Chapter 1005: Creation Within the Bizarre Mist

In the Ruin Realm, hovering high above the bizarre mist, the five Great Demon Gods watched as Pang Jian abruptly vanished.

"Where's Pang Jian?"

The five Great Demon Gods cast their worried gaze about, but found no sign of him. There was not even a wisp of his presence or aura.

In Pang Jian's starry region, stars, suns, and moons still blazed with brilliance, and tidal waves of unfathomable power surged. Energies from distant starry skies continued to be drawn in and absorbed into the starry region.

The stars, suns, moons, and the five vast continents, infused with the wonders of the Dao Sources, brimmed with vitality, transforming into sacred lands suited for life.

Any creature on these lands daring to absorb and refine the surging energies and grasp the profound truths hidden within found themselves transforming. Becoming a God was no longer an unattainable dream.

This Primordial Chaos Starry Region was a wholly new domain under Pang Jian's dominion, a sanctified realm he had forged to bless all life. Yet, the creator himself was nowhere to be found.

"The bizarre mist! He's entered the bizarre mist alongside that spear!" Pang Ling cried out in alarm. Peering through her connection with Pang Jian, she explained, "I see a mountain, a sacred mountain encircled by stars! This is—"

"It's the incarnation of the supreme will of the bizarre mist!" interrupted the four Fey Gods.

"Pang Jian found it!" said Great Demon God Luan Ji, his expression alight with excitement. "Pang Jian will secure a resounding victory in this battle!"

The two high-ranking Gods, Han Yi and Ying Yue, remained entranced by the marvels of the Primordial Chaos Starry Region, savoring the grandeur of the battle that had just unfolded.

"So, even the reversal of time can be overturned!" Ying Yue's voice rang out sharply. In that instant, she realized that the dreamlike memories imprinted within her Divine Persona were actually fragments of reality itself.

Pang Jian had ascended to the Creator Realm not once, but twice! Twice, he had given rise to a replica Primordial Chaos Starry Region in the sea of argent light, driving that supreme will of the starry skies into dire straits!

Ying Yue smiled ruefully. "Han Yi, I have to concede. Your foresight surpasses mine."

***

"The Exalted God Realm."

Pang Lin, alone in the upper reaches, had ascended back into the Exalted God Realm at the moment of Pang Jian's disappearance.

As the embodiment of the Dao Source of Life, she could perceive Pang Jian's presence across the starry skies, her will stirring within every living being.

She beheld countless laws and orders, invisible to the naked eye, within those starry regions. Although the supreme will of the starry skies had created them, Pang Jian had managed to overwrite its laws and orders with his own.

Some stars shifted in their courses or fell silent, while others burst apart with a muffled boom. At the same time, new worlds also emerged from nothingness into being.

Torrents of vast energies spread like Pang Jian's breath, saturated with his essence. His terrifying influence and boundless will rippled outward from the Primordial Chaos Starry Region, sweeping across one starry region after another.

Gradually, only Pang Jian's will remained in the starry skies. All tangible matter in the starry skies, be it the celestial bodies, continents, or living beings, was at the mercy of Pang Jian's whim.

"Brother!" A satisfied smile curved Pang Lin's lips.

Her strength and influence were founded upon both the number of living beings in existence and the heights of their ascensions.

Pang Jian had gained the power to wipe out the races in the starry skies, yet he did not. Instead, he quietly reshaped and altered the laws and orders of the starry skies, only erasing the lingering imprint of the supreme will of the starry skies.

You are the true weapon forged by the supreme will of the bizarre mist,

she thought to herself.

I sense the fragment of emotion and self-awareness it once severed from itself within you. You are its spiritual anchor, its deepest obsession for victory at long last.

The divine techniques that govern the myriad energies have gathered within you, allowing you to shatter any cage or shackle!

Pang Lin beheld that sacred mountain in the bizarre mist, watching as Pang Jian transformed the Sea of Creation into the Primordial Chaos Starry Region yet again.

He stood with the Spear of Creation in hand, divine radiance flowing endlessly from his palm into its shaft.

It's fading! Its consciousness is unraveling into nothing!

Pang Lin danced about with unrestrained joy.

Brother, you've won!

Once the consciousness of the supreme will of the starry skies was extinguished, her brother would undoubtedly stand as the most extraordinary being in existence. He far surpassed every God King since time immemorial, stepping into a domain beyond the reach of even the two supreme wills. Creation and genesis could occur with a mere thought from him.

***

The laws and orders of the bizarre mist collapsed. The sound of it rang out across every abyss as their barriers and boundary walls shattered.

"Boundary walls no longer surround the Abyss! The barrier is also gone!"

"From this day on, even mortals can leave the Abyss on flying vessels to soar through the starry regions beyond!"

"The bizarre mist, where has it gone?"

Shock and confusion filled the inhabitants of the Abyss.

The absence of the boundary walls and barrier meant the bizarre mist should have flooded into the Abyss. Despite this, not a wisp of the bizarre mist could be seen. In fact, beyond the borders of the Abyss stretched only a vast emptiness.

The inhabitants of the other abysses were similarly bewildered.

Some of the strongest ventured forth from their abysses, stepping into that boundless void. They flew farther and farther, until at last, they saw something in the distance.

The magnificence of the spectacle seared itself into their souls for all eternity.

A boundless domain unfurled, filled with brilliant stars, suns, and moons.

Hovering high above this region was a figure resembling a divine creator. He wielded a shrinking spear, siphoning its immense power to refine one star after another.

Constellations, continents, and fragmented lands emerged. Seas crashed with thunderous storms, and crystalline glaciers rose swiftly into being.

"Pang Jian!"

"That's Pang Jian. He is creating a new domain where the bizarre mist once was!"

"The bizarre mist is scattering. A new domain is forming!"

"Pang Jian!"

The beings of the bizarre mist raised their arms as they rejoiced. Some wept with joy, while others fell to their knees in worship.

Pang Jian had ascended as a divine being beyond imagination, capable of fashioning a new domain and the divinity upon whom all life now relied.

***

Far in the distance, among the forming stars and continents, Pang Jian stood with the shrinking Spear of Creation in his grasp.

New suns, moons, continents, fragmented lands, and other marvels surged forth in abundance as he dissolved the Sea of Creation within the spear. Its boundless energy allowed him to fashion creation after creation in the true outer world.

At that moment, he noticed that the Mountain of Origin was also shrinking. The myriad arcs of Dao-infused lightning woven through the mountain no longer blazed with divine radiance, and the writhing lightning slowly stilled.

"You..." Pang Jian's eyes flickered with unease, unsure whether to halt the annihilation of the supreme will of the starry skies. "The two of you...?"

"Don't stop." The frail and weary voice echoing from the Mountain of Origin was suffused with the calm of release. "As you can see, the two of us are one. Its demise means my end as well."

"It chose to enter my domain because it sought to merge with me. Naturally, it had its reasons. If it perishes, I too will fade. I foresaw this end long ago."

Pang Jian stared down at the shrinking mountain in disbelief, his thoughts falling into disarray.