The Divine Robe Daoist flew in the direction the leader of the Divine Spirits had summoned him as he pondered.
He already felt Pangu's terrifying aura before he reached his destination.
His speed slowed down.
Pangu was not Han Jue who could still give him a way out.
Compared to Han Jue, Pangu's reputation was even more ferocious. He had established a terrifying reputation by slaughtering an era!
The Divine Robe Daoist suddenly wanted to turn around.
"Why don't we forget it? It's been a while. Pangu has yet to be suppressed. I was also cannon fodder in the past."
The Divine Robe Daoist thought silently and turned around.
His body was suddenly destroyed, leaving only a remnant soul. He fled and disappeared into the spatial turbulence.
…
After several months, the vast heavenly might vanished, signaling the end of Pangu's operation.
Han Jue looked up. He couldn't spy on that war or deduce the outcome.
