Ice thunder shattered the ground.
Nine glaciers that had shrunk a lot due to the consumption in the war were raised inch by inch in the original forbidden land of Thunder God due to the watering and tempering of the extreme cold force.
The summit of one of the icebergs.
"Second Elder, I have counted and there are currently nine people in the clan whose bloodline has reached level seven."
"There are already thirty-six people with level six bloodline."
"There are two hundred and seven at level five."
"We have repaired six warships that can fly in the void. They can take all of our people away from this broken land shrouded in strange fog."
The short and fat Ice River elder explained the situation within the tribe.
The six elders of the Ice Clan were all on the top of this mountain at this moment. They would occasionally look towards the nearby mountain top, watching Pang Jian sitting motionless in the snow and ice.
"If he doesn't wake up and give a clear attitude, do we have to keep waiting?"
The fourth elder, Bing Jing, is a tall and thin old man from the Ice Clan. He has narrow eyes and is one of the more radical elders in the clan. He was also a staunch supporter of the first elder Bing Lan.
At this moment, he frowned and suddenly said, "Lord Pang Jian is not from the same clan as us."
The other five looked at him coldly.
"I have been secretly listening to the conversations of those people from Purgatory." Bing Jing looked down at the broken city and the protruding part of the sinkhole, and said, "Purgatory seems to be a forbidden place for the gods. The human race, who has never appeared in our historical records, is the master of Purgatory."
"Like us, a group that transformed with a strong bloodline was suppressed by humans in a dark and lightless place."
"All races like us are aliens in Purgatory and will be treated differently by humans."
After a pause, Bing Jing lowered his head and said, "Even if we migrate from the Ice and Thunder Shattered Land, it's best not to go to Purgatory, because we will definitely not be welcomed there."
"besides… "
He lowered his voice, "We all heard what the alien god with the bone spur on his back said to Lord Pang Jian. The true gods of the human race are in exile in the vast and endless galaxy, and are being hunted down by external gods."
"Honestly, we shouldn't get too involved with the human race, lest we become public enemies."
After listening to Bing Jing's thoughts, the five Ice Clan elders all fell silent.
No one scolded him, no one blamed him for his outrageous remarks.
Because they have been thinking about this issue repeatedly recently and are confused about the future.
"I really hope he is a member of the Ice Tribe."
After a long time, the Sixth Elder Binghe sighed.
“Perhaps, we will be separated in the end.” Fifth Elder Bingying sighed and said helplessly: “He will return to Purgatory, but Purgatory is not our home.”
"But the heart of winter is with him." Bingjing whispered.
"Have you forgotten how Binglan died?" Bingyuan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said, "No one has taken the Heart of Winter. After the arrival of the Leimeng Beast God, he will first take over the Thunder God's Forbidden Land, and then the Frozen Land. We, along with the Heart of Winter, will be sold to the Goddess of Frost Crystal by him!"
"We should have been exterminated!"
"besides!"
Bingyuan took a deep breath and looked at the location of the flaming shattered land from the top of the mountain. "Have you forgotten that there is another shattered land right next to us?"
"I haven't forgotten, so I want to leave early!" Bing Jing said in a low voice.
"Wait! Keep waiting!"
Bingyuan said irritably.
…
The pit.
"This is not a solution."
Jiang Chao's face was gloomy, and he said, "We can't stay in this broken land forever. Lu Jie, should we think of a way to spend a lot of money to buy a flying ship from the Ice Clan?"
"You're not going to take the sword boat and leave with them?" Fang Boxuan's face slightly changed. He said, "Even if you have a flying ship, can you find a way back?"
"What if I get lost again?"
"Or, if we accidentally enter a place where aliens live, wouldn't that be courting death?"
Although he was abandoned by that small group, he still felt that only Pang Jian, who was in the strange fog, could help them find a correct way back to Purgatory.
He felt that others did not have such ability.
"No matter what you think, I'm going to stay here anyway. I will only leave with Pang Jian." Chen Lushi said coldly.
"Bitch..." Jiang Chao cursed inwardly and was about to make a few sarcastic remarks.
“Wow!”
A majestic divine body, blazing with fire, slowly rose into the air from the shattered land of fire, shocking everyone in the shattered land of ice and thunder.
The divine body was so huge and so dazzling that even the cold fog could not obscure His awe-inspiring majesty.
"It's the fallen god of fire!"
"Does He look dead to you?"
Everyone was terrified to the extreme.
"I told you that we should leave this damn place as soon as possible! You guys insisted on hesitating and insisted on waiting for Pang Jian to wake up!" The fourth elder Bing Jing roared at the top of the mountain.
The god, who was ten thousand feet tall, covered with crimson scales and had eyes like pools of magma, stood quietly in the shattered land of fire.
He looked into the distance.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
In the flaming land below him, all the volcanoes were spewing magma and flames towards him, which were all absorbed by his divine body.
Brahma destroyed the heaven and earth, and the terrifying aura of strangling all living things extended outward along with rolling heat waves.
Puppets entrusted by foreign gods floated around his huge body like ants, and the warships that believed in the foreign gods were like flies slightly larger than ants compared to his magnificent and lofty body.
“Crack!”
The rock and ice beneath Pang Jian shattered, awakening him from his long and arduous training.
Even though they were separated by thousands of miles of space, the aura released from this deity made his scalp tingle and he felt as if his skin and hair were burning.
The fire pool located in his spiritual sea, which has not yet been filled with the power of earth fire, is actually boiling naturally.
A small area of fire water in the pool of fire gurgled.
Then, after a few seconds, the pool of fire was filled with thick flame energy, rolling like boiling water.
"call!"
Summoning the "Heart of Winter", Pang Jian stood on this huge ice crystal heart, breaking through the mist layer of ice and thunder that shattered the ground, and also hovering in the external void.
One man, one god, staring at each other across thousands of miles of void.
Intuitively, feeling the mighty power of that deity, Pang Jian knew without any need to estimate that even if he controlled the "Heart of Winter" and even if he could refine the icy power through the broken earth below, he would still not be a match for that deity.
Whether he admits it or not, he knows clearly that he and the other party are not on the same level.
“This is the body of a god!”
Pang Jian's blood rushed to his chest and he felt real despair for the first time.
He knew that no matter how hard he tried, no matter what means he used, he would inevitably die facing such a god that should not appear here.
"Strange fog!"
"Beeworm, teleport!"
This was the only way he could think of to survive.
"Feel sorry… "
He sighed in his heart.
Facing this god who was several levels beyond him, he knew that he could not protect Qi Qingsong, Zhou Qingchen and the others. He felt that as this god stared for a long time, the two pieces of broken land below would burn.
Except for him who can barely try to teleport and have a chance to escape, the rest will die.
Even if he could teleport, even if he teleported to a golden bee worm, he didn't know whether the deity would be able to detect it, or whether he would rush to the strange fog and kill him in an instant.
"Lord Pang Jian!"
"Pang Jian!"
Ice and thunder shattered the ground, and Qi Qingsong and others, as well as those from the Ice Clan, were wailing and screaming.
"This is a resurrected god with a real body. I... can't take care of you."
Pang Jian's low voice, filled with helplessness, was heard from the glaciers towering above the earth and from the six ice pillars on the altar of the Ice Clan.
This voice was undoubtedly a death sentence for everyone.
The Ice Clan members who regretted not leaving earlier burst into tears. Jiang Chao, Fang Boxuan and others who were hesitant collapsed to the ground powerlessly. Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan and others were also terrified.
"How could this be? Doesn't the Heavenly Dao rules of Weird Mist prohibit the existence of the true bodies of gods?"
"We, the alien races, the spirit beasts, all those who enter are restricted in level and power!"
"How can gods exist in this void?"
Murmurs of dazed despair were heard everywhere.
The other side.
"Yanlie, congratulations on your resurrection!"
"Yanlie, you will be the first god to enter Purgatory in a complete form!"
“This is of epoch-making significance!”
"Go, Yanlie, hunt down all the humans in Purgatory and overthrow Purgatory for that master! Release those races that believe in us and share the same origin with us from the endless dark land!"
"Yan Lie, you have a heavy responsibility!"
The foreign gods, led by Yangluo and Youkui, excitedly fanned the flames beside the towering divine body.
It was like seeing the ice and thunder shattered into pieces and burned by the magma and flames, and seeing the pieces of land in purgatory turned into scorched earth.
Sudden!
The piece of deep red scales covering Yanlie's heart was straightened down from Yanlie's chest as if it had been forcibly pried open by someone.
From a distance, the scales looked like a stand in Yanlie's chest.
The Fire God's eyes, as blazing as a sea of magma and fire, suddenly showed a sense of nostalgia for the past. He lowered his head and said softly, "Greetings, sir."
"Master."
"grown ups!"
"you… "
A group of low- and mid-level foreign gods noticed something unusual and stared at them respectfully.
Several puppet bodies were as small as mosquitoes and flies, but they rashly flew onto the shoulders of the Flame God's body and sank down in a hurry.
They sank beneath the scales that looked like a grandstand.
They knew it very well, because they were also middle-level gods, and even if their real bodies could not be here in person, they were equal to the resurrected Yan Lie.
So they dared to fly to Yanlie's shoulders and look at the shattered ground of ice and thunder from a higher position.
However, that person's status as a god was much higher than theirs. If they dared to place themselves above him, it would be an offense and blasphemy to him.
They knew his temper and the consequences of disrespect, so they had no choice but to step down.
This is to express humility and respect to that person.
…
(End of this chapter)