Though she was ready for action, the Yin Prince was numb to current developments. She didn't find anything wrong with Lie Shan being able to project God’s true form. After all, the youth had already first produced Pangu’s figure.

Lu Yun clearly sensed a wave of fear skitter in the void the moment God’s body appeared. The combined might of Worldcarver, God’s body, and the Yin Prince’s carriage finally resulted in strength that frightened the uncurbed akasha ghost.

“Waugh—” Its rough gash for a mouth shrieked piercingly and abruptly retreated from Pangu’s body, vanishing as a wisp of shadow. The terrifying aura and boundless negativity in the surroundings also disappeared with it.

Lu Yun plopped down on the ground, panting heavily for breath.

“Thank goodness it was scared off. If we really broke out into a fight, either you or me would have to die in the clash.” His heart still pounded furiously from the stand-off.

“Hmph, of course you'd be the one to die,” snorted Yulei.

“I don’t know who would die out of me and the Flame Emperor, but the two of you would be demolished without a trace left behind.” The Yin Prince walked out of...