The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 962 - 921: The Tremors of the Sovereigns

Ruin Domain.

Pang Jian, with his True Body, sat quietly in the deserted "God and Demon Origin Academy," his Divine Consciousness drifting to the "Mysterious Fog" and observing the battlefield through the World Tree.

He captured every detail of the battle there.

From the moment Pang Lin stepped out of the spatial corridor, the Alien God Spirits retreated during the dark spread, and no more Human True Gods died.

The boundless spread of Dark Divine Power left him in awe, truly witnessing his sister’s elegance.

"Pang Lin..."

Similarly, he was shocked by his sister’s words and her Divine Skills.

Despite his estimations, he had never imagined that Pang Lin’s existence spanned such an ancient and distant history.

Like Ling Yun, an Ancient God of Life, she seemed helpless before returning to the Dominator Realm, played directly into his sister’s hands.

Such extraordinary beings, actually becoming his sister, who sincerely acknowledged her current identity.

Pang Jian’s thoughts drifted, and he felt somewhat lost.

What would the future hold? fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Once, having reached the apex in the Outer Star River, she was bombarded by Fu Ya, Luo Hongyan, and other Sovereigns, sinking into the Mysterious Fog Sea.

Being the First Realm God of this era, chosen by the Mysterious Fog Sea as its leader, could he really confront those four Sovereigns, could he help the Mysterious Fog Sea achieve its desires?

If he failed, what fate would he find himself in?

Those two incredible exceptions, personifications of the Great Tao from two distinct worlds, were embodiments of the world’s will and lacked the emotions possessed by ordinary creatures.

To them, to Ling Yun, to characters like his sister, they were merely chess pieces and puppets.

Even the Divine King Yan Hao, didn’t he leave behind only a skull?

If such was the case for the Divine King, the Sovereigns were even less likely to escape their cages, possibly perishing in the next conflict.

How could one break free from all this, to decide one’s own life?

As his thoughts surged like tides, the chaotic mark hidden within that skull continued to be sorted multitaskingly by him.

Perhaps touching upon this, some small, peculiar marks suddenly integrated, allowing him to sense Yan Hao’s pursuits.

"The disappearance and vanishing of the Divine King are attempts to completely escape their control."

This thought suddenly burst into his mind!

Like Divine King Yan Hao, after reaching the summit, he began seeking great freedom, striving to escape from the control of the will of the heavens and earth.

Yet, no one could succeed.

Since the Divine King’s creation, all that the Divine King possessed was closely linked to the will of a world.

Those attempting to break away from the world’s will would naturally be subjected to severe punishment by their creators, either quickly perishing or disappearing thereafter.

The Great Tao shows no mercy, such cold existences do not allow any anomalies.

Pang Jian could not help but recall the bright, silver eyes that appeared in the crack of the "Ruins of Fallen Gods," suddenly feeling a strong pressure.

The Outer Star River has one, and the Mysterious Fog Sea has another.

The competition and games between these two, pulling at all lives, affecting all stars and the ’Prison’ World, enduring for countless years.

Gods, Sovereigns, even the Divine Kings, are merely their soldiers in their eyes.

The weak serve as soldiers, the strong as generals, essentially slaves and chess pieces they control.

They use the multitudes of lives, Gods, the Star River, the Mysterious Fog Sea as their chessboard.

They are the ones moving the pieces, existing supremely above the Laws and Order.

"The ’Prison’ World of the Misty Sea is a cage, the Misty Sea itself is a cage, the boundless Outer Star River is also a cage, just varying in size."

"Only by breaking free from them, not being controlled by them, can one achieve great liberation, great freedom."

Pang Jian had a moment of clarity.

He suddenly realized that Divine Kings like Yan Hao, when reaching the final step, all made the same choice.

It was to break free from the cage, to escape the constraints of the Supreme Will, desiring all actions to follow their hearts without being controlled by them anymore.

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Hall of Gods.

Fu Ya floated among the myriad flashes of light and lightning, calmly gazing at the pyramid where the Outer World Demon Gods resided, observing each Demon God within their Godhood.

The Demon Gods were withered in form, their Demon Souls and Demon Element Power severely depleted, their Divine Aura lethargic and exhausted.

Weak Mid-Rank Demon Gods even had blurred consciousness, unaware of their surroundings.

Like Luan Ji and He Motian, powerful Great Demon Gods, the unyielding Demon Light in their demonic eyes still shone brightly, as if they would never bow even in death.

"Still the same old story, thinking the Demon Clan could actually achieve something."

Fu Ya smiled faintly.

Just then, His silhouette trembled slightly, sensing the destruction of a "Profound Spirit Cave," his expression changing instantly.

Moving forward...

The section of the pyramid corresponding to the Spirit Race Divine Spirits, the images within the Godhood of those Divine Spirits, flickered out like extinguishing candles.

"Something’s wrong!"

His mind in turmoil, He realized that His subordinates who were dispatched to conquer the "Illusory Void Realm" were dying rapidly.

As a Divine Spirit fell, the image within the Hall of Gods would also disappear in an instant.

"Even those loyal to God Luo are suffering the same! What exactly is happening in that ’Illusory Void Realm’? How could so many Divine Spirits die in this battle?"

Fu Ya could no longer remain calm.

Previously, the silence of one or two Divine Spirits seemed reasonable to Him.

He had always known that the ancient Human True Gods who had escaped from the Outer Star River and survived to this date were not weak.

He understood and accepted that some price had to be paid to completely eradicate the remnants of the Human Race, knowing it was unavoidable.

But it should never have been as it was now!

"Swoosh!"

Luo Hongyan, with her tall and perfect stature, abruptly appeared in the Divine Temple, her face cold as she said, "My Divine Spirits are dying in large numbers unreasonably in the ’Illusory Void Realm.’ There must have been a significant change there."

"I saw it." Fu Ya raised a hand, pointed at a brilliant streak of light and lightning, and sternly shouted, "Tianyu, you need to personally go to the ’Illusory Void Realm.’ Our subordinates are suffering heavy casualties."

The light and lightning twisted, revealing an opening, and the God of the Void emerged.

Frowning, He said, "I also can’t connect with Ziwu. I’ve tried to forcefully shatter the void and set foot in the ’Illusory Void Realm,’ but I couldn’t reach there successfully."

Fu Ya startled, "Such a realm should not be able to isolate you!"

"There are hardly any objects in this world that could stop you from going there," Luo Hongyan interjected.

"Very few." Tianyu thought earnestly, tried reconnecting with the "Illusory Void Realm" again, feeling the void there impenetrable like iron and stone to His power.

"Illusory Void Realm!"

He suddenly realized, speaking gravely, "Our Void Clan’s lost Supreme Divine Artifact must have appeared there; otherwise, this makes no sense."

"Illusory Void Realm?!"

The two Sovereigns’ expressions changed dramatically.

"I’ve always suspected that the ’Illusory Void Realm’ was in the hands of the Black Phoenix but could never confirm. Now with the ’Illusory Void Realm’ appearing, it suggests that He has descended there, intervening in this divine battle." After giving the answer, Tianyu paused thoughtfully, then said, "I’ll reroute to a nearby Star Domain now!"

As His voice faded, Tianyu had already disappeared, and the opening he left also healed.

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