Li Zhaotian has become fatter.
The fat on his face made his eyes look even smaller, but his domineering aura remained the same.
On the first floor of the Hidden Sword Tower, with the help of those magic swords and relying on the sect's healing medicine, the injuries he suffered in his last attack on the True God have now healed.
He has not yet recovered to the peak of the Immortal Realm, nor has he reached the height to immediately challenge for the throne of God again.
Knowing that great changes had taken place in the Hongdu Shattered Land, Pang Jian, who had already received a seat as a god in advance with his cultivation in the Nirvana Realm, intended to build a divine path in his current realm, so he rushed over as soon as possible.
On the way here, he knew all the details.
"Owner."
Cai Xin, Shi Bingyun and Lu Xiaolin, who were not on good terms with him, bowed to him when he showed up.
Shi Bingyun also presented the Tianmen Sword and said, "This is Brother Jiang's sword."
"Take it back and place it back in the Sword Tower, waiting for someone who is compatible with it to pick it up."
After saying this, Li Zhaotian disappeared from the sword boat and appeared in Hongdu City in an instant.
Tiandu Sanren asked curiously, "Fatty Li, why are you here?"
He was still using the white lantern to suppress the Source Demon Sword, while Li Yuanli and Liu Fu were sitting quietly on the rooftop not far from Pang Jian.
Three pairs of eyes fell on Li Zhaotian's bloated figure.
"My senior brother Jiang Ran is dead."
"My disciple hastily received a seat of godhood in the Realm of Silence in Hongdu Shattered Land. He is going to shoulder the burden of the Sword Tower for me."
"As Jiang Ran's junior fellow apprentice and Pang Jian's master, shouldn't I be here?"
The anger in Li Zhaotian's tone was obvious.
He stared at the ordinary-looking Liu Fu and shouted, "Prince Li, Ghost Mother, since you are an insider of their plan for the Hongdu Shattered Land, why didn't you stop my Senior Brother Jiang?"
He glared at Li Yuanli again and said, "And you! When Xu Wei learned from Pang Jian that two evil cultivators were going to ascend to true gods in this broken land, he also notified you immediately!"
"Why didn't you warn Brother Jiang, but let him rush into the Hongdu Broken Land?"
Li Zhaotian looked at Tiandu Sanren again, his face full of anger: "When he died, you were in Hongdu City, and you just watched from the side? If you could rescue him in time, how could he die in the hands of He Motian?"
Faced with Li Zhaotian who came to call for an explanation, the three true gods remained silent.
Li Zhaotian felt guilty and distressed about Pang Jian's hasty deification. He squinted at his disciple, who was still receiving the crystalline glow, and said, "I should have been the one to bear all this. I should have been the one to lead the Sword Tower forward. Senior Brother Jiang and Pang Jian should not have to bear all this for me."
He was not aware that the pure and spotless soul was qualified to ascend to the divine throne at the stage of Nirvana.
He felt that Pang Jian felt that the situation was not good, and he was seriously injured and had not yet recovered, so he was forced to create the godhood in advance in order to win a chance of survival.
He knew the danger involved and thought Pang Jian was in danger of death, so he was furious.
"As for Jiang Ran, even Jiang Fan of the Haotian Divine Kingdom acquiesced. There is nothing we can do. Within our human race, there are people like Mu Wentao who have ulterior motives. As long as we remind Jiang Ran, he may be noticed by Mu Wentao, causing all the previous preparations to fail." Liu Fu explained calmly with no emotion on his face.
Tiandu Sanren also said: "When Jiang Ran died, I was indeed in Hongdu City, and Pang Jian accidentally fell into the strange world created by Jiang Cen. I won't make excuses. Even if I don't need to take care of Pang Jian, it will be difficult for me to rescue Jiang Ran. If I take action in advance, Zi Mo of the Ghost Clan will be able to sense that something is wrong, and Wu Bi and Chi Feng may not be able to kill him."
"As for Pang Jian opening the divine path..."
Tiandu Sanren chose his words carefully and said, "Just because there has been no precedent for this, it is not impossible. During this period, Li Yuanli, Liu Fu and I have been carefully observing Pang Jian's condition."
"We were surprised to find that he was in good condition in every aspect, and there was no problem with the divine road he had cast."
"Although we don't know why, we believe that he definitely didn't make this rash decision in a hurry or out of necessity. Fatty Li, we are responsible for Jiang Ran's death, and we won't shirk our responsibility."
"As for Pang Jian, we will ensure that he is not disturbed and successfully builds the throne."
Li Yuanli and Liu Fu also hurriedly said some soothing words to calm Li Zhaotian down.
Liu Fu finally said: "When you become a true god, you will understand our good intentions."
"You have become as emotionless as you? In the end, all you care about are gains and losses, victory and defeat, and right and wrong?" Li Zhaotian said sarcastically, "After becoming gods, you have become more and more unfamiliar to me. Your protection of Pang Jian is not for me or for the Sword Tower."
"It's just because if he can be successfully deified, it will be beneficial to your overall situation."
Li Zhaotian took a breath and continued, "In fact, I have had the confidence to ascend to true god a long time ago. My hesitation and hesitation are only because of my fear. I am afraid that after I become a god, I will become as selfish as you, and always consider the overall situation and the general trend."
"After becoming gods, you all change, becoming more and more like the alien gods from outer space."
"Extremely rational, indifferent, numb, your emotions are gradually diluted and marginalized. Many times I wonder, after merging into a seat of god and becoming the true god in the world, are you still the people we know?"
The city was silent.
Tiandu Sanren, Li Yuanli and Liu Fu were silent because of his words that went straight to the core of the essence.
What Li Zhaotian pointed out was the fact.
They all realized that, apart from their blood relatives, they still had an unbreakable emotional bond, most other emotions were fading.
This fading is getting worse as their strength grows and their divine status solidifies.
One day, perhaps Li Yuanli will not care about the life and death of Li Yuqing and Li Jie, Liu Fu will not care about the situation of Liu Youyu, and Tiandu Sanren may not even care about the survival of the human race.
As they grew stronger, they became more... Godlike.
They have no answer as to how to change this situation, nor will they deliberately seek the answer.
The reason why they work hard for the people of Purgatory is because they are also human beings, and because human beings are their foundation.
The sects behind them, the disciples and elders within them, and the subjects within the kingdom are actually another form of believers.
Just like the ghost clan believes in Zimo and Youkui, and the demon clan believes in Hemotian.
"Perhaps, even a few of you can be sacrificed together."
"A god who only cares about success or failure has no sense of right or wrong, and no sense of morality. More and more gods like this are emerging, which may not be a good thing for Purgatory."
…
Autumn goes and winter comes, and several months pass in the blink of an eye.
The world of Purgatory is in a rare period of peace and tranquility.
The dirty alien power has not yet surged up, and the alien races in the fifth realm have been quite restrained recently and have not made any small moves.
Hongdu City.
The last ray of crystalline light, representing the divine throne, fell onto Pang Jian’s sea of consciousness and merged into his spirit.
There was no more vast spiritual energy that suddenly filled Pang Jian's dantian.
There is no longer any continuous infusion of thick life essence, blood, and soul power.
Pang Jian's face was indifferent, his consciousness focused on his soul.
Several days passed like this. While Li Zhaotian was waiting anxiously and Liu Fu and the other two were looking forward to it, a ray of golden light rushed from Pang Jian's sea of consciousness into his chest.
The divine light also disappeared into his chest.
Suddenly, the soul disappeared from Pang Jian's body.
The immortal soul, whose success or failure was unknown, escaped into the "Gate of Purgatory" in Pang Jian's chest and disappeared from the perception of the True God.
His body has a long and continuous breath, his qi and blood are full, and there are many strange powers in his dantian.
Only the soul left.
Li Zhaotian and others didn't know what was going on and had never seen anything like this before.
They could only stand by and wait for Pang Jian's soul to return on its own.
…
Deep in the vast strange fog.
A golden figure emerged from a layer of boundary wall and was thus immersed in the strange fog.
This is the immortal soul that Pang Jian successfully forged. He was sucked in by the "Gate of Purgatory" and suddenly appeared here.
It turned out that the "Gate of Purgatory" could lead directly to the strange fog, and he could rely on this door to soar into the depths of the mysterious strange fog.
However, this requires his soul to be strong enough, and he must first reach the level of an immortal spirit.
Now, he has finally successfully stepped out of purgatory.
He wandered in the boundless and strange fog in the form of an immortal spirit, while the perception connection between him and his true body was still there.
If you go back, you can also return through the "Gate of Purgatory".
But since he was pulled in by the "Gate of Purgatory" and since his immortal soul could adapt easily, he was in no hurry to leave.
He spread his perception in the strange fog.
His immortal spirit stirred up waves of soul breath, and his willpower extended thousands of miles away, thus seeing another world.
A world that looks similar to Purgatory, also hidden in strange fog and surrounded by walls.
The moment he saw this world, he also saw a familiar creature—a powerful existence that looked like a lion or a tiger, struggling to crash into and tear apart the boundary wall.
Trying to rush in, trying to find a place to live.
He wandered for too long, and the power in the strange fog infected and corroded his flesh and blood.
He has little strength left, and He needs a place to survive.
"What a coincidence."
"Perhaps, this is also our fate."
Pang Jian muttered to himself and began to carefully examine this new and strange body.
As his mind moved, he felt that part of all the power that had existed in the broken land of his Dantian was integrated into his immortal soul.
This immortal soul is naturally not a body of flesh and blood, but a strange structure that resembles crystal or jade.
As soon as the thought arises, the immortal soul becomes thousands of feet tall, comparable to the towering Yanlie, the god of fire.
With another thought, the immortal soul can shrink to the size of a mosquito or fly, becoming a billion times smaller in an instant.
Not only can the size be changed as desired, but the solid, liquid, and light forms can also be transformed at will.
He can transform into a divine light, a river, and seems to be able to become a sacred mountain or a star.
In addition, the immortal soul has the ability to draw and refine any power from the outside world.
This ability is the basis for the immortal soul to exist independently even after abandoning its flesh and blood body.
Without relying on the physical body, by placing the immortal soul in the outer space of the galaxy, one can absorb the energy of the starry sky to become self-sufficient, and continue to grow and advance.
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(End of this chapter)