Chapter 1042: Chapter 1042

"Land of Slumber? The Primordial Heavenly Path in slumber..."

As the shadow at the head of the hall finished speaking, many Quasi-Saints inside turned pale. Check latest chapters at novel⁂fire.net

Of the nearly thirty present, only a few truly understood the destination of this impending journey.

The words from the Primordial Chaos Daluo Realm projection were obscure, leaving many details unsaid, but none were fools here; they’d gathered much from those few uttered words.

There was a simultaneous change of complexion, with several showing reluctance, seemingly wanting to back down.

"Lord Emperor Pan, I calculated the days, and my cave mansion’s Demon Bull is about to give birth any moment now,"

"Such an important event; if I’m not there, I won’t be at ease."

"I must rush back now. Going to the Land of Slumber, whether I’m there or not, it won’t make much difference, I won’t join the chaos!"

"Respected elders, please forgive me..."

After a moment of the Quasi-Saints exchanging glances, one with large ears and a body full of fat hesitated before stepping forward.

Bow toward several illusory shadows at the hall’s head, he respectfully greeted and cautiously spoke.

Judging by his words, he must have come to this maritime region on Emperor Pan Ancestor’s command.

Those under Emperor Pan Ancestor often bore six arms, yet apart from being fat, he showed no such anomaly.

Perhaps, he wasn’t under Emperor Pan Ancestor but was an external supporter invited like Chen Hai through some means.

"You want to leave?" Emperor Pan Ancestor interrupted the fat man before he could finish.

Even though he was just an illusory shadow, his exact expression remained unclear, but his voice carried an eerie chilliness.

"Urgent matters in the cave mansion, hope the Ancestor understands!" The fat man hesitated, gritted his teeth, and responded.

When Emperor Pan Ancestor found him, he only mentioned a significant opportunity to be bestowed upon him.

But didn’t mention this opportunity’s connection to Primordial Heavenly Path, heading to the possible Land of Slumber.

If he knew these inside tales, no matter how Emperor Pan Ancestor coerced or tempted, the fat man wouldn’t have come here.

After all, even exalted Saints are merely beings below the Heavenly Path.

Even the sleeping Primordial Heavenly Path is far more terrifying than ordinary Saints.

The fat man realizes his insignificant weight; encountering the Primordial Heavenly Path, he might not even know how he perishes!

Back in ancient times, a not-weak Quasi-Saint could aspire to please the Heavenly Path and receive its power, rapidly ascending to become a Heavenly Path Saint.

The terrifying strength of the Primordial Heavenly Path, which could effortlessly create Saints, can be roughly imagined.

"A forcibly twisted melon is not sweet. I, Emperor Pan Ancestor, never like coercing others."

"If you wish to leave, suit yourself!"

"The hall’s door has always been open; feel free to come or go, suit yourselves!"

With a clear tone of displeasure, Emperor Pan Ancestor snorted.

With a cold gaze towards the fat man, his sharp eyes swept across the others present.

Fortunate, knowing they can freely choose to stay or leave; though many seemed tempted, apart from the fat man, no one else dared to act on their thoughts.

Seeing Emperor Pan Ancestor’s words, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, saluted the shadows at the hall’s head again, and turned toward the ever-open hall door.

Outside the hall, the once-blue ocean was now black.

The reason was simple; during that time, the Mysterious Turtle had been carrying the hall downward, diving unfathomably deep beneath the sea.

The fat man stepped out of the hall; soon, an ’ah’ was heard with a splash as his body immediately exploded.

Any traces of his presence vanished instantly under the water’s brush.

The deeper the water, the more terrifying the pressure.

But regardless, the fat man was a Quasi-Saint strong one, summoned by Emperor Pan Ancestor of the Primordial Chaos Daluo Realm must mean his strength wasn’t that poor!

His strength should withstand any depth’s pressure; neither water pressure should explode him.

This outcome indisputably resulted from Emperor Pan Ancestor’s manipulation.

The fat man’s demise silenced those eager-to-act, forcing them into immediate silence.

"Come as you please, leave as you please, think this is some place?"

"Since he agreed to go to the Land of Slumber under my Emperor Pan Palace’s name, at this juncture, he betrayed, see, punished!"

"With this example laid here, everyone should know what the wisest choice is!"

Emperor Pan Ancestor grinned, seemingly taking joy in misfortune.

Speaking, he glanced at everyone with a meaningful gaze.

Clearly trying to intimidate them, everyone heard the underlying threat.

But they couldn’t refute or show dissatisfaction.

Because, in the Primordial Land, they may stir wind and rain as Quasi-Saints but held no capital before the Primordial Chaos Daluo Realm.

Even Chen Hai was no different.

With the Mirror Moon Divine Stone in hand, he understood the vast gap between him and the Primordial Chaos Daluo.

Especially knowing the hall didn’t only contain Emperor Pan Ancestor in the Primordial Chaos Daluo Realm.

Though the few at the hall’s head were only projections, not their actual bodies, no one could guarantee if the need arose, the Primordial Chaos Great Powers wouldn’t come.

Chen Hai knew that Primordial Chaos Great Power not descending to Primordial was a mere illusion.

That day, while hiding within the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven, Divine Ancestor Douzhan came with his true form.

"Sirs, when shall we depart for the Land of Slumber?"

After silent observing, finally, someone spoke.