It was surprising that Pang Jian, who had just received a stream of good fortune and forged a path to enlightenment, surpassed Li Chu.
Many true gods privately believed that Pang Jian was able to win because of the sharpness of the magic sword, while Li Chu, who created the divine road with the way of plants and trees, did not have a magic weapon of sufficient weight in his hand.
Even so, King Li acknowledged Pang Jian's identity as a true god.
He rearranged the stone pillar in the observatory that symbolized Fanao's identity, which was a recognition that Pang Jian had the qualifications to have an equal dialogue with them.
However, the information revealed by Pang Jian now once again overturned his understanding of Pang Jian.
Pang Jian, who was able to defeat Li Chu, could never be defeated by the puppet body of an alien god from another realm. The divine body would not be severely damaged to such an extent.
If it is not a puppet body, then it must be the real body of the alien god.
A real god, a mid-level god at that, came into contact with Pang Jian's divine body, and a fierce conflict and battle took place.
Pang Jian actually managed to escape alive!
Just by being alive, King Li had to pay attention to Pang Jian and look at Pang Jian with new eyes.
"Follow me to the observatory. There is a place reserved for you there."
King Li condensed into a countercurrent of starlight, and on this starry night, he headed towards the observatory he had carefully built.
Pang Jian followed with his sword.
Once upon a time, the First Realm of Purgatory was an unattainable dream for him.
He had fantasized countless times that when he became stronger, he would go to the pure land of the first realm to find his sister Pang Lin.
I also thought that my master could be promoted to the new generation of Sword God, making the Sword Tower stand out from the crowd again.
Now, King Li, the nominal leader of the true gods of the human race, landed in person and took him to Nanyuan in the First Realm, to the observatory that symbolized the status of the true god.
Looking back on the past, those ups and downs, those struggles between life and death, suddenly become meaningful.
Soon, a vast continent unfolded before his eyes.
It was a vast world where the mountains and rivers were full of vitality, the world was beautiful, and the sects were transcendent.
That's Nanyuan!
"Ghost Sacrifice Sect, Ghost Mother."
As he roared over the land with his majestic body, he deliberately restrained his breath.
But he was still keenly aware that he was being secretly spied on.
It was a barren rocky mountain, entangled by huge rusty chains, and from each chain came an alarming ghostly cry.
The chains seem to imprison thousands of ghosts, and the rocks and mountains seem to suppress the ghosts in the underworld.
The small temple on the top of the mountain exudes supreme majesty. Although the temple is small, it gives people a sense of grandeur.
He immediately knew that the three strongest men ranked top among the true gods of the human race were sitting in meditation in the temple, carefully comprehending the supreme path of reincarnation and cause and effect.
"Don't look at it anymore. She will come to see you in the observatory later."
The starlight condensed by King Li fell towards another high mountain in the territory of Jiuli Sect and escaped into the majestic building without a dome.
When Pang Jian arrived at the area, he looked down and saw nine areas separated by rivers.
He also noticed that the tribes living in different areas had different building shapes, practitioner clothing colors, and even martial arts techniques.
The Jiuli clan is composed of nine tribes, and the King of Li is the recognized king.
"After your divine body was damaged, it can no longer shrink as you wish, so it will stay in deep space for now. As long as you imprint a condensed divine consciousness into this stone pillar below, it will resonate with you forever."
King Li pointed to a stone pillar in the observatory without a dome and said to Pang Jian, "It used to belong to Fan Ao, but now it belongs to you."
Pang Jian was silent for a moment, then said, "Mu Wentao of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect played a big role in Fan Ao's death. In the Hongdu Broken Land, if it weren't for the protection of Tiandu Sanren, I would have been killed by Mu Wentao."
"Why is this Mr. Mu still alive and well?"
In the strange fog, if Fan Ao hadn't appeared to deal with Long Zhan, he would definitely not be able to kill this level nine five-clawed golden dragon.
The reason why Fan Ao died was that after leaving the strange fog, he immediately spread the news to the world that he had killed Long Zhan, which made the old thunder dragon extremely furious.
In the Broken Land of Hongdu, Mu Wentao had obviously colluded with the Supreme God of the Ghost Clan from the outside world, but surprisingly nothing happened to him.
This was hard for Pang Jian to accept.
"We'll talk about it later. First, imprint a divine consciousness into it." King Li sighed.
Mu Wentao was hiding in the Holy Spirit Continent, how could he not know
Among the demon clan today, there are two demon gods in the Holy Spirit Continent. There is another demon god in Beiqi, which is shrouded in strange fog.
With three demon gods coexisting in the world, it would be difficult to deal with them even without the threat of alien races from the fifth realm.
Not to mention the current situation of the human race
"good."
A ray of brilliant colorful divine light flew out from the palm of Pang Jian's immortal soul and fell onto the stone pillar prepared by King Li.
The moment his divine consciousness entered, this stone pillar, which was quite similar to the Pillar of Heavenly Tribulation, suddenly had shining reliefs of the sun, moon and stars on its surface.
Somewhere in the dark, he suddenly became aware of sixteen... clusters of clouds.
These sixteen cloud clusters exist in the sky of Purgatory, in the so-called sky forbidden area!
Sixteen cloud clusters, all empty inside at this moment, but should be filled with... luck!
A cluster of clouds is a symbol of the divine throne, and the sixteen clouds represent the sixteen divine thrones.
The reason why there is no luck inside is that the luck accumulated over tens of millions of years has already been integrated into the souls of sixteen powerful human beings.
The throne of God actually exists.
Only a true God like him can see through this truth through the stone pillars set up in the observatory and the imprint of divine consciousness.
"Everyone, Pang Jian has arrived."
King Li's ethereal and vast divine voice echoed in the empty observatory, and was transmitted to the human gods in Purgatory through special stone pillars.
Then, one after another, true gods whose reputations shook the heavens and the earth cast their shadows in.
Jiang Fan, Liu Fu, Dong Shangqing, Li Yuanli, Su Wanrou, Ghost Mother, Lin Qiyang...
After Pei Yishan, Li Chu, another person in the Desolate Land who was defeated by Pang Jian, also showed up in a listless manner.
In the past, King Li, who was also from the Jiuli clan but became the leader of the nine tribes, did not like him very much and would not allow him to come here.
"Pang Jian, returns from outer space again."
"Before returning, he had a contact with a middle-level god. Although he was seriously injured, he managed to escape."
King Li didn't waste his words.
After the gods descended one by one, he first briefly explained the situation, and then said softly: "We will not mention the identity of Pang Jian Realm God for now, and there is no need to ask how he entered and exited Purgatory."
"We just need to know what kind of power the gods stationed outside the sky have in their true form."
King Li looked up at the sky above the observatory and said, "We have to get out eventually. If we had known their power earlier, we could have made preparations earlier."
In the solemn palace, all the gods were silent, digesting the content of King Li's words.
A series of extremely weighty gazes fell on the stone pillar that contained Pang Jian's divine consciousness, watching the divine shadow that was gradually emerging.
They are all very patient.
They all knew that when a newly promoted true god imprinted his divine image on a stone pillar for the first time, he would inevitably be attracted by the clouds that existed inside the sky forbidden area and represented the divine throne.
True gods have endless lifespans; as long as they don't seek death themselves, they will never die.
Even in such a difficult moment, even though they had huge doubts in their hearts, they were still patient and waited for Pang Jian to speak up and tell them the truth.
After a long time.
“I don’t feel the luck.”
Pang Jian's divine figure in the pillar looked at King Li, the only one standing in the hall with his true body, and said, "If I don't have luck, how can my divine body recover as before?"
He went to great lengths to return to Purgatory, only because his immortal soul was injured and could not be healed in another world.
The sixteen cloud clusters existing in the sky forbidden area of purgatory certainly shocked and amazed him, but they could not solve his existing problems.
"There are several ways to condense your luck again."
"If a new seat of god could be created in a short period of time, luck would naturally gather. Judging from the current situation, this is obviously unlikely."
"Then, someone among us is able to break through the Heavenly Ban and leave Purgatory at this time. But there are many gods stationed in the outer galaxy, so this is obviously not a good idea."
Having said this, King Li paused and glanced at the stone pillar where the Ghost Mother resided.
"The last method is for a true god to fall quickly. When his spirit dissipates from heaven and earth, his destiny will return to the position of the god in the forbidden sky."
"Pang Jian, this way you can use the returning luck to repair your injured divine body."
King Li, who was pushed to this position by Ghost Mother and Zhu Ji, was talking about a true god who should die in a short time, and it was obvious that he was Mu Wentao.
It can only be Mu Wentao.
Among the existing true gods, there are two who are no longer on the same side as them. One is Mu Wentao, and the other is the one who forged the Divine Road with the Road of Death in the Hongdu Shattered Land.
As for that person, King Li didn't even mention him, and the other true gods didn't react either.
Until now, they still haven't figured out how that person had secretly cultivated a human woman who practiced the way of death right under their noses and pushed her to the ranks of true gods on earth.
Nor could they figure out why He could smelt this divine path and transform into a God of Death.
"If Mu Wentao dies, can I repair my divine body?" Pang Jian asked.
As soon as the words fell, the gazes of the true gods quietly fell on the stone pillar where the Ghost Mother resided.
As everyone knows, Mu Wentao is the Ghost Mother's junior fellow apprentice, and even his seat as a god was fought for by the Ghost Mother.
After Mu Wentao betrayed the human race, Guiji Zong immediately distanced himself from Mu Wentao, treating him as a sinner of the human race and declaring that he should be punished by the whole world.
However, Guimu herself did not make any clear statement.
The true gods all knew through their own channels that Mu Wentao was hiding in the Holy Spirit Continent, and he would meet the old thunder dragon in the dragon cave from time to time.
They had discussed Mu Wentao openly, but due to the pressure from the Dragon Cave and the demon clan, they could not reach a consensus.
The ghost mother remained silent while they discussed the matter.
The same is true now.
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(End of this chapter)