Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

"It was indeed my oversight this time, and I will certainly not do it again in the future. Shall we have dinner and stay for a few days before leaving, or..."

At this moment, Donghuang Taiyi stepped forward and spoke.

"Let's have dinner and head back tomorrow! I really don't want to stay here a moment longer; I'm going crazy from the heat."

Originally, Donghuang Taiyi planned to leave immediately after seeing Kong Xuan, but since Huo Luan had agreed to stay for a banquet, he had no choice but to stay a little longer.

Upon hearing Donghuang Taiyi's words, Kong Xuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"It's only this hot, and you can't stand it? Are you kidding me?!"

When Donghuang Taiyi heard Kong Xuan teasing him like that, he just smiled.

"What does being afraid of the heat have to do with strength? I'm just naturally afraid of the heat. Be careful, next time I might take you to an extremely cold place."

Upon hearing the words "the land of extreme cold," Kong Xuan instantly lost his arrogance and repeatedly begged for mercy.

"The extreme cold? Forget about it! That place isn't suitable for me. You can go there yourself."

After the joke, Kong Xuan asked Ying Zheng.

"During my time in the Land of Blaze, has anything significant happened there?"

Although Kong Xuan was in the land of raging flames, he always kept in mind the movements in the primordial world.

Ying Zheng sighed softly and said to Kong Xuan.

What I'm about to say might be hard for you to accept right away, so you need to be prepared.

Kong Xuan racked his brains but couldn't think of anything that he could find hard to accept, so he nodded to Ying Zheng.

"The truth is, in the final battle, we killed Pangu."

Ying Zheng briefly described the situation at that time.

Upon hearing that Ying Zheng had killed Pangu, Kong Xuan's face showed extreme shock as he stared at Ying Zheng and said.

"Why did you kill the great god Pangu? What's wrong with you? Why?"

Ying Zheng had anticipated Kong Xuan's reaction and then said...

"In fact, the one who ultimately attempted to continue releasing the primordial world was Pangu. I saw through his scheme, and we killed him in the primordial world."

Upon hearing this, Kong Xuan was still unable to process all the information and slumped into his chair.

"Don't find it hard to accept; it's just the truth. At first, I also found it hard to believe, but I saw it with my own eyes."

Donghuang Taiyi walked up to Kong Xuan, patted him on the shoulder, and said gently.

Kong Xuan could never have imagined that Pangu would be the one who attempted to recreate the primordial world.

Huo Luan wanted to say something to Kong Xuan, but when she got to him, she didn't know where to start and had to back down.

"After the banquet, you can come back with us directly. If you wish to stay here, then you may."

Ying Zheng said to Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan was still immersed in the shock of the Pangu incident and found it difficult to calm down.

"I think I'll stay here; I don't want to go back yet."

After a moment, Kong Xuan said in a low voice.

Ying Zheng nodded to Kong Xuan after hearing this. But Donghuang Taiyi walked straight to Kong Xuan and said...

"What did you say? We came all this way to find you and take you back, but now you won't leave?"

The commotion caused by Donghuang Taiyi startled even Huoluan.

Kong Xuan tugged at Donghuang Taiyi's sleeve, gesturing for him to sit down first.

"It's not that I don't want to go back, I just want to stay here a little longer. I promised Huo Ling'er."

Donghuang Taiyi, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up again and asked Kong Xuan.

"You promised Huo Ling'er? What did you promise her?"

Kong Xuan then explained.

"I promised to accompany her to slay the monster, and she would give me something I desperately need after we succeeded. Therefore, I need to stay here."

Kong Xuan clasped his hands in a fist salute to Donghuang Taiyi and Ying Zheng.

When Donghuang Taiyi heard that Kong Xuan had stayed behind to improve his own strength, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought you were captivated by that princess. You gave me quite a fright."

Upon hearing Donghuang Taiyi's words, Kong Xuan burst into laughter and said to him.

"No, that's not true. I was just making an exchange with her. But this princess seems to be captivated by Ying Zheng. Didn't you notice?"

Donghuang Taiyi recalled the scene in the palace just now, and Huo Ling'er seemed to have been standing by Ying Zheng's side the whole time.

Donghuang Taiyi then cast a glance at Ying Zheng, only to find that Ying Zheng's face remained completely expressionless.

"Ying Zheng, what exactly did you do? You've completely bewitched that princess."

Ying Zheng remained calm as he spoke to Donghuang Taiyi.

"I didn't do anything. I don't know why she suddenly acted like this. Maybe you misunderstood."

Ying Zheng once again used this clumsy excuse to shut up Donghuang Taiyi and Huoluan.

Ying Zheng's nonchalant attitude even when lying truly impressed Huo Luan.

"Forget it, I'm not going to talk to you about it anymore."

Donghuang Taiyi waved to Ying Zheng and then continued his conversation with Kong Xuan and Huo Luan.

……

After leaving the main hall, Houtu arrived at the Pangu Palace and went straight into Pangu's heart.

After entering Pangu's heart, a remnant soul floated out from Houtu's body.

When Houtu saw the remnant soul appear, she hurriedly knelt down and spoke to it.

“Father God, please believe me, I will definitely accomplish your resurrection. I am persuading them right now.”

This remnant soul was transformed from a primordial spirit of Pangu.

When the God-Slaying Spear was about to kill Pangu, Pangu hid a wisp of his primordial spirit inside Houtu's body and then ended his own life.

"I have placed all my hopes on you. If you do not serve me well now, I will truly have betrayed my trust in you."

The remnant soul of Pangu spoke to Houtu.

Although Pangu's remnant soul spoke these words in an extremely peaceful tone, to Houtu, they sounded like thunderbolts.

Houtu lowered her head even further.

“Father God, this is all my fault. I have failed your trust. But please believe me, I will definitely handle this matter properly.”

Although it would be quite difficult to get the other eleven Ancestral Witches to contribute their strength, Houtu firmly believed that she could overcome this difficulty.

When the remnant soul of Pangu heard Houtu say this, it spoke to her.

"Very well, I will give you another chance. I hope you will not disappoint me then. I need to recover my primordial spirit now, you may leave now."

Houtu then withdrew from Pangu's heart and returned to her Dao abode. "What a bunch of useless people! They're good for nothing but causing trouble, and they always fail at crucial moments."

Houtu, who had just returned to the Dao Palace, looked angrily in the direction where the eleven Ancestral Witches were and said.

If the remaining eleven Ancestral Witches are willing to sacrifice their own strength, Pangu can be resurrected and lead the Witch Clan to a higher level.

However, these eleven Ancestral Witches, due to their own selfishness, were unwilling to relinquish their power, which deeply saddened Houtu.

Both were formed from the essence of Pangu's blood, so why is there such a huge difference between them?

The surrounding blood energy continuously merged into Pangu's remnant soul, nourishing this last vestige of Pangu's spirit.

It was through this remnant soul that Pangu entrusted himself to Houtu, in order to plot his resurrection.

After this ordeal, Pangu finally understood the way of forbearance.

They must recover to their peak strength before they can reopen the primordial world; otherwise, they will be obstructed by Ying Zheng and others, just like this time.

A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit. When Pangu placed his remnant soul into Houtu's body, he instructed her not to reveal it.

Fortunately, during the twenty days following Pangu's fall, Ying Zheng remained with the Wu tribe. Had it not been for Pangu's warning to Houtu, Houtu would have already been utterly killed by Ying Zheng.

"That despicable Ying Zheng! If it weren't for him, my plans would have succeeded long ago, and I wouldn't have ended up like this."

At this moment, the remnant soul of Pangu was consumed by rage at the mere thought of Ying Zheng. Ying Zheng seemed to have become Pangu's lifelong enemy after his rebirth.

After Pangu sensed Ying Zheng's departure, he instructed Houtu to summon the remaining eleven ancestral witches to discuss his resurrection plan.

However, to Pangu's dismay, his eleven essence bloods were unwilling to help him, which was something he had never expected.

Pangu's remnant soul had been separated from its original body for too long and needed to recuperate properly next to Pangu's original heart with the help of Houtu.

Pangu then entrusted the task of resurrection to Houtu, asking her to persuade the eleven ancestral witches.

After Houtu composed herself, she left the Dao Mansion and returned to the main hall.

Looking at the eleven ancestral witches who remained in the same place and had not left, Houtu said to them.

"If you are not willing to make even the slightest sacrifice for the resurrection of God the Father, what are you doing here hypocritically?"

Houtu was at a loss as to how to get the eleven ancestral witches to grant her request, so she could only take it one step at a time.

When the other ancestral witches saw that Houtu had returned, they all stood up and spoke to her.

"Why can't we mourn God the Father here? Who says that we must make a sacrifice for God the Father to show our reverence for Him?"

Houtu took a step forward and addressed the crowd.

“I tell you, without God the Father we would not be who we are today. Everything we have now is a gift from God the Father.”

Upon hearing Houtu's words, everyone sneered.

"We are merely the product of his essence and blood. Our strength is not bestowed upon us by him, but rather we have cultivated it step by step on our own."

Houtu sighed softly and addressed these ancestral witches.

"It's not asking you to give up your full strength, only a portion. After Father God is resurrected, he will help us regain our strength."

These words silenced the ancestral witches.

At first, they thought that sacrificing all their strength was a condition that no one would agree to.

But now, hearing what Houtu said, that they only need to give up a portion of their strength, and that Pangu can help them recover after his resurrection, they are somewhat tempted.

"Are you sure that once Father God recovers his strength, he will definitely help us improve our power? What if he despises us for being too weak and abandons us?"

One of the ancestral witches voiced his doubts.

Upon hearing this, Houtu keenly sensed that everyone was beginning to be tempted.

She immediately explained, "He definitely will. We are formed from his essence and blood, how could he possibly abandon us? Believe me, you will definitely get everything you want in time."

As everyone gazed at Houtu's incredibly sincere expression, their hearts were stirred.

However, at this moment, another question arose in her mind—how did Houtu know the method to revive Pangu?

Another ancestral witch raised this question on the spot.

"How did you know that by gathering our power into the Father God's body, we could resurrect him? You wouldn't be doing this for your own selfish desires, would you?"

There is indeed a secret technique in this world that can absorb the strength of others to enhance oneself, but this technique usually requires a blood relationship between the caster and the recipient.

Upon hearing this, the other ancestral witches also realized that something was amiss.

"Yeah, how did you know? Could it be just for your own benefit?"

Faced with everyone's doubts, Houtu slammed her hand on the table.

"Oh!"

The once noisy hall fell silent instantly.

Houtu then said solemnly, "Of course this was Father God's idea! Would I deceive you for my own benefit? After being with me for so long, don't you understand my character?"

Hearing Houtu say this, the doubts in everyone's hearts gradually dissipated.

"Then tell me, what exactly should we do to resurrect the Father? When should we begin?"

Gonggong, the ancestral witch, asked.

The other ancestral witches also nodded to Houtu, indicating their willingness to offer their power as a sacrifice to the father god Pangu.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Houtu explained in detail: "This matter still needs to wait for the remnant soul of the Father God to recover for a period of time, otherwise he will not be able to merge into the Father God's body."

Then, Houtu revealed the entire plan she had discussed with Pangu.

Upon hearing that Pangu's remnant soul still existed, everyone was greatly surprised and asked Houtu, "Could it be that Father God really did not perish? Is there still a remnant soul left in the world?"

Houtu nodded and affirmed, "Of course, otherwise how would I know that the Father God could be resurrected? And how would I know that Ying Zheng was still lurking in our Wu tribe?"

"These are all things that the remnant soul of the Father God told me. If it weren't for his reminder, we would have been wiped out by Ying Zheng long ago. We should be grateful for the existence of the remnant soul of the Father God."

Upon hearing this, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, they had ultimately agreed to sacrifice their strength.

Otherwise, if Pangu were to be resurrected in some other way in the future, he would definitely come looking for trouble with them, and might even wipe them out directly.

"The remnant soul of the Father God is still here, that's wonderful! Now our witch clan has someone to rely on, and we will no longer be oppressed by others."

For the Wu tribe, Pangu was like the backbone. When Pangu was strong, the Wu tribe was strong; when Pangu was weak, the Wu tribe was weak. Pangu was the Wu tribe's weathervane.

Thus, the twelve ancestral witches of the Wu tribe began to prepare intensively for the great event of Pangu's resurrection.

Prior to this, Houtu, following Pangu's instructions, led the remaining ancestral witches to set up a large formation around the witch clan to prevent Ying Zheng and others from entering.

After the formation was completed, the ancestral witch Gonggong couldn't help but ask, "Won't our formation alert the enemy?"

In fact, when Houtu first told them to set up the formation, everyone had doubts in their hearts, but they never voiced them.

Now, under the leadership of the ancestral witch Gonggong, everyone finally voiced their questions.

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, chimed in, "That's right. If we set up this formation, even if we have no ill intentions, people will suspect us of having ulterior motives. It'll feel like the thief crying 'stop thief!'"

Houtu, however, did not take it to heart and explained, "It's alright. We'll deal with whatever comes our way. Don't worry, Ying Zheng won't be back for a while. He's currently in the distant Land of Blazing Flames."

After the doubts were dispelled, Houtu led everyone back to the Wu tribe to continue preparations for the resurrection.

...(End of this chapter)