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Chapter 271: Chapter 192 Donghuang Taiyi: White-clothed Empress, Become My Dao Companion!

Chaotic World.

Pangu suddenly woke up from his cultivation, looking at the vast expanse of the Chaotic World, his deep eyes revealed surprise and astonishment.

“Has the origin of the Chaotic World grown stronger?”

“Em? Another great war erupted in the Primordial World?”

“Eh? This white-clothed woman has a decisive aptitude, actually possessing the same constitution as the Chaos Demon God… Not seeking to become a Saint, but just to wait for you in the mortal world, such devotion!”

“My power has once again been borrowed by twelve little guys, even assembling the Heavenly Creation Divine Axe!”

“Six Paths Reincarnation, huh? Heavenly Dao and Earth Dao? Still short of one Human Dao, when Heaven, Earth, and Man are perfect, can one reach Da Luo?”

“Chaos has grown larger again, my exploration time needs to be even longer.”

“Strange, how does the Tao strengthen the Chaotic World, could it be as his strength increases, the Chaotic World also grows stronger?”

“I recently found that the places of origin for the Three Thousand Great Dao are all wrong, is the Tao deliberately hiding them?

Why would it hide them?”

“Is it trying to stop my Tao Realm from achieving transcendence in the future?”

Pangu mumbled non-stop like a resentful wife, continually harping on about Wang Yi’s various faults, which almost made Wang Yi, who was making his way through the Awakening Space, double back and show up in Chaos to give Pangu a good beating.

“What the hell am I stopping your transcendence for?”

“When did I hide the origin of the Three Thousand Great Dao?”

“Isn’t this your own inability to find it?”

“Me, your father, has always been guiding you towards transcendence, alright!”

“If you could’ve entered the Tao Realm earlier, would I need to do everything personally?”

“Isn’t lying back and retiring comfortably fragrant?”

Wang Yi also cursed and grumbled, feeling quite upset about being complained at by his own son Pangu, but a voice in his head told him that this was his own son, not to be beaten, his own blood, and no matter how angry, he had to endure!

“Humph!”