"Hah, what a slap on the face, hah!" In Ji Hao's spiritual space, the mysterious man watched Spirit Wa perform the magnificent spell of creation through Ji Hao's eyes. Strands of glistering mist drifted in the underground hall, showing how Saint Pan Gu created the world to Ji Hao and Si Wen Ming. Meanwhile, the mysterious man's eyes shone with a beautiful blue light while he slapped straight on his own forehead.
How many living beings in Pan Gu world ever had a chance to witness this moment when Saint Pan Gu created the world?
Si Wen Ming had already fallen unconscious, with blood gushing out of his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears. He had given his natural reward power to the nine cauldrons. Without the protection given by the natural reward power, his soul was not stronger than the souls of average Senior Magi by far. He was a human being after all, that his body could not withstand the overwhelming power of Dao.