Chapter 1176: The Remnants of the Pan Cult
After telling her guess about the old man Minghe, Yao Chi Jinmu replied affirmatively: "It must be so. Minghe is the descendant of the Chaos Gods and Demons. The blood sea where he is is made up of the blood of countless Chaos Gods and Demons. If he gets the Chaos God and Demon embryo body in your hand, it is entirely possible that he can rely on the foundation of the entire blood sea to return to the body of a Chaos God and Demon."

Zhang Qian suddenly felt something was wrong. The Styx Patriarch was not a good person, but a first-class vicious person. He owned the Blood Sea, and it was said that the Styx would not die until the Blood Sea dried up. He was an innate great god bred by the entire Blood Sea. The Blood Sea was formed by the dirty blood of Pangu and the blood of the Chaos Gods and Demons killed by Pangu. The Styx Patriarch was born in such a dangerous place. Who knows how much blood inheritance of Chaos Gods and Demons he got from the Blood Sea?
Zhang Qian would rather face Kunpeng directly than to fight against the ancestor of the Styx. This innate god is not only impossible to kill, but also extremely ferocious.

“You don’t have to worry too much.” Seeing Zhang Qian’s worried expression, Yao Chi Jin Mu comforted him, “No matter how powerful the Styx is, I am not someone you can easily mess with. No one can match him in the blood sea, but outside the blood sea, there are plenty of people who can take care of him.”

Zhang Qian shook his head slightly and said no more. He thought for a moment and realized that before he even entered the prehistoric world, he had been targeted by the Patriarch of the Styx, the Patriarch of Kunpeng, and the Candle Dragon. These people were no ordinary people and each one was more terrifying than the other.

"It seems that this Chaos Stone cannot be exposed any more in the future, otherwise who knows how many prehistoric gods and demons will target it."

After discussing with the Queen Mother of the West for a while, when her will dissipated, Zhang Qian hurriedly used the Sancai Hunyuan Pen to perform the magical power of seeing through the wall, and the scene on the other side of the sword world appeared in the water mirror.

When he saw the scene in the water mirror clearly, he was shocked. He saw that above the vast battlefield of the Kendo World, a sword shadow that was as tall as the sky had appeared out of nowhere. The sword shadow was so huge that the Kendo World was just an invisible grain of rice in front of it.

Seeing such a huge sword shadow standing there, Zhang Qian originally thought that this was the Sword Ancestor's supreme sword power, but unexpectedly it was not the case at all. In that sword shadow, there was actually another person's figure.

This man was wrapped in an extremely huge sword shadow. He had an ordinary face and looked a little dull. Zhang Qian recognized this man. It was Pan Dao Yu, whom he had not seen for a long time!
"How could it be him!"

Zhang Qian was stunned. The last time he saw Pan Dao Yu was in the Divine Tree World, at Gai Xianfan’s succession ceremony. At that time, Gai Xianfan passed the position of the head of the Tianjian Sect to Pan Dao Yu, and then disappeared. His whereabouts were unknown in the Thirty-three Heavens, and there is still no news of him to date.

Zhang Qian never expected to see Pan Dao Yu again, and under such circumstances.

Pan Dao Yu's body was shrouded in the incredible sword shadow. At first glance, there was no change from before. However, Zhang Qian discovered that Pan Dao Yu's swordsmanship at this moment had undergone a drastic qualitative change compared to before.

At first, Pan Daoyu's swordsmanship was far inferior to Gai Xianfan's, but now the swordsmanship he displayed was on par with that of Sword Ancestor!

"How can this be!"

Zhang Qian was puzzled. How did Pan Daoyu improve his sword realm to this level in such a short time? Even if someone used the time acceleration technique for Pan Daoyu, it shouldn't have allowed his sword realm to improve so much.

The practice of kendo depends entirely on one's comprehension and talent. If one lacks talent, it is useless to rely on slow work. If one has enough talent, one can improve kendo to an unimaginable level in a short period of time.

Just like Luo Qinghong, she only practiced for more than ten years and she has mastered the sword art to the level of being the only one who can do it!
But Pan Daoyu's talent in swordsmanship cannot be compared with Luo Qinghong's.

With endless doubts in his mind, Zhang Qian hurriedly flew towards the world of swordsmanship.

And no one knew what Pan Dao Yu was saying in the water mirror, but he actually stopped the fight between Demon Ancestor and Sword Ancestor. Both Demon Ancestor and Sword Ancestor looked horrified, as if they had seen some terrifying existence.

When Zhang Qian finally arrived near the Sword World, he was suddenly attacked by an astonishing sword intent. This sword intent was all-encompassing and all-inclusive, as if the origin of Sword World had appeared in the world. The source was precisely that huge sword shadow, or Pan Dao Yu.

"This is!"

When he flew over the vast battlefield, he saw Pan Daoyu standing in the huge sword shadow, while Jian Zu was madly dancing the Taibai Fenjing Sword in his hand, waving out an endless river of sword light. But the huge sword shadow remained motionless, allowing countless rivers of sword light to wash back and forth without changing at all. Moreover, this sword shadow not only blocked Jian Zu's supreme sword art, but also swallowed up those rivers of sword light one by one!

"Remnants of the Pan Cult! How is it possible that you still exist?"

Sword Master's voice was trembling, and there was a strong fear in the depths of his eyes.

He stared closely at Pan Dao Yu in the sword shadow and uttered the four words "remnants of Pan Sect".

These four words made Zhang Qian, who was hiding in the dark, startled!
"The remnants of the Pan Sect, could it be that Pan Daoyu is a member of the Pan Sect? Didn't Tiancang say that the Pan Sect had already been completely possessed by demons in the last cosmic era, and then was destroyed by the powerful saints of the entire heavens and myriad worlds?"

Thinking of what Tiancang had told him about the origin of the Ruins of Era, Zhang Qian's eyes became different when he looked at Pan Daoyu again.

"Remnants? What a joke. My Pan Cult is the lord of the heavens, and you dare to call me remnants. There is no need to waste time today. Just hand over what you have in your hands. You all know that this day will come sooner or later. I think you are all ready."

Pan Daoyu's tone was extremely calm, but it contained a will that could not be disobeyed.

It is hard to imagine whether he had been pretending before or he had only recently made rapid progress to this level.

"Don't even think about it! In the last cosmic era, your Pan Sect almost destroyed the heavens and myriad worlds. Countless worlds and countless lives died in your Pan Sect's hands! The sins of the Pan Sect are as heavy as the abyss of the sea. Moreover, the Pan Sect has long been destroyed, and all causes and effects have disappeared. You, the remnant, are courting death by trying to re-establish the Pan Sect!"

The demon ancestor was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he scolded in a sharp voice.

"What about you? Do you think so too?"

Pan Dao Yu seemed not to have heard the words of the Demon Ancestor and turned to look at the Sword Ancestor.

The Sword Ancestor shivered involuntarily when being stared at by Pan Daoyu. This scene made countless sword practitioners in the Sword Dao World feel absurd. This was the Sword Ancestor, the source of the sword dao of the heavens, and he was actually frightened by Pan Daoyu.

They didn't know the origin of the Pan Sect, nor did they know how terrifying the Pan Sect was in the past, and they couldn't understand what the Sword Ancestor was thinking at this moment.

Seeing Pan Dao Yu forcing the Sword Ancestor in this way, hundreds of millions of peerless sword practitioners could no longer bear it and stabbed out the magic swords in their hands one after another.

Seeing countless sword lights and sword beams piercing towards him, Pan Daoyu glanced at them calmly and said, "It seems that this is your answer. That's good. I have given you the opportunity, but it's a pity that you don't cherish it, so it's all gone to waste!"

"Insanity!"

Countless sword cultivators, including countless peerless monsters, scolded Pan Daoyu after hearing what he said.

But the Sword Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor's expressions changed drastically!
(End of this chapter)