Hell.
The battlefield between Longdi and Yuanyi was submerged by the vast energy, and no one could see the whole picture inside.
Amidst the surging flow of strange energy, there stood an ancient giant ape with a terrifying aura, standing like an eternal mountain.
His head was enormous, with a pair of ice-blue eyes that looked like the sun and the moon embedded in his forehead, emitting a terrifying demonic aura.
Originating from the mystery of His blood, it transformed into red lightning on the land below, condensed into a long whip of destruction, and formed into a thunder ball that strangled souls and ghosts, ravaging the vast continent of the Underworld.
The underlying laws of the land were materialized under Longdi's power, becoming a gorgeous chain of Dao marks.
The spiritual energy of the entire underworld was poured in continuously, making every trace of Tao and every chain of order have the power to destroy the world.
Longdi's figure disappeared, but his aura filled the continent and the entire underworld.
"Into the sea!"
There was a calm and relaxed chuckle coming from the land floating in the boundless deep sea.
The voice came from Lundi, but He was still nowhere to be seen.
But in the next moment, the huge land where Longdi and Yuanyi were fighting fell into the sea with a loud bang.
Above the sea, deep in the thick blood and smoke, only Yuan Yi’s huge ape head could be seen looming.
"Fajie, look up. I'm going into the sea to meet Longdi."
His pair of ice-blue eyes, like the sun and the moon, suddenly lit up again in the blood-colored smoke and cloud, and locked onto the Great Demon God Fajie from afar, saying, "Focus on Bai Zi!"
"Don't worry, leave it to me!"
The great demon god Fa Ji grinned grimly. Deep in the demon realm where the monstrous magic power was evolving behind him, there were wisps of evil thoughts and evil ideas that were transforming all aspects of life in order to distort Bai Zi's mind.
“Shhh!”
His hideous laughter was cut short by the sudden burst of blazing lightning from his mouth and nose.
"Purgatory! Pang Jian!"
The demon Fajie's body trembled and he couldn't help but roar and curse.
In mid-air, Bai Zi was stepping on a golden bee insect, and his ethereal and dreamy face showed a look of surprise.
He didn't expect that the person Fajie cursed would be Pang Jian.
Not long ago, wasn't this world god from purgatory blasted to pieces by that ferocious old ape, leaving no trace at all
How could he still make Fajie feel uncomfortable
Bai Zi was puzzled, so she secretly used her magical powers to try to sense the signs of Pang Jian's soul.
"No, there is no mark of his soul in this world. It's strange, he is obviously not here, why is Fajie injured?"
The more he investigated, the more confused Bai Zi became. He secretly wondered if Fajie was being mysterious.
…
Above the strange fog.
"Hemotian, you must give me an explanation."
Zi Mo, a high-ranking god of the ghost clan, came to the star where Hermotian lived.
Looking at Hemotian, whose body was as majestic as a mountain, he said in a serious tone: "Moqi will not give up. I got the news that a high-ranking god from the spirit race is on his way."
"Hemotian, this matter is very strange. The high-ranking gods of the spirit race should not be easily summoned."
"I think the arrival of the high-ranking gods of the Eldar tribe is not just because of Mouqi's personal affairs, but also possibly..."
Zi Mo's words suddenly stopped.
He suddenly noticed that the many demon souls in Hermotian were surging extremely abnormally.
He also understood Herma.
He knew that the tide in the sea of soul would only be so turbulent when Hermoshen used his divine consciousness to infect a powerful individual.
Who is it
Who made Hermotian attach so much importance to it, concentrating the power spread across the various heavens and earth to target one individual specifically
After a moment.
“Swish!”
Hundreds of golden, white, black, blue and red lightnings actually splashed out from the nostrils, ears, mouth and eyes of Hermotian's three heads.
Hemotian roared, covered his head with multiple arms, and used his magic power to repair the injuries in his brain.
"Pang Jian!"
"Pang Jian seized the magic robe in Purgatory. He is using Lord Motian's robe to kill all the demons!"
"Damn it! He ruined our big plan. Me, me!"
All three mouths of Hermotian were cursing.
…
The world of "jie" in the demonic realm.
The skinny Begging Tooth Demon God is a middle-level god from the Earth Demon Clan. He still lives in the dark and damp underground Demon Palace, enjoying the attentive service of beautiful women from all races.
Qiya is an ancient demon god who can hardly remember how long he has lived. As he sees no chance of being promoted to a high-ranking demon god, he gave up the idea long ago.
Today's beggars only want to enjoy the beauty of the world, women, fine wine, delicious food, and the flattery of believers.
That is all He has.
When He realized his true name, suddenly appeared in purgatory, and felt the robe of the Lord of Demon, He just wanted to erase his true name and continue to live freely.
Time has long since eroded his ambitions.
"He is just a brat."
He dispersed those slaves, asked everyone to retreat, and gathered his strength on his true name.
"You are seeking death."
A strange voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
Immediately, thunder and lightning followed the induction of his real name and his own demonic body, suddenly opened up a channel, and exploded in his demonic body and soul sea.
Qiya's entire body was instantly charred black, lightning flashed across the surface of his demonic body, and he was completely stunned.
He didn't know where the other party came from, nor did he understand what the other party was thinking, but the other party controlled such terrifying thunder and lightning that could have killed him in an instant.
Just like the Demon Lord in the past.
"He showed mercy, otherwise, I'm afraid..."
Qiya once again experienced the feeling of having his throat pinched by the Lord of Demonic Heaven.
…
In other demonic realms, the ancient demon god named Mo Yue and the demon god named Bai Jin also suffered heavy losses one after another.
For a moment, the demons whose real names were left on the magic robes were all panicked.
"Hemotian!"
Various magic stones that can transmit sound hum in the hands of different demons.
After the injured demons recovered a little, they immediately went to Hermotan, wanting to find out the identity of the person in charge of the magic robe and let Hermotan handle the matter properly.
In the outer galaxy, the demon clan caused a big disturbance.
…
Purgatory, nameless broken ground.
Pang Jian finally took back his hands that were pressing on the real names of those demons.
A murderous demon sword that seemed to be hanging over the heads of many demons seemed to have disappeared suddenly.
Many demons secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Pang Jian smiled in surprise.
The great demon Luan Ji, with his unique magic of forgetfulness, made him realize the different sufferings of life, which was a tempering and cleansing of his soul.
His life was too short compared to those gods whose lives were infinite.
Without unforgettable experiences, without a deep understanding of birth, aging, sickness and death, separation of life and death, love and hate, and betrayal, it would be difficult for his soul to be sublimated and transformed.
Luan Ji made him feel all kinds of extreme pain, which made him feel like dying, which was actually hammering him in a different way.
He collapsed, but did not sink into pain. He managed to survive a great mental and spiritual catastrophe.
When he was in the most unbearable situation and almost fainted, Luan Ji did not take the opportunity to attack him, which made him suddenly wake up.
—Luan Ji didn’t really want to kill him.
So, when his blood and the demon's real name merged together, he fought back against all the demons who wanted to erase his real name, but he did not attack Luan Ji.
"Congratulations, you have mastered some of the wonders of this magic robe."
Luan Ji said something sullenly, and the two ancient demon characters that symbolized Him finally stopped emitting light.
Pang Jian's mind moved slightly, and he injected divine consciousness into Luan Ji's real name. He could vaguely feel Luan Ji's existence and knew that there were multiple Luan Jis in different worlds.
"You are the only one who doesn't plan to erase your real name. Why?"
Pang Jian asked.
"If you leave your real name on that robe, you will be restricted by Master Motian and will become one of Master Motian's powers. At the beginning, everyone should have been willing, at least I am sure." Luan Ji thought for a moment and responded again: "After the master's death, the real name on the magic robe became a handle for many people."
"You can use the real name above to attack every demon god from a distance. Others who have obtained the demon robe can also do so."
"Only by erasing the real name can everyone gain true freedom. I fully understand why they would do that."
"I didn't do it because I regard you as my master's successor. Also, even now, when I am unwilling, your power cannot affect me from a distance."
"Oh, that's troublesome. I still have to deal with Yuanhui."
Luan Ji muttered as he cut off the connection.
After saying this, every part of His demonic body disappeared from Pang Jian's perception.
"He is indeed a guy who is even more powerful than Fajie and Hemotian." Pang Jian said secretly.
The previous wave of attempts gave him a new understanding of the magic robe.
The outer demon god who left his real name on the magic robe wants to rely on his real name to infect him. He can only rely on his own divine consciousness, just like Hermotian took over the body of the believer in Purgatory and carried out his descent.
The remaining power in the demon's body is difficult to transmit.
And today, after he has successfully forged his godhood and comprehended the many soul mysteries of the sea of soul, he is no longer afraid of the erosion of the divine consciousness of any demon god from outer space!
Hermotian, Fajie and Luanji, the three great demons, have no chance of taking over his body.
The rest of the middle-level demons posed no threat to him.
As the wielder of the magic robe, once his blood has permeated the demon's true name, he can attack all the demons that respond to the magic robe without any restrictions!
Thunder and lightning, soul magic, ice storm, and the light of the sun and the moon!
As long as it is the power he possesses, including but not limited to the soul level, all of it can be infused into the true names that symbolize the demon gods and directly act on the bodies of those demon gods!
He can use all his strength to kill the devil!
The middle-level demon god definitely can't hold out for long facing the mighty thunder and lightning, as well as his current terrifying soul-killing technique!
Hemotian and Fajie will also be injured if they have to deal with his attacks from a distance.
With the magic robe in his hand, he can attack all the demons with their real names on the magic robe at any time and anywhere.
"Leaving your real name on the magic robe is like handing your life over to Mo Tian's hands."
Pang Jian sighed.
“Wow!”
A gray and filthy essence quietly flew out from the sixth realm of eternal darkness and headed straight for the heaven and earth above.
“Huh!”
Pang Jian's expression changed, and he secretly paid attention to the movement of this filthy essence, and saw that it was actually flying towards the fourth realm.
Every filthy essence is the origin of the Black Phoenix, which can create a level ten strongest being, and can also allow a level nine demon king to transform into a powerful demon god.
However, the Black Phoenix right now should really need every bit of the origin, right
"Go and have a look."
After taking a glance at the Heaven-reaching Tribulation Pillar of the Fifth Continent, Pang Jian condensed into a dark stream of light and quietly followed the origin from the Black Phoenix.
Soon, he left the fifth realm with dim light and arrived at the broken earth group of the fourth realm.
Pieces of broken earth passed under him.
He saw the alien races from the fifth realm scattered on different broken lands, sometimes looking up at the sky, and sometimes looking at the fifth realm below which they could also see.
The alien warriors who came to the fourth realm had already received the news and were not allowed to sink to the fifth realm.
When the "sky curtain" was torn down and the seven continents of the fifth realm came into view, they did not dare to act rashly.
Yanlie didn't show up, and Shaka didn't come out, so they were in a state of disarray.
Soon, Pang Jian followed the filthy essence and arrived at Qianli Yunze where Pang Ling was.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
At this time, the world where the Wood Clan lived was made up of many pieces of broken land connected together, forming a large landmass.
Many Wood Clan warriors live under a sacred tree that is nearly ten thousand feet tall, bathing in the pure and vast energy of plants and trees, cleansing their blood with great enjoyment.
A graceful and elegant woman, wearing an emerald green robe and holding a sacred wooden staff, was saying something to the young members of the Wood Clan.
"Muyuan!"
After taking a look, Pang Jian was certain that this level 10 Wood Clan warrior was the Grandma Mu Yuan that Yu Xin had mentioned.
His bloodline broke through to level ten, and the limit of his lifespan was broken repeatedly, allowing Mu Yuan to regain his youth.
The crown of the sacred tree.
A graceful spiritual figure suddenly appeared. "He" waved vigorously at Pang Jian and smiled sweetly: "Father, did you come to see me specially?"
"Well, I was just passing by this time." Pang Jian responded with a soul voice with a smile.
The divine light he transformed into quickly crossed this area and saw the only existing land in the fourth realm.
—Demon Spirit Continent.
The filthy essence eventually flew to the Demonic Spirit Continent and fell into the center of the earth.
"Black Turtle!"
It was not until then that he realized that the old black turtle, who was supposed to be in the rocky ground, actually appeared here.
"Why did you choose the filthy essence? You knew clearly that once you chose this power, it would be hard for you to cross the heavenly ban and leave, and you would never be able to escape from the cage of purgatory!" Pang Jian asked.
However, this time he did not receive a reply from the Black Turtle.
Moreover, Black Turtle made the same choice as Xiao Hei and directly cut off the soul connection with him.
The Black Turtle is right there in the Demon Spirit Continent, right under his nose. He can sense it with his divine consciousness and accurately lock onto it with his qi and blood.
But it is difficult to maintain the soul connection.
…
(End of this chapter)