The seventh level of purgatory.
On the vast bronze continent, Pang Jian's true body, being nourished by powerful life forces, is undergoing a miraculous transformation.
Layers of golden light, mixed with life force, merged into his bones, tendons, and flesh.
His body began to rise.
He was keenly aware that the purest essence of gold and iron from the source of gold and iron was strengthening his body in all aspects.
The injection of life force gives the flesh and skin infinite changes.
“Crack!”
The bones beneath his flesh were like divine iron, emitting dazzling light as his divine will changed.
"Soul, lightning, ice, life, gold and iron!"
Rumbling sounds were heard from inside Pang Jian’s chest and Dantian spiritual sea.
Within his divine nature, the lightning, secret patterns, flowing light, and Dao patterns that echoed these great ways suddenly glowed with new wonder.
Suddenly, Pang Jian had a deeper understanding of the mysteries of thunder that Lei Gong had comprehended.
Including ice and life, the true meaning of these two powers, which were gathered by him with the "Black-sailed Boat" due to the shattering of Luoshen's crystal divinity, was also thoroughly comprehended in a very short time.
This is because the origin of his divinity comes from the soul sea of the underworld.
When he established a connection with his soul sea, he gained a deeper understanding of the many core avenues that permeated his body.
"The avenue I pursue is chaos, a whole. The avenue of heaven and earth mixed in my soul and body, as long as a part of it is at the stage of a high-level god, it can help me advance to a high-level god!"
Pang Jian, who was growing stronger and stronger, looked down and saw new scratches appearing on the bronze continent.
All the flashing marks were instantly imprinted in his divine nature and became his deepest memories. Once the divine nature blessed by the sea of soul analyzed them, he could immediately understand the profound meaning behind them.
The true meaning of gold and iron hidden at the source of the golden and iron path is thus transformed into a gleam of knowledge that is easy to understand.
"The gold of the universe fuses life force to reshape the divine body!"
A wonderful method of tempering the body suddenly emerged in his mind. He immediately put it into practice and applied it to himself.
“Wow!”
Pang Jian's human body drew power from the source of the Golden Iron Dao, refined his life force, and gradually transformed into a majestic and sacred tall god.
This body is strong and majestic, with natural golden patterns on its surface.
As the patterns moved, they crackled like dragon scales or leaves, emitting a fierce and sharp aura.
“Is this the body of a god?”
Pang Jian was pondering, still maintaining contact with the soul sea far away in the underworld.
Suddenly, in his soul connection, he lost the soul in the sea of fog.
He immediately knew something was wrong and had a premonition that something strange was happening, otherwise the soul connection between him and his primordial spirit would never have been interrupted for no reason.
"Who in the sea of fog can block the perception of me and my spirit? Is it a high-ranking god from the outer galaxy, or a powerful Horcrux?"
He was still tempering his divine body on the seventh level of Purgatory, advancing towards becoming a high-level god, and he gradually became depressed and anxious.
His will quickly established a connection with Pang Ling and the bees and insects.
Through the World God Card, he silently looked at Bai Zi and the old ape who also held the World God Card.
Not long after.
"Fuya, the Goddess of Wisdom!"
"Mou Qi, Cang Feng, Mu Ya, three high-ranking gods!"
Through bees and insects, and through the world god tablet held by Yuan Yi, Pang Jian learned the truth from different channels.
He suddenly discovered that it was the God of Wisdom, whom he had been secretly guarding against, who appeared silently in the sea of fog.
"The location where my soul lost touch with me is..."
His divine consciousness entered the Realm God Card, using it to sense all the Realm Gods, and suddenly locked onto a Realm God of the Yan Clan.
The God of the Yan Clan was born in the Fire Prison, and the Fire Prison was closest to the location of his primordial spirit.
Pang Jian concentrated his mind, and his divine consciousness turned into a stream, which instantly flowed into the World God Card in his hand.
"laugh!"
The World God Plate opened a gap, allowing the river of divine consciousness to enter. In an instant, it passed through the sea of fog inside and was delivered to the hands of the World God of the Yan Clan named Pyracantha.
In the hell of fire, a huge sun hangs high in the sky, as if it is very close.
In this "hell" world bathed in the glory of the sun, the land and the broken land are covered with flaming mountains, and boiling flames can be seen everywhere.
The Yan clan is the undisputed overlord of this world, and many gods were born from it.
Pyrothorn, as the boundary god in the Hell of Fire, is not as high in level as Yuan Yi and Bai Zi, and cannot be compared with Fajie.
He is just a middle god.
Under the leadership of Yuan Yi, Pyrothorn, who had invaded the Underworld but was ultimately defeated, led his men back to the Fire Prison and has recently been thinking about how to get in touch with Yanlie in the sky.
Also a deity of the Yan clan, Yan Lie is a high-ranking god above the sea of fog, and has Luoshen as his backer.
Huo Ji felt that if he could gain Yan Lie's recognition and become a god under the command of Luo Shen like Yan Lie, it would be an excellent way out.
"Firethorn, leave the Hell of Fire and go to a location I will guide you to."
A voice that was both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar suddenly came from the Jieshen tablet in the fire thorn.
Pyracantha was shocked: "Who are you?"
"Pang Jian."
As the sound rang out, a stream transformed from divine consciousness flowed into Pyracantha's mind through the Jie Shen Tablet, and in an instant became the master of Pyracantha's mind.
The God of the Fire Hell had some golden light in his eyes, and then he flew away from the Fire Hell.
He was also a mid-level god, but under the infection of Pang Jian's spiritual consciousness, he didn't even have the slightest chance to fight back.
…
Above the sea of fog.
The goddess Luo, whose glory has faded, stands on a meteorite that no one cares about.
There was a jet-black color that surrounded His tall body, making Him disappear from the perception and sight of the gods.
"Mou Qi."
He raised his eyebrows and noticed the argument between Yingyue and Hanyi in the Moon Temple.
I also saw that on Han Yi's altar, there was a stone that flashed the scene of the three gods Mouqi, Cangfeng and Muya besieging Pang Jian.
"Fuya is already down there."
Luo Shen pondered secretly.
In the void in front of him, Luan Ji, who appeared in the image of the Demon Scale Clan, was silent for some reason.
He continued, "You also know that Lord Motian died in the challenge to the Black Phoenix. Our Outer Realm Demon Clan has since lost a master and the magic robe."
"However, the image of the fierce battle that year was engraved in the Demon's Nest."
"We finally presented those images to you, so that you can estimate the powerful combat capability of the Black Phoenix through the battle between Lord Motian and the Black Phoenix."
"I hope you can forgive those demons for being forced to do this, considering that we have helped you before."
Luan Ji, who was comprehending the way of forgotten magic, seemed to be using the opposite magical power to deepen Luo Shen's memory.
Behind him, he showed the battle scene that had appeared in the Demon's Nest.
"That's all."
Luo Shen waved her hand, signaling Luan Ji to leave.
Immediately, he secretly used his divine power to check and saw that the shriveled body of the old ape who was with Pang Lin had become brighter again.
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ps: Um, I couldn't sleep last night, today~ I'm sorry~
(End of this chapter)