Chapter 797: Focal Point

Within the Lunar Divine Palace, Han Yi and Ying Yue sat upon their respective divine platforms as their consciousnesses drifted elsewhere.

Beads of sweat glistened on the tips of their crystalline noses, but they ignored it, both appeared tense and exhilarated.

"That savage ancient ape... could it be?" Han Yi asked hesitantly, seeking confirmation.

Ying Yue gave a firm nod and answered in a low voice, "You're right. He's the leader of the Fey Race in the bizarre mist, the strongest high-ranking Fey God alive today. He cultivates the Dao of Life and hopes to become a Sovereign through it. Among all high-ranking gods beneath the four Sovereigns, he stands at the very top!"

Han Yi's delicate frame trembled slightly as she whispered, "Then... doesn't that mean Pang Jian is—?"

Ying Yue drew in a deep breath and said, "I'm not blind—I can clearly see how extraordinary Pang Jian is now."

Han Yi pressed her lips together and smiled softly, her expression blooming like a flower.

Ever since Pang Jian reforged his Immortal Divine Soul and emerged from the mysterious Soulstream, the two of them had sensed traces of his presence through the subtle connection they shared with him.

Not long ago, when Pang Jian began absorbing the various energies of the Nether Abyss, his presence had suddenly flared like an expanding sun to their senses.

It was through that resonance that the two of them, from across the starry skies beyond the Nether Abyss, were able to observe his actions.

They watched as Pang Jian summoned an illusory mountain, brought it into reality, and used it to firmly anchor the ancient ape's Celestial Fey Warhammer, reversing the tide of the Nether Race's defeat.

And now, they saw him unleash a devastating barrage of artifacts, piercing through wave after wave of Fey Gods and even gravely wounding the savage ancient ape himself.

The strength Pang Jian now displayed shook them to their core. It was so overwhelming, they could scarcely believe it.

"Han Yi, if he still intends to keep his promise, then Mou Qi should no longer be a threat." The Moon God said softly.

She felt a strange, dreamlike sense of unreality, as though the moment itself couldn't be real.

She remembered clearly how he had encountered Pang Jian even earlier than Han Yi had. Back then, he had not yet ascended to godhood and was merely a junior with astonishing talent. How had he, all of a sudden, grown to such unimaginable heights with such unstoppable momentum?

Since Pang Jian could go toe-to-toe with Yuan Yi, didn't that mean he was already stronger than high-ranking gods like He Motian, Mou Qi, and Zi Mo?

"He'll keep his promise!" Han Yi declared with absolute conviction.

"What promise?" A cold, indifferent voice cut in, its timing sharp and ill-fitted to the moment.

A radiant figure, surrounded by layers of shifting light veils, descended from nowhere into the Lunar Divine Palace. In an instant, the vast and majestic palace blazed with brilliance, its luminance rising severalfold. Han Yi and Ying Yue felt as though they were submerged in an ocean of light.

"Ah!" Han Yi and Ying Yue cried out in shock.

In an instant, they realized that a Sovereign had descended in her true form into this remote corner of the starry skies, but they were only mid-ranking gods. They never thought they would stand face-to-face with such a being.

They had never thought of themselves as exceptional enough to warrant the attention of a Sovereign. Nevertheless, one of the four Sovereigns had personally descended before them.

"What did Pang Jian promise you two?" Sovereign Luo, her figure shrouded with layers of radiant veils, questioned the two gods. Her powerful magnetic field, along with the Dao of Light she commanded, seeped deeper into the bodies, minds, and divine consciousnesses of the two gods with each word she spoke.

The Dao of Light she wielded could illuminate all things hidden, even the memories that Ying Yue and Han Yi had deliberately buried like the ones tied to Pang Jian.

"I didn't expect the two of you to have such a deep connection with him. For your sake, he killed You Kui of the Ghost Race, and now he's preparing to kill Mou Qi as well.

"And the Bronze-Masked God. He turns out to be a human race True God hiding his tail in the starry skies. How interesting," Sovereign Luo murmured thoughtfully. There was no need for further questions; she had already gleaned everything she wanted to know.

"He even carved open a passage for you, letting you observe his actions in the Nether Abyss from the starry skies above. Very well. I'll borrow your gaze to see what he's doing down there for myself."

With a mere thought, Sovereign Luo's light locked Han Yi and Ying Yue in place as easily as if she were imprisoning two insects. Her divine consciousness slipped into their Divine Personas, using them as mirrors through which she began to observe the unfolding upheaval within the Nether Abyss.

"Yuan Yi of the Fey Race." Her cold, indifferent voice filled the air, carrying a chill that made something very clear—she harbored deep disdain for that savage ancient ape.

***

In the Seventh World of the Abyss, a colossal projection, suspended above the remains of the Black Empyrean Phoenix, suddenly shattered into nothingness.

"I shall never be extinguished. I dwell within all beings. I am the demon in their hearts." The voice of the Primordial Demon echoed across the void. Strand by strand, its demonic will vanished.

A black turtle let out a low shout, "Black Dragon King, awaken!"

A torrent of vibrant vitality from within his body surged, transforming into waves of blood essence that poured into the severed remains of the Black Dragon King.

From the remains of the Black Empyrean Phoenix, long fallen for untold years, surged dense, flowing forces of destruction, ruin, corrosion, and poison, all flowing into the Black Dragon King.

The severed head and fragmented body of the Black Dragon King slowly began to mend, drawn together by the convergence of both forces from the black turtle and the Black Empyrean Phoenix.

At the same time, the black turtle bypassed Pang Jian and reached out to Pang Ling in the Fourth World.

I need a surge of life energy powerful enough to bring the dead back to life. I hope you can provide it.

"Shouldn't we tell father?" Pang Ling asked softly, her voice tinged with hesitation.

The will of the Black Empyrean Phoenix is the sole will of this world,

the black turtle replied calmly.

Your existence in the Abyss, your many rebirths, have all depended on the Black Empyrean Phoenix's grace.

Pang Ling hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "All right."

It was the first time that these two beings, reborn through the World God Pendant, communicated directly.

Before long, Pang Ling guided a force imbued with the miraculous life energy through the connection shared between the three and sent it straight to the heart of the Black Dragon King.

That long-silent heart soon began to beat once more.

***

"Pang Jian, I've won!"

Somewhere in the starry skies, an Abyssal Demon stood tall, wielding a black-gold sword. Behind him, a tide of surging demonic energy slowly engulfed every last trace of the Demon God Bi Lin.

As one of the nine fragments of the Primordial Demon, Bi Lin's essence was now completely devoured, transformed into fuel for the Abyssal Demon.

"I didn't borrow your strength this time! With this sword in my hand, I killed Bi Lin in a fair fight!" The Abyssal Demon raised the sword and let out a long, triumphant howl.

His cry echoed like bolts of lightning, resonating with the fundamental laws of the world he was located in, which responded in kind. The Primordial Demon's voice rang out confidently in Pang Jian's mind.

"

My final opponent is Yuan Hui. Once I kill her, the nine fragments will be fully unified. My independent will shall endure, and I will be worthy of facing the Primordial Demon!"

***

Luan Ji, the Great Demon God of the Demon Scale Race, stood atop a mountaintop, watching Pang Jian's every move through his connection with his name inscribed onto the demonic cloak.

"He's fought his way from the Abyss into the Nether Abyss, and now he's clashing with Yuan Yi head-on? That's... unbelievably fast." Even Luan Ji was shaken by the battle unfolding in the Nether Abyss.