At the moment when Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor spoke these four words with a complex expression, Demon Ancestor Luo Hou also blurted out.
At the same time, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, which was not his intent, but the instinct carried by the memories of the Chaos Demon Gods.
The reason Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor could control was that he was aligned with the Heavenly Dao, and his cultivation realm was stronger than that of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou.
The voice of Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor could not be heard by other beings, but the voice of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou was clearly heard by everyone.
All of The Three Pure Ones looked towards that ethereal figure, feeling inherently uneasy.
They claimed to be the orthodox lineage of Pangu and had always prided themselves on this identity, but this did not mean they wished to meet the Pangu God.
They themselves were transformed from the pure Qi of Pangu God, what should they do if they saw Pangu God?
"Impossible, the Twelve Ancestor Witches absolutely could not resurrect Pangu God!"
Taiching Saint said with utmost certainty.
Yuqing Yuanshi and Shang Qing Tong Tian also looked at that ethereal figure with grave expressions, they too did not believe that Pangu God could be revived.
As the orthodox lineage of Pangu, they naturally had part of Pangu God’s inheritance.
Given the realm of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, it was completely impossible for them to resurrect a being as powerful as Pangu God.
Even with their current realm as Saints, they could not fathom how powerful Pangu God truly was.
Regrettably, Pangu God’s inheritance was too difficult, far more challenging than cultivating the Immortal Dao.
Thus, although The Three Pure Ones claimed to be Pangu’s orthodox lineage, their path of cultivation was the Immortal Dao of Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor.
Lady Ping Xin was very surprised when she heard the voice of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, and even had not reacted yet.
When she did react, the sorrow from the deaths of the Twelve Ancestor Witches also brought forth a great surprise.
If the deaths of the Twelve Ancestor Witches could be exchanged for the resurrection of Pangu Father God, Lady Ping Xin could not only accept it but would also support it.
Even if it included her own sacrifice, it would be worth it.
For the Witch Clan, Pangu Father God is their most steadfast belief.
Originally when she was Houtu Ancestor Witch, she was able to follow the will of Pangu Father God, transforming into the cycle of reincarnation to mend the Primordial Heaven and Earth created by the Father God.
You know, at that time, she was prepared to die to accomplish this task, and the other eleven Ancestor Witches did not obstruct but supported her greatly.
Now with the disappearance of the Twelve Ancestor Witches and the revival of Pangu God, she felt a tremendous surprise.
Lady Ping Xin looked at that ethereal figure and excitedly said, "Father God!"
Zhunti Saint and Jieyin Saint also looked towards that ethereal figure, their expressions very solemn.
If Pangu God were resurrected, what kind of changes would occur in the Primordial World?
Nuwa Saint also looked at that ethereal figure, pondering in her heart.
If Pangu God truly resurrected, where would the future of the Demon Clan lead?
After all, the entire Primordial World was created by Pangu God; if Pangu controlled the Primordial World, could the Demon Clan still occupy the Heavenly Realm, as the foremost race in Primordial?
Compared to the Demon Clan, would Pangu God favor the Witch Clan more?
After all, the Witch Clan were the descendants of Pangu God, and it was because of the Twelve Ancestor Witches that Pangu God could be resurrected.
Under such circumstances, it was impossible for the Witch Clan to continue hiding in the Netherworld Great World controlled by Houtu Ancestor Witch.
Di Jun, looking at that ethereal figure and the Sky-opening Divine Axe, understood immediately after hearing the exclamation of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou.
If it was Pangu God, given his level of life, whether it was shielding the consciousness of an incarnation or erasing the soul of an incarnation, it would be effortless.
After all, Di Jun himself could accomplish this, let alone Pangu God.
However, in Di Jun’s perception, the current phantom did not seem like the resurrection of Pangu God.
That ethereal figure was ultimately ethereal, its level very high and powerful, but ultimately ethereal.
From Di Jun’s current perspective, transforming such a high level of life from virtual to real was impossible.
Just like how Di Jun’s Spiritual Illusion Realm could not simulate a higher level of life, it was too high, managing to exist in the ethereal was already extraordinary.
To think of transforming it from ethereal to real, Di Jun could not even imagine how difficult it would be.
Under the watchful eyes of various Saint level beings, that ethereal figure gradually began to solidify.
The surrounding Chaos Qi surged continuously, flowing into the ethereal figure.
As the Chaos Qi entered, starting from the head and facial features, the figure gradually became clear.
Seeing this scene, apart from Lady Ping Xin feeling a thrill of joy, other beings all had very solemn expressions.
Even sitting in the Purple Cloud Palace, Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor was the same.
They couldn’t help but wonder in their hearts: Had Pangu God truly resurrected?
Di Jun was now frowning deeply, his gaze firmly fixed on this scene, which had already exceeded his knowledge.
Could I have been mistaken?
Could Pangu God really resurrect?
This figure was still ethereal, although it seemed to gather its body with Chaos Qi, its essence was ultimately ethereal.
Di Jun believed in his judgment; Pangu God would not resurrect just like that.
Gradually, the surrounding Chaos Qi around ’Pangu God’ was exhausted, and its form had also solidified, appearing like a real body.