponent's avenue in the battle with a great master, but...

He never thought that one day, he, Gonggong, would not die under the avenue of a strong man, but be crushed to death by this joke-like accumulation of matter and energy.

If someone had told him in the past that the Golden Immortal of Daluo would be crushed to death by pure matter and energy, Gonggong would have laughed to death on the spot, and then ridiculed him.

After all, whose Golden Immortal of Daluo didn't master a certain avenue, how could he be crushed to death by matter and energy.

But now...

Feeling the pressure formed by the extremely pure matter and energy without any avenue around him.

He was about to die in this joke-like way.

"Brothers, brothers and sisters, I, Gonggong, will go to see the Father God before you. If the Father God is still alive, he must pass on my teachings to you."

"The prehistoric world is very dangerous. Stay in seclusion and don't come out!"

This was Gonggong's last thought when he woke up.

Then, his majestic body of the ancestor witch was squeezed into a small ball of unknown objects under the endless accumulation of material energy around him.

If the other eleven ancestor witches came, they would probably not believe that this ball of things was their brother, the ancestor witch Gonggong.

An invisible and immaterial avenue of water that could not be shaken by simple matter and energy stood in the center of the universe.

In the center of this avenue of water, it was the ancestor witch Gonggong who was squeezed into a ball.

At this time, Ao Changsheng's figure suddenly appeared beside this group of "unknown objects".

Scratching his chin and looking at this "unknown substance", Ao Changsheng felt satisfied with the effect of this universe.

Of course, although Gonggong looked miserable at this time, he was actually still alive.

The opponent's water avenue firmly protected Gonggong's true spirit under the terrifying pressure around him, as for the body of the ancestor witch that had turned into a ball.

As long as there was no pressure around him, with the recovery power of the ancestor witch's body, it would only take a blink of an eye to recover as before.

"The test results are good, let him go!" Ao Changsheng thought, and prepared to move Gonggong out of this universe.

Then...

"Zha!"

Suddenly, a roar came from Gonggong's body that was piled up into a ball.

"This is..." Ao Changsheng was startled, and immediately stopped his hand movements, looking at the ball of 'Gonggong' in front of him with surprise.

I don't know if it was an illusion, he seemed to feel the will of Pangu to create the world from the roaring word 'Zha' that he had felt at the source of time.

Is it the will of Pangu hidden deep in the blood of the ancestor witch?

Ao Changsheng couldn't help but guess in his heart, while staring at the 'Gonggong' in front of him with burning eyes.

In the end, only an extremely weak force came out of Gonggong's body.

That force was not even as strong as a child's gentle push.

"This..." Ao Changsheng was stunned at first, and then sighed.

Yes, the great god Pangu fell after all. The prehistoric world opened up billions of years, and Pangu also fell billions of years.

Even if the will of the ancestor witch is contained in his blood, how much power can be left!

Just when Ao Changsheng was about to transfer Gonggong away.

A shocking scene appeared!

The endless chaotic matter and energy that Gonggong could not calm down with all his strength was affected by this weak force.

It was strangely calmed down.

Although it was very little, there was no doubt that a little bit of matter and energy formed a delicate balance, and the subtle chaotic time and space was also calmed down.

Unlike before, Gonggong moved the surrounding matter and energyAfter the amount of energy was calmed down, the chaotic matter and energy around it made it fall into chaos again.

The result caused by this weak force was like a miracle.

That little bit of balanced matter and energy seemed to be a trigger, causing the chaotic matter and energy around to balance.

Like a domino effect, more and more matter and energy were quickly balanced.

And the speed of its transmission was getting faster and faster.

Soon, it surpassed the transmission speed between the endless matter and energy when Gonggong was squeezed before.

And it was still rising exponentially.

"This..."

What happened in front of him made Ao Changsheng, who had avoided this force at the beginning and left this universe, stunned.

"Is this... Pangu's power?"

Pangu's power has never been pure brute force, and pure brute force has never been able to open up the vast wilderness.

Only the power that seems like a miracle is Pangu's power. Perhaps, He is already very weak.

But... it still contains the power to create the world.

Under the blessing of the Taoist temple, the powerful divine consciousness of Saint Ao Changsheng closely observed this vast world.

One day, two days... one year, two years... a full ten years passed, and the already extremely powerful miracle power completely covered the entire universe.

The endless matter and energy of the entire vast universe completely returned to balance, and the originally chaotic time and space also returned to normal.

As for Gonggong, who created all this.

Ten years have passed, and it is unknown when he has recovered the original powerful ancestor witch body from that group of unidentified objects.

No, more than that.

After the Pangu power was triggered, Gonggong's ancestor witch body was different from before, although it was very subtle.

But just like the Pangu power that sorted out the heaven and earth at the beginning, the change was also gradually expanding, and finally affected Gonggong's entire ancestor witch body.

Buzz——

At the moment when Gonggong's entire ancestor witch body was completely transformed, the avenue of water that had been surrounding Gonggong suddenly trembled.

Then it was directly thrown into Gonggong's body and merged with Gonggong's body at a rapid speed.

Gonggong's realm was rising rapidly, and his Daluo perfect cultivation was undergoing a shocking transformation.

This is!

Quasi-saint!

At this time, Hongjun Daozu had not yet become a saint and preached, and had not yet passed down the secret method of beheading the three corpses to prove the Tao.

Gonggong became the first quasi-saint of this era without alarming anyone!

Although... he was still in a coma.