In the sea of consciousness, that filthy essence seemed to be the product of some kind of rules.
It has no spiritual consciousness, but follows specific rules and wants to find something.
Pang Jian keenly realized that what it was looking for was actually his soul.
Unfortunately, his immortal soul, which had merged with his luck and entered the outer space to fight, was not in his sea of consciousness at this moment.
It was precisely because he was not there that this filthy essence did not sense the luck, so it took him into its sight and flew over on its own initiative.
There has always been a conflict between the luck derived from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of dirty and strange forces.
The battle between the alien warriors of the fifth realm and the human strongmen that has lasted for tens of thousands of years can also be seen as a war between dirty alien forces and spiritual energy.
If it is said that the two energies of heaven and earth have their own will, then they are the ones who are secretly directing things.
This filthy essence should have been used to create a level ten strongest person, and should have been integrated into the heart of a strong man to cause a fundamental transformation in the alien blood crystal chain.
But it just happened to escape into his own sea of consciousness.
Judging from the current situation, when human practitioners become powerful enough and their dantian is filled with crystals of dirty alien power, they will also be favored by the dirty essence.
Could it be that humans can also ascend to the highest level and transform into true gods through the filthy essence
Just like the demon god of the demon race
Pang Jian thought about it carefully and found that in the classics and legends of the major human sects in Purgatory, there seemed to be no true human god who was created by dirty and strange powers.
Even the so-called evil sects, such as the Blood Prison Sect, the White Bone Sect, and the Black Wood Sect, seek to use their luck to become true gods.
Could it be that I will become an exception again
In the sea of consciousness, the gray and strange light that represented the dirty essence stopped moving patiently.
It seemed to be waiting, waiting for Pang Jian's soul to return, and then merge with him when that moment happened.
At this moment, because it appeared in his sea of consciousness, Pang Jian, who was in the strange fog of the fifth realm, and his sense of the seven continents suddenly deepened a lot.
He even developed a sense of familiarity with the seven continents.
It seemed that as long as he had that filthy essence in his body, he could mobilize the seven continents of the fifth realm and the omnipresent filthy alien power at will.
He had no doubt that with that filthy essence in his body, his combat power in the fifth realm would definitely be greatly enhanced.
—This is when he hasn’t yet merged his spirit and soul.
"Unfortunately, I became a true god first with my luck."
He muttered to himself in the strange fog, wondering how to utilize or eliminate this filthy essence.
He was afraid that having this thing on him would affect his connection with the Immortal Spirit, and that his luck would reject him.
“Crack!”
A strange sound came from a cave at the center of the earth, inside an unknown star outside the sky.
The strange sound went straight into his mind.
While he was in the strange fog of the fifth layer of Purgatory, he suddenly noticed that under the power of the "Origin Fusion Demonic Art", Youkui's divinity was shattered by the piercing beams of red lightning.
The emerald-clear divine nature suddenly shattered into many precious crystals, and Youkui's divine origin inside was also dissolved.
Within the liquid source of God, numerous soul imprints suddenly filled Pang Jian's divinity.
The consciousness belonging to Pang Jian covered and erased You Kui's, and imprinted his own traces.
The origin of God changed hands in an instant.
And Youkui died instantly!
Those broken pieces of crystals are the core magic that Youkui has comprehended throughout his life.
Soul-stealing, ghost river, soul-binding, and many other arcane arts related to the soul were spread throughout the shattered crystals.
“Huh!”
Suddenly, Pang Jian felt like he had an extra soul.
A liquid, not yet fully solidified soul floating among the many broken crystals.
"Soul Transfer Technique!"
A secret technique of the soul mastered by Youkui suddenly appeared in his mind.
His memories, his perceptions of life, his thoughts and will were copied and injected into that unformed soul.
It's like one me injected into another me.
After those experiences, memories, perceptions, and consciousness were integrated into the origin of this soul, the blank me quietly became rich and full, and suddenly became the real me.
The soul transfer was formed in the blink of an eye, and in the soul that was still in the form of a "magma furnace", a cold ghost shadow appeared.
The vortex of smelting fire and water suddenly stopped, and the cold ghost shadow was above the magma, while many broken pieces of precious crystals were floating near the soul shadow.
"Second Soul!"
Pang Jian in purgatory was shocked.
In the strange fog, a long and narrow crack quietly opened up behind Pang Jian's real body.
The power of the "Gate of Purgatory" was suddenly released, and the light inside the narrow gap turned into a bolt of thunder and lightning.
That cold and ghostly soul shadow and those fragmented crystals flew out from the thunder and lightning in the gap and suddenly appeared behind Pang Jian's real body.
After another moment, it disappeared into Pang Jian's sea of soul consciousness.
The filthy essence that had been waiting for Pang Jian's soul to return and was ready to merge at any time, immediately began to merge with Pang Jian's second soul and those fragments of the divine nature without any hesitation.
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Outer space.
On top of a gloomy and eerie star, there is a magnificent underground palace.
Around the underground palace, there are rivers with the souls of all living beings floating on them, flowing around the underground palace all the time.
"You Kui is dead."
Zi Mo, the supreme god of the ghost clan, opened his eyes from meditation.
He has pale skin, a thin body, and a look of weakness in his eyes.
His true form in the Tianwai Xinghe and His image in Purgatory Ling Yimo are extremely similar.
At this moment, in the depths of one of his eyes, the image of Youkui's shattered divine nature appeared.
He used divine power to travel back in time.
He saw that in the cave at the center of the earth, the magma furnace returned to the past and turned into a brilliant galaxy and a huge and colorful immortal soul.
The Source Demon Sword, the Thunder Pool, the Five Thunder Bombs, including the teleportation array corresponding to the Bronze-faced God, all appear and disappear in the passing time.
"Pang Jian!"
Zi Modong saw the past and naturally understood the truth.
“Gui Ling, tell the gods outside the sky that Pang Jian from the Purgatory Heaven and Earth has appeared in the starry sky above the strange fog!”
"I'll write the location coordinates for you now. Ask the nearby gods to give chase!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the huge underground palace suddenly rose up from the gloomy stars.
In the cold and desolate void, the underground palace floated up, covering thousands of miles with every breath.
"Hemotian, Tianwei!"
"The young man of the human race escaped from Purgatory and killed the Youkui under my command. Please arrange your people to intercept and kill him!"
Zi Mo's divine voice spread through the underground palace, causing ripples on the surface of the stars along the way and startling the gods from all directions.
For a moment, all the gods in outer space were shocked, and many stars suddenly became ten times brighter.
…
“Wow!”
The source demon suddenly grew a thousand times larger and turned into a huge entity surrounded by colorful divine light. He spread his divine power wantonly and successfully attracted the attention of many gods.
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(End of this chapter)