"I'm going back to my original form, be careful on your own from now on."
As the words fell, everything returned to silence.
The Human Emperor was no longer.
No.
To be precise, this strand of Pangu's consciousness had returned to its origin.
It had hidden its consciousness in the blood mist, following the Evil Demon in creating worlds, witnessing countless beings brought into existence, yet could only exist under the arrangements of the Evil Demon.
Perhaps, for it, this was an extremely painful ordeal.
Wu Xiaode stood still for a moment, then suddenly leaped up.
Sarina!
This was ridiculous, the Evil Demons had always been searching for ways to communicate with the Holy Realm.
Sarina appeared right in front of them, always existing, yet they mistook her as just a pseudo saint created by Pangu's Blood.
The Evil Demons were completely blind to her!
Wu Xiaode jumped up, brushed his hand over the ring, and immediately brought out a pair of black boxing gloves.
