Daytime.
The scorching sun that eternally releases light and heat is hanging above the sky of purgatory.
“Wow! Wow!”
The sun's divine light, visible to the naked eye, fell one ray after another on the tall figure that was suspended in the void.
The young man from the Yao tribe, with a bald head, no eyebrows and no beard, is like a huge light source, accepting the favor of the sun's rays with a smile on his face.
Outside of purgatory, there seemed to be a powerful god watching over him, continuously infusing his body with the divine light of the sun through the scorching sun.
He is the son of God of the Yao clan, a person who is expected to be promoted to a god in the future.
His father, Lieyang, is a level ten bloodline warrior like Li Bai, and is the actual ruler of a continent in the fifth realm.
No matter in background or personal potential, he is not inferior to Xuanying.
Due to his arrival, the strong men of the Demon Scale Clan on the white-bone and ferocious warship scolded him with some headache, telling him not to mess around.
"Lie Yi!"
The human race's immortal realm masters in the air all looked gloomy.
The next moment, the human cultivators and the ninth-level bloodline warriors of the alien race all turned their eyes to him and Pang Jian.
"Yao clan, Son of God."
Pang Jian, who did not climb to the top of the mountain but remained at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the young man from the Yao clan.
The other person's blood was burning, and his body was like a boiling golden rock, constantly emitting light and heat.
Obviously, this is also a genius who is as powerful as Xuanying and is equally famous in the fifth realm of Purgatory.
"Pang Jian, the girl I sacrificed to the sun god said she knew you."
Lie Yi smiled brightly.
Although it was their first meeting, he spoke to Pang Jian as if they were old friends, and there was no sense of awkwardness or strangeness at all.
After he finished speaking, a golden-red light spread out behind him and transformed into a secret world.
A round-faced girl, her body sealed by some force, kneeled on an altar made of golden obsidian and many precious jades.
She is Su Meng.
With her head lowered and an air of death all over her, she knelt on the altar with six other young men and women from the Lieyang Sect, enduring the scorching sun, as if awaiting some kind of judgment.
Their souls, under the terrifying sunlight, were actually melting away bit by bit.
But their facial expressions were dull, as if they were completely unaware of the pain and that they were about to die.
Pang Jian's eyes turned cold, he took a deep breath, and looked at Lie Yi silently.
The other party obviously wanted to use Su Meng to provoke him.
The pain that Su Meng had to endure and her soul that was about to burn out would make him lose his mind and do irrational things.
"Su Meng..."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the memories related to the girl in his mind quickly became clear.
Su Meng's father and many elders died at the hands of Dong Tianze during the Lake Island period. Su Meng was determined to break through and increase his strength to seek revenge on Dong Tianze.
However, I heard that Dong Tianze was rising like the sun and becoming the new upstart of the human race in Purgatory.
She should have felt powerless and increasingly desperate, knowing that she would never be able to avenge her father's death on her own.
The way of heaven is never fair, and fate always likes to play tricks on people.
She was unable to avenge her father. She was once a genius of the Lieyang Sect, but in the racial war that swept across the entire Purgatory, she was sacrificed by the aliens of the Fifth Realm.
Pang Jian felt sorry for her, but after experiencing so much hardship in reality, he also knew that this was how the world was.
All he could do was to bring those who were closer to him and those who could be saved, alive, out of this doomed world.
For example, Qi Qingsong, for example, Zhuang Yuyan.
For someone like Su Meng who was already trapped on the alien altar and was obviously about to die, he was really powerless.
"We are using their souls and flesh to communicate with the great Sun God and sacrifice their souls." Lie Yi smiled and looked at Pang Jian and said, "Pang Jian, do you know? The spiritual secrets of the Lieyang Sect are derived from the bloodline of our Yao Clan."
"Thirty thousand years ago, when our Yao Clan was defeated and forced to survive in the Fifth Realm, your human cultivators tore open the chests of my ancestors, dug out their hearts, and found the secret technique of absorbing the sun's light from the blood crystal chains belonging to the Yao Clan."
"Afterwards, you humans learned how to absorb the sun's divine light and found a way to use it to strengthen yourselves."
"hehe."
Lie Yi smiled, and in mid-air he looked at Zhu Jinghong of the Haotian Divine Kingdom, and also at the two elders on top of the Sword Tower, and said, "Today, I sacrificed the souls of these men and women of the Lieyang Sect to our Sun God. I also promised Him that I would sacrifice more souls from the human race that can absorb the sun's radiance."
"Pang Jian, I just felt that there is also pure solar power in your Dantian spiritual sea."
"If I can sacrifice you to the Sun God, I think He will be happy and will grant me more profound bloodline secrets."
As he spoke, Lie Yi put his hands together and chanted softly.
On the secret altar behind him, the souls of seven men and women from the Lieyang Sect, including Su Meng, melted away in an instant.
An abnormal spatial wave burst out from the direction of Lieyang Sect for a moment.
The sun over there suddenly shone brightly, and a certain god far above the sky seemed to swallow the souls of seven men and women through the altar.
The golden red world behind Lie Yi suddenly disappeared.
"The Demon Scale Clan intends to let the tiger go back to the mountains, but I, Lie Yi, disagree!"
He raised his hands high in the air, as if embracing the entire world.
The sky seemed to be raining down a rain of sharp golden knives!
Lie Yi, the son of God of the Yao clan, used the secret of his bloodline to attract and refine the sun god's brilliance, turning it into a fierce blade for him to kill his enemies.
The area where Pang Jian was located was instantly covered by thousands of golden and red sharp blades, and there was no way to avoid them.
The only thing he could do was to make the protective shield he cast as thick as possible and use his spiritual energy to gather the power of ice and thunder.
"call!"
He summoned the "Heart of Winter" from the Ice Demon, pouring endless icy light into the light shield to block the falling golden-red divine light.
"puff!"
He spurted out another mouthful of blood.
However, the green shield that surrounded his body and became increasingly thicker was still able to block the rays of divine light from the sun.
"Pang Jian!"
The screams of Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan and others were heard from the top of the mountain.
Above the sword boat, Shi Bingyun and Cai Xin, two Immortal Realm elders, glared angrily at the ninth-level bloodline warriors of the Demon Scale Clan.
“Boom!”
A ship of the Haotian Divine Kingdom, carrying the disciples of the Sword Tower, was flying towards the sky.
Just as Zhou Wenhao was shouting, Zhu Jinghong said in a deep voice: "I have seen the battle in the Xuantian Divine Mirror. Pang Jian has the ability to escape from the battlefield alone. He is willing to stay behind and is not in a hurry to climb to the top of the mountain. He must have a way to protect himself."
After these words were spoken, Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan, who were most worried about Pang Jian, suddenly fell silent.
They had fought side by side with Pang Jian in the forbidden land of Juetian, and they knew how extraordinary Pang Jian was.
"Believe me, Pang Jian is definitely capable of protecting himself. Also, in a battlefield where Immortal Realm and Level Nine Bloodline Warriors cannot directly participate in the battle, he can completely escape from Qiantian Continent and fly to any place with his Nirvana Realm cultivation and wield the Source Demon Sword."
"Without us restraining him, he can fly freely without any shackles."
As one of the three great divine candidates, Jinghong Hou has paid a lot of attention to Pang Jian recently. He can see that Pang Jian still has some strength to spare.
He also believed that Li Zhaotian's disciple had enough strength and power to break out of Lie Yi's ambush.
As if responding to him.
When the ship took off into the air, Pang Jian, who had used his shield and the divine object "Heart of Winter" to resist the impact of the scorching sun, suddenly shrank into the ground.
Like a fish entering the sea, he instantly sank deep into the ground right under everyone's eyes.
With the earth as a barrier, all the sun's divine light falling from the sky can no longer hurt it in the slightest.
The eye-catching and scorching divine lights only made many holes in the earth, but could not penetrate very deep.
"Escape underground!"
"Pang Jian, is there such a method?"
"No wonder he wasn't in a hurry to stay until the end!"
On the ship belonging to the Haotian Divine Kingdom, there were generals of the Jinghong Army, as well as men from the Zhu and Jiang families. They exclaimed in amazement and praised Pang Jian's methods.
The dignitaries of the Haotian Divine Kingdom who had been to the Sword Tower and seen Pang Jian at Tianmen Peak secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Xuanying, a girl from the Demon Scale Clan, also killed many of their close friends, leaving them feeling powerless and depressed.
Knowing well how powerful Xuan Ying was, Pang Jian actually descended from the upper realm and brought Zhou Wenhao and others to this ship alone with his sword.
Pang Jian won their respect through this battle.
Cai Xin, who was on the sword boat, had his eyes light up and said, "The disciple chosen by the host is really good!"
"I hope the owner of the building can be promoted to a true god. I hope... the Sword Tower can still play a leading role in troubled times like before and kill many powerful alien races!" Shi Bingyun said sincerely.
Through Jiang Ran's message, they knew that even Jiang Ran was looking forward to Li Zhaotian's canonization as a god.
As the world was too difficult, the infighting in Jianlou naturally disappeared, because they had a common enemy and a common goal.
…
Five hundred feet underground.
Pang Jian's face was solemn as he swallowed a soul-nourishing pill, calmly operated his "Great Creation Holy Body", and used the power of the Leaf of Life.
Previously, because there were also strong men of the Wood Clan in the sky, he was afraid of exposing his identity so he did not borrow the power of the Erosion Vine.
After shrinking into the earth, he unscrupulously used all kinds of power to grab life force from Pang Ling and heal the severe injury to his sternum.
On the other hand, he obtained the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through the black tortoise lurking in the Holy Spirit Continent.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
There was a vast spiritual energy like a sea of fog, which appeared in his Dantian spiritual sea. The mist-like spiritual energy was absorbed by the green broken land and turned into pure spiritual power.
"The Yao Clan believes in the Sun God. It was the alien god who resided in the sun who ordered Lie Yi to sacrifice Su Meng..."
Pang Jian shouted coldly.
He thought of the forbidden land for praying spirits in Xuanyou Continent, the altars, and the countless statues of gods.
During the period when alien races dominated Purgatory, there must have been many human men and women who were sacrificed like animals and treasures by the alien races, and their flesh, blood and souls became food for the foreign gods.
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(End of this chapter)