Chapter 1799: Saints
At this moment, Pan Zu had not recovered from his injuries, and his strength was far less than before. This was the weakest moment, and it was also the best time to attack.

"If Pan Zu is destroyed, then the Tower of Babel..."

Zhang Qian's heart moved and his eyes became hot.

Zhang Qian would naturally not let go of the Tower of Babel, which was related to the other universe. This kind of treasure was priceless, even more precious than the Chaos Pearl. If he could go to the other universe through the Tower of Babel, then...

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian no longer hesitated. With a thought, he took out the Dongyuan Sword Gourd and prepared to open the door to the world according to the void coordinates where his clone was located.

But before he could make a move, Pan Zu, who had transformed into a blue vortex, moved again.

Rumble!
The huge vortex exploded, and the center of the vortex containing endless suction condensed, and a pitch-black crack in the void appeared. The crack was barely visible at first, but soon turned into a pitch-black black hole, emitting terrifying suction.

However, this terrible suction was resisted by the suction from the vortex transformed by Panzu. The two forces canceled each other out, causing the black hole to float quietly there.

Zhang Qian hurriedly stopped the action of opening the door to the world, hid his clone, and watched secretly.

Swish!
An extremely illusory human figure, or an illusion, suddenly flashed in the pitch-black black hole.

The phantom was blurry and unclear at first, but it became solid the next moment.

"No chance!"

Zhang Qian exclaimed in surprise. This solid phantom was clearly the One and Only, or rather, the One and Only’s immortal thought.

A breath of great freedom and ease, transcending everything and not being bound by any law, emanated from the immortal thoughts of Wanwuyi. It was incompatible with the entire world and did not seem like a creature of this world at all.

Zhang Qian had only one feeling after seeing it. At this moment, Wan Wuyi seemed to have descended from the three-dimensional world to the two-dimensional world. Nothing in the two-dimensional world could affect him, but he could see through everything in the two-dimensional world.

Above the world, beyond the universe!
Zhang Qian could see that the Wan Wuyi that appeared at this moment was not his real body, but just a small thought. However, just a small thought had such incredible power.

"Sure enough, he has completely recovered from the severe injury he suffered under Pangu's true form, and has become even stronger. However, this kind of gaze..."

Zhang Qian looked carefully and found that Wan Wuyi's gaze had become different, as if the gazes of many people had merged into one, appearing extremely messy and still changing.

Sometimes he seemed extremely majestic, sometimes vague and illusory, sometimes he became indifferent and ruthless, and sometimes he showed a playful look. All kinds of different looks changed back and forth in his eyes, which was extremely strange.

But no matter how his gaze changed, every look flashed with the meaning of looking down on the universe from above.

Fortunately, Zhang Qian's clone was far away and used the Chaos Pearl to conceal the secret, otherwise, he was not sure whether he would be discovered by Wan Wuyi.

At this moment, Wan Wuyi is like a collection of the wills of many transcendent powerful beings. He may still retain his own will, but he is no longer an independent self. Those fragments of the wills of transcendent powerful beings that were swallowed and integrated by him are no longer silent, and have become the masters of Wan Wuyi's immortal thoughts.

"Greetings to all the saints!"

Panzu and the pitch-black snake revealed their true forms, bowed to Wan Wuxing with lowered brows and saluted, calling out the name of the sage, appearing extremely humble.

"Saint? Hahahaha!"

Wan Wuyi laughed wildly, his laughter shook the void, and it was mixed with many different kinds of laughter.

"You, a little god and demon, still have some savvy. What do you think? Does Hongjun agree?" Wan Wuyi asked without any politeness.

"Faced with the temptation of another universe, how could he not agree?"

"Very good, this person is the destined ruler of this world, favored by the infinite heaven, and no one can compete with him. His existence is a great obstacle to our plan. Now he is tempted by the other universe and will perish sooner or later. You are a chaotic god and devil, a natural ruler of the laws. As long as you help us succeed, this huge primitive world will be your place of practice in the future!"

Wan Wuyi's strange Taoist voice sounded, promising Pan Zu an astonishing Taoist fruit.

“When I recover from my injuries, I will attract the might of the four seas and infuse it into the Nine Netherworlds. With the mighty might of the four seas, I will build the Supreme Holy Altar!”

Pan Zu said respectfully.

"Very good. This is the Dao text that connects to the Nine Nether Holy Altar. If you follow the Dao text, you can transfer the power of the four seas to it. Remember this!"

As he spoke, Wan Wuyi waved his hand and produced an extremely profound Taoist text. This was the first time Zhang Qian had seen such a text. It was completely different from any Taoist text in the prehistoric world. It was so twisted and curved that it looked like earthworms twisting.

Each Taoist text is not complicated, with only a few strokes. However, the mystery exuded by these few strokes makes people dizzy and is beyond the comprehension of living beings.

Pan Zu carefully took the Taoist text, and Wan Wuyi's figure disappeared instantly. The pitch-black black hole also slowly closed, and finally no trace was left.

"Wan Wuyi is not afraid of being found out by Hongjun? This is the fairy island controlled by Hongjun."

Zhang Qian, who was in the Zhongda World, slowly calmed down his excitement and frowned in thought.

This Panzu really surprised him. Not only did he join forces with Hongjun, he also reached a deal with Wanwuyi, or the transcendental powerful being within Wanwuyi.

Judging from the conversation between Wan Wuyi and Pan Zu, it is obvious that both parties are working together to plot against Hongjun.

"The Netherworld? The holy altar? Wan Wuyi is hiding in the Netherworld. What is the holy altar?"

Zhang Qian had many doubts in his mind and was puzzled.

The Nine Netherworld is a space deep beneath the earth of the prehistoric world, filled with endless evil spirits. Previously, the Qilin clan was sealed in the Nine Netherworld by Hongjun Town. To most creatures in the prehistoric world, the Nine Netherworld is a place more mysterious and terrifying than the sea of ​​blood. Few people have ever been there.

That was a real Jedi. When the Qilin clan just entered the Nine Netherworld, they were attacked by endless underground evil energy and almost died and were wiped out.

Moreover, the size of the Nine Netherworld is almost the same as that of the Primordial World. Basically, as vast as the Primordial World is, the Nine Netherworld is as vast. Such a vast Nine Netherworld contains countless secrets, but no one dares to explore.

Wan Wuyi hid in the Nine Netherworld, and no one could find him. The Nine Netherworld is almost the same size as the prehistoric land, so isn't it easy to hide someone there?
"What exactly are these transcendental strong men planning?"

Zhang Qian felt a great sense of alarm in his heart, and he felt that a storm was about to come, a catastrophe was about to occur, and even the prehistoric world might undergo earth-shaking changes.

"Haha, what am I worried about? After all, the Great World is my foundation. Even if the Great World is torn into pieces, it will only benefit me. There is no harm at all. Go ahead and make a fuss. Don't let me down!"

The more chaotic the prehistoric world was, the more frequent disasters there were, and the faster the various worlds secretly stole the origin of the prehistoric world. Now that all the heavens and worlds were firmly controlled by him, outsiders who entered the heavens and worlds were no match for him at all. With the foundation of invincibility, Zhang Qian's initial worries were immediately thrown out of the window.

(End of this chapter)