Menglin was extremely excited, but the entire Pangu Clan was not as happy as Menglin was.
Although the Pangu Clan had displayed their might in this battle, they had also seen the Demon Race rapidly closing the gap between them and the Pangu Clan.
If they gave the Pangu Clan more time, the Demon Race would become even stronger. How could the Twelve Zu Pan feel at ease?
In a thousand years, the Twelve Zu Pan were also confused. What should the Pangu Clan do in this period of time? How could they widen the gap between them and the Demon Race in a thousand years?
The Twelve Zu Pan had seen the Demon Race's Sky Demon Battle Formation. Although it was not as powerful as their own Twelve Pangu Fiend Divine Formation, if the Demon Race had tens of thousands of small formations like this, how could the Pangu Clan fight back?
Most importantly, they had all felt Dao Ancestor Hongjun's suppression of the Pangu Clan. This was what gave them the biggest headache.
The Twelve Zu Pan were not worried about the other almighties. No matter how strong the Demon Race was, they believed that the Pangu Clan had the ability to defeat them and destroy them.
However, they had no way of dealing with Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who was the strongest in the Eldritch Era.
This was because Hongjun had absolute power. In the face of absolute power, any scheme or trick would be useless.
The Twelve Zu Pan also wanted to discuss this with Menglin. After all, Menglin's power was obvious.
However, before they could say anything, Menglin chose to cultivate in seclusion as soon as he returned to the Pangu Clan.
This made the Twelve Zu Pan a little depressed. They knew that Menglin would have gained some enlightenment after this battle, especially after Menglin had used such a powerful mystique.
The Twelve Zu Pan also knew that Menglin had robbed the Demon Race. However, they had never thought of asking Menglin to spit it all out and use it to nurture the Pangu Clan's army.
In their opinion, Menglin had taken it all by himself. It all belonged to Menglin and had nothing to do with the Pangu Clan.
It had to be said that the Twelve Zu Pan was very generous. This was something the Demon Race could not do.
If the Demon Race had robbed the Pangu Clan of such a large amount of resources, their first reaction would have been to ask them to hand it over to the Pangu Clan.
This was the difference between the Pangu Clan and the Demon Race.
Just as the Twelve Zu Pan had thought, Menglin did not have the time to think about how many treasures he had robbed the Demon Race of the Demon Race.
After hearing Dao Ancestor Hong Jun's words, Meng Lin felt a trace of vigilance in his heart. The Dao of Space was probably not as simple as he thought.
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. Why did things turn out this way? It was completely different from what he had imagined. What was wrong with him?
Regarding this point, Meng Lin was bitterly pondering. One had to know that this was not a small problem. Although it was only a little bit of rejection, Meng Lin understood that a thousand-mile dike could destroy an ant nest.
When this little bit of rejection grew, he would have to endure an endless amount of backlash. Even if he had a strong Martial Dao Divine Body, he would not be able to withstand it.
Thinking of this, Menglin's heart could not help but sink. He also understood why Dao Ancestor Hongjun looked down on him. It was as if he was looking at a dead man!
Retreat?
But could Menglin still retreat?
No!
He had no way out. The moment he stepped on this path, he had lost his way.
Of course, Menglin had never thought of retreating. His personality did not allow him to retreat. His Great Dao did not allow him to hesitate.
Trying his best to clear the uneasiness in his Spiritual Sea, Menglin said to himself, "I am me. Pan Gu is Pan Gu. What he can't do doesn't mean that I can't do it.
Since I have chosen this path, no matter how big the consequences are, I will bear them all. I will not back down.
Hongjun, don't even think about using words to break my confidence. I will not give in! "
Speaking of this, Menglin's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light. In an instant, he made a new discovery. A trace of coldness flashed across his face.
"Hongjun, what an impressive method. A thousand years not only put pressure on the Pan and Yao Clans, forcing them to develop with all their might, but it also hinted at me.
You really think highly of me, Menglin. Are you afraid that I won't die and ruin your great cause?! "
A thousand years, five hundred years of preaching Dao. Clearly, he did not want to give Menglin time to rest and recuperate.
Using the general trend of the world, the Dao of Heaven forced Menglin into a dead end step by step, while Dao Ancestor Hongjun used his own methods to drive Menglin into a dead end step by step. While using Menglin, he did not want to give Menglin any chance to survive.
In the eyes of Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Menglin was an ant, an ant that could be destroyed at any time.
If not for the fact that Menglin still had a little bit of value, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's methods would be even more intense, and his situation would be even more dangerous.
Menglin's Dao was a heaven-defying Dao, which made Dao Ancestor Hongjun unable to tolerate him. But fortunately, the Dao of Heaven stood in front of Menglin, distracting Dao Ancestor Hongjun's energy.
Similarly, Dao Ancestor Hongjun also shared the energy of the Dao of Heaven. It was precisely because of this that Menglin was able to survive in that gap.
It was one thing to see the essence of the matter, but it was another thing to resolve all of this.
At least for now, Menglin did not have the ability to resolve all of this. He could only place his hopes on his own Dao.
He believed that the Dao was fair and that everything had a chance of survival. As long as he could seize this chance, everything would change. Everything would be different.
Menglin had such confidence in all of this. He believed that he could walk out a Dao that belonged to him. He believed that he could transcend this world, prove his Dao eternal, and become a Dao Lord.
After a thousand years, five hundred years of preaching Dao, after seeing through everything, he knew that this was just a trap, a trap that no one could avoid.
Five hundred years later, Menglin had to pay attention to whether he would go to the Hongjun Dao Palace to listen to the Dao and how the Pan Clan would decide. This was related to his future!
After stepping into the Martial God Realm, a thousand years would pass in the blink of an eye on the path of cultivation.
If he wholeheartedly cultivated, he would probably miss the preaching in five hundred years. How to choose became a huge problem.
After taking a deep breath, Menglin made a decision to wholeheartedly break in and perfect his inner world.
He worked hard to integrate the Clear Qi into this world. At the same time, he continued to perfect his supreme divine ability.
Before he used this divine ability, Menglin did not pay much attention to it.
However, after this actual battle, the power of this divine ability made Menglin excited. He had to do his best to perfect this divine ability, eliminate the many flaws in it, and make it even stronger.