Chapter 755: The Possibility of Restoring the Immortal Divine Soul

The Abyssal Demon hovered proudly in the bone-chilling world, gazing out at the distant dominion of the Demon Races.

"Truly unbelievable," the Abyssal Demon marveled.

This world was known as the Heavenfrost World. It was filled with inhabitants of the Demon Races in the Frostpierce Demon Realm and located an unfathomable distance from the Abyss.

The Abyssal Demon had crossed the boundless starry skies, relying on many teleportation arrays to reach this place.

Despite the distance, a silent invocation in the Abyssal Demon's soul was all it took for Pang Jian to project his awareness here.

He could even draw on the demonic energy of the Heavenfrost World and the wicked desires of its living beings. He could then channel them into the Abyssal Demon.

It seemed unbelievable to the Abyssal Demon even now.

"Pang Jian..." the Abyssal Demon murmured.

Pang Jian responded at once, "Hmm? What is it?"

"There are still three fragments of the Primordial Demon remaining. I can sense where they are. One of them is extremely powerful, likely on the verge of becoming a Great Demon God.

"The strongest one, like me, harbors the ambition to assimilate the others in resistance against the Primordial Demon. He's waiting for me to make the first move.

"Pang Jian, how far does your influence over the Demon Realms reach?

"My opponents will only get stronger from here. I need to understand exactly how much support you can give me," the Abyssal Demon said.

"The twenty-six remaining Demon Realms contain over two thousand individual worlds. You'll have my support regardless of which Demon Realm and world you enter," Pang Jian assured. "If your opponent controls a world, I can always just sever their connection to it, allowing you to take their place as the new master of that world.

"

You're also free to take as much demonic energy and nourishment as your soul requires. Will that be enough support for you?"

Pang Jian asked, a grin in his voice.

The Abyssal Demon was stunned.

"

All the Demon Realms?"

𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Yes. All of them."

The Abyssal Demon drew in a breath of the freezing air and burst into hearty laughter. "Good! In that case, I'm confident I can win this war in far less time than I thought!"

***

In a secluded part of the Soulstream deep beneath the vast sea of the Nether Abyss, clusters of golden Undying Soul Flames slowly fused into a tiny golden figure wreathed in fire.

Strands of pure soul essence flowed into it like gentle currents of water.

The golden flames gradually receded into the figure, and its spiritual form became clear and luminous.

My divine soul has reformed

.

Pang Jian felt as if he had been reborn.

His ethereal divine soul form sensed the presence of boundless insights into the soul deep within the mystical Soulstream. Profound insights into the Dao of Soul had settled at the bottom of the Soulstream, within reach of his hand.

Instinct drove him to reach out.

His ethereal hand brushed against something that felt like a stone resting on the ocean floor, but gleamed with the brilliance of a distant star.

A torrent of information suddenly surged from the "stone," detailing a secret technique for refining the divine soul.

Pang Jian was astonished.

This actually works?

What followed was a wandering of his divine soul through this mysterious Soulstream.

He sought out other "stones," each etched with insights into the Dao of Soul, drawing them into himself and making them part of his being.

Joy swelled within Pang Jian.

His divine soul felt like a long-lost traveler finally returning home after ten thousand years of drifting, free of worry or burden, embraced by the warmth and belonging of the Soulstream. Moreover, this "home" he had found was no ordinary one. It was as if he had returned to a house of immense fortune and legacy.

In the Soulstream, he could absorb soul essence, gather profound insights into the Dao of Soul, and ceaselessly temper his divine soul.

Faint threads of deep azure emerged within his ethereal divine soul, spreading through his head, chest, and limbs. These threads resembled blood vessels, meridians, and neural networks, each etched with insights into soul-related techniques.

The reformation of my Immortal Divine Soul requires my divine soul, Fortune, spiritual qi, and an understanding of the Heavenly Daos.

My divine soul has already taken a more refined and powerful form than before.

The Nether Abyss also holds plenty of Fortune. Based on the number of Nether Gods, it's practically inexhaustible.

Spiritual qi similarly flows in abundance here.

And as long as I remain connected to my physical body, my insights into the Heavenly Daos can be transferred into this reformed Immortal Divine Soul.

Everything Pang Jian needed to reforge his Immortal Divine Soul could be found in the Nether Abyss because it mirrored the Abyss with uncanny precision.

His only real concern was whether he could gather the Fortune of the Nether Abyss.

Fortune in the Abyss was closely tied to the population of human cultivators drawing upon spiritual qi, and the number of powerful practitioners that came from this.

The Nether Abyss likely followed similar principles.

The fact that his Undying Soul Flames had resurfaced in the Soulstream of the Nether Abyss hinted at an innate connection between his divine soul and the Nether Race.

Chances were high that he could draw upon the Fortune of the Nether Abyss to reforge his Immortal Divine Soul, achieving true resurrection in every sense.

But before that, let me use this Soulstream to comprehend even deeper truths of the soul.

Pang Jian had found his path forward.

***

The round-faced Li Jie danced excitedly above the blazing Qilin Bell in the Divine Treasure Sect of the Abyss.

"My sister has become a True God!" Li Jie turned to the elders of the Divine Treasure Sect and burst into laughter. "You didn't expect that, did you? A cluster of Fortune descended not long ago, yet my sister has already ascended to godhood!

"Most people need ten days, half a month, sometimes even several months. My sister did it in half a day! Just half a day!" he exclaimed, radiating pure glee.

The news of his father's death had put him in low spirits for a long time, especially with the worries regarding his missing sister weighing on him.

Li Jie's cultivation was limited, and his skills were more suited to refining artifacts than fighting. He knew he lacked the strength to carry the burden of both the Divine Treasure Sect and the Li Family without his sister and father.

Naturally, he was overjoyed when Li Yuqing returned.

Part of it was simply the relief that his sister was still alive, but more than that, her presence meant he no longer had to shoulder these burdens alone. With her formidable strength, there was hope that she could even one day avenge their father.

Li Yuqing truly did not disappoint. The instant a cluster of Fortune condensed in the barrier, she seized it and drew it into her body and divine soul.

Then, she ascended to godhood in just half a day, an unprecedented feat in the history of the Abyss.

The astonished stares of the Divine Treasure Sect's elites followed Li Yuqing's figure as she soared skyward on her sword and stopped beneath the barrier. Her expression was sharp, her brows radiating sword intent.

Li Zhaotian appeared silently beside her.

"Girl, are you planning to leave?" The usually jovial, round-bellied elder wore a serious expression. "Beyond this barrier lie the Outer Gods. I know you're strong enough to break through it, but have you considered the consequences?"

"Senior, do you know where my Fortune came from?" Li Yuqing asked in return.

"I do." Li Zhaotian had grasped the situation after leaving the Fifth World and reestablishing his connection with the barrier. "The other Pang Jian is alive and well, still down below, comprehending the mysteries of a demonic cloak. So what now? Are you planning to leave the Abyss and take revenge for him?"

"I've been thinking about it."

Li Zhaotian frowned. "With all due respect, your Dao is indeed unique and powerful, but you still haven't reached the level where you can avenge Pang Jian."

Li Yuqing paused in thought, then said, "I can improve my cultivation much faster in the starry skies."

Many Outer Gods had watched her return to the Abyss, and she had left the bizarre mist unscathed.

Few Outer Gods would dare to hunt her down with that God of Fate watching over her. That alone gave her the confidence to seek out greater power beyond the Abyss.

"The fundamental laws of the Abyss have changed. You can continue to grow stronger here as well. The old restrictions are gone. Zhu Ji has already taken another step forward," Li Zhaotian said with a smile.

Li Yuqing blinked, surprised. "Then maybe I'll reconsider."

The God of Fate told her that the one responsible for Pang Jian's "death" in the Nether Abyss was an ancient ape dwelling within the bizarre mist, a high-ranking Fey God and one of the strongest beings beneath a Sovereign.

Having absorbed what had been Pang Jian's Fortune to ascend, she could not help but feel compelled to avenge him. In her eyes, that ancient ape had become her greatest enemy.

She had planned to leave the Abyss and gather strength for vengeance. However, if the Abyss allowed for continued advancement, perhaps there was no need to rush.