Chapter 360 Verifying the Conjecture
Fu Tu's thoughts are in harmony with the world, and through the authority of a saint, he can trace back to the past.

Various scenes about Dijiang appeared before my eyes as if I had pressed the rewind key.

It was not until the beginning of this era that it was finally discovered that Dijiang emerged from the inner chaos.

Obviously, he had been hiding in the past, but now that the situation has become clear, he has appeared in the prehistoric world.

However, the specific identity of the other party has not yet been figured out and the pursuit has to continue.

Through the breath of Dijiang, we continue to go back to a more distant time.

During the Longhan Tribulation, no similar aura was found.

The ferocious beast Liangjie was finally found, but its identity surprised him.

It is shaped like a yellow sac and is as red as cinnabar fire.

It has six legs and four wings, and is solid and headless.

That's right!

The specific identity of the other party turned out to be one of the four chaotic beasts.

He luckily survived the catastrophe of the ferocious beast and today wears the vest of Dijiang.

Now that he knew the other party's specific identity, he would not continue to investigate.

As for the purpose of Hun Dun or Di Jiang, he was not very interested.

Then he shifted his gaze and gradually fell on Gonggong next to him.

This person is a celebrity.

The name has been spread through the ages.

People nicknamed him Iron Head Kid!

Anyone who can leave traces over the long years must be no ordinary person.

His mind was once again detached, and through the authority of the saints, he wandered through time.

Based on the aura he exudes, we go back in time and try to find out his identity.

Everything was put on rewind mode, and the opponent's first appearance was also in inner chaos.

Time continues to go back.

The Longhan calamity, the ferocious beast calamity, and finally returning to the beginning of the world, instantly made him frown.

Yes!

He didn't find it!
Even with his saint-level power, he couldn't find any trace of Gonggong.

This shows that this ancestor witch Gonggong never appeared in the ancient times from beginning to end.

How can this be?

Could it be that the other party has been living in inner chaos since the beginning of the world?
Is it possible to endure this?
Can you endure the long loneliness?
Don’t you even take a look at the colorful world like Honghuang?
He went back in time again and looked at it in more detail, watching it over and over again.

From beginning to end, from end to beginning, over and over again, but the result still disappointed him.

Apart from the other party's appearance in the inner chaos and official stepping into the prehistoric world, he did not find any clues.

There was a thoughtful gleam in Futu's eyes, and he tapped the armrest lightly with his right index finger.

"First, there is really nothing wrong with the other party. He is indeed an ascetic monk."

"It's not impossible, but it's just very small, not enough for him to believe."

"Second, there is a being of the same level who took action to conceal his identity."

Compared with the first possibility, he is more inclined to the second one.

So who is it?
The Demon Ancestor Rāhu?

Or maybe the four sacred beasts?

Why did the Demon Ancestor come up with such a plan?

Why did the four sacred beasts do this?
All kinds of doubts make my thoughts full of loopholes, as a saint in the ancient world.

In the ancient world, he can be said to be omniscient and omnipotent, and nothing can be hidden from him.

Even if the four sacred beasts of Demon Ancestor Rāhu joined forces to cover for him, he would still be able to find traces of them.

But now I can't find even a single hair, so there is only one possibility left.

It is highly likely that this ancestor witch Gonggong does not exist inside this world.

Maybe he is a wanderer in the chaos, or a spy from another world.

When this thought came to his mind, he immediately realized that it was a great possibility.

But this idea is also wrong.

That is, as an outsider, he must have an alien aura.

How do you wash it?

And it can be washed so clean?

Either there is something wrong with it, or there is Hunyuan Daluo standing behind it!

Various possibilities emerge before my eyes, but which one it is, once I grasp it, I will know it clearly.

His gaze continued to shift and finally landed on Hou Tu, the founder of the Wu clan.

For the prehistoric world, it was just adding a tribe, nothing big. Perhaps the emergence of the Wu tribe could make the prehistoric world even more exciting.

For him, it was a bit disgusting, but that was all.

Those who do not become saints are all ants.

If the voice hadn't been so loud, he might not have even looked outside.

The other ancestor witches were fine, but Gonggong made him feel a little curious.

Fu Tu slowly stretched out his right hand at the moment of passing through the barrier of heaven.

boom!
The terrifying aura was spreading, transforming into a giant palm that covered the three thousand avenues.

It covers the heavens and sweeps across the universe.

It was like a vast and boundless world, crashing down from the sky.

In an instant.

The sky and the earth lost their color, the sun and the moon lost their radiance, and it seemed as if everything in the world was about to be destroyed.

In fact, not even a single white cloud was harmed.

It passed through the middle in a very strange way, demonstrating its ability to make light of heavy objects.

But that unparalleled surging power poses a fatal threat to people.

"I'm coming!"

"Finally took action!"

...............

The Daluo from the heavens and the Golden Immortals who were watching were extremely excited.

The voice was full of gloating, as if he had already witnessed the scene of the witch clan's demise.

Looking at the terrifying giant palm falling from the sky, the faces of the Twelve Ancestral Witches changed drastically.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Hou Tu stood up with a solemn expression and shouted to the sky:

"God!"

"We are just building a tribe."

"Don't you have the tolerance to tolerate others?"

The giant palm that covered the sky continued to fall with unabated momentum.

This made Hou Tu subconsciously clench her fists and clench her two rows of silver teeth tightly together.

"Pangu Palace, come out!"

Boundless magical power continuously poured into Pangu Palace.

At the moment of the sacrifice, Pangu Palace instantly spread out endless light of the avenue.

The Supreme Avenue is spreading and evolving into an impenetrable fortress, blocking everyone's heads.

Zhou Shan, not far away, responded from afar, gradually lighting up one immortal mark after another.

Under the gaze of countless onlookers, the two collided in an instant.

There is no dazzling light.

There was no earth-shattering roar.

There are only two powerful wills communicating with each other.

"This emperor has no interest in Hou Tu. If you catch Gong Gong, turn around and leave. Get out of the way quickly."

The hazy spirituality inside Pangu Temple is still humming non-stop.

But he never took a step back, nor did he launch an attack, but instead fell into hesitation.

The two are in a stalemate.

The Daluo from the heavens and the Golden Immortals who were watching were all confused at this moment.

I have no idea what the two are doing.

"If you're worried."

"Then you just protect Hou Tu."

Fu Tu's majestic voice was transmitted into Pangu Palace through the giant palm covering the sky.

In an instant, Pangu Palace no longer hesitated, and instantly made way, covering Hou Tu's head.

? ? !

The other eleven ancestor witches were all stunned. They never expected such a thing to happen.

If you remove the Pangu Temple, how can we expect everyone to survive? Are you only caring about yourself?
Aren't you the leader?

Where has your responsibility gone?

Little did she know that Hou Tu was also confused, but the giant palm covering the sky continued to fall.

The Eleventh Ancestral Witches' faces changed drastically in an instant, and they turned around and ran without even thinking.

It turned into streaks of light and fled in all directions, trying to escape the coverage of the giant palm.

(End of this chapter)