Ji Changsheng spoke solemnly: "Fellow Daoists, constantly avoiding battle and running away whenever we encounter Pangu is not a long-term solution. We might escape for a time, but we cannot hide forever. We must find a way to kill Pangu; otherwise, we will never have peace."
Jie Yin and Cundi exchanged another anthropomorphic glance.
Jie Yin nodded proactively, his voice still bitter: "You speak the truth. If we confront Pangu again, I have no confidence in escaping. We cannot keep enduring this."
At this moment, He was seriously injured.
One more battle, Pangu would be stronger, and He would be weaker.
Delaying would solve nothing.
Cundi understood this clearly as well.
However, He was also aware of another crucial point.
"Even if the three of us join forces, we are still no match for Pangu. We've already tried that." Cundi remarked, "What's more, we do not trust you."
