Chapter 814: Golden Divine Persona

A strange power surged forth from deep within the mysterious Soulstream.

That power coursed through his Immortal Divine Soul, using it as a conduit to flow directly into his physical body.

Pang Jian's liquid soul essence in his sea of consciousness had never borne any distinctive hue, but as it grew more potent and started to crystallize, it took on a golden coloring.

A golden, rhombus-shaped crystal took form, etched with wondrous patterns, flickering lightning, and brilliant Dao Seals across its surface.

Every phenomenon that dwelled in his dantian and great Dao he had comprehended converged on that golden crystal—lightning, cold, stars, the sun, the moons, darkness, and the five elements of Metal, Earth, Wood, Water, and Fire!

All the profound truths Pang Jian had ever grasped were etched into the wondrous depths of that crystal.

Thanks to the Soulstream, he had forged a new Divine Persona in a matter of moments. This marked Pang Jian's return to the strength of a mid-ranking God.

My cultivation realm is restored!

Pang Jian celebrated inwardly.

He had formed his first Divine Persona through fusing the shattered fragments of You Kui's Divine Persona and the essence of the Black Empyrean Phoenix. Though it had elevated him to the mid-ranking godhood, it had come with many dangers and unseen drawbacks.

This new golden Divine Persona, however, had completely purged those hidden perils.

The resonance between his new Divine Persona and his sea of consciousness was seamless. His control over his physical body and his mastery over his divine sense had risen to a whole new level. Though still a mid-ranking God, he had become vastly more powerful than before!

"Pang Jian!" his master called urgently from his sword token. "I'm on my way! Li Wang and Zhu Ji are coming with me. That brat Dong Tianze, and Wu Yuan too, have they..."

Li Zhaotian feared the two had become puppets to some foreign will.

"Pang Jian!" Li Yuqing sprang to her feet, her eyes wide in shock. "You—your Divine Persona!"

Pang Ling also cried out in astonishment, "Father!"

Barely any time had passed since Pang Jian shattered his Divine Persona. Pang Jian had formed his new Divine Persona in the brief time it took for the gray cluster of Corruption to fly off, and for Dong Tianze and Wu Yuan to descend into chaos.

Both Li Yuqing and Pang Ling had thought it would at least take several days. Unexpectedly, he had succeeded in mere moments.

"Go!" With a sharp flick of his robe, that pitch-black cloak wrapped itself around Dong Tianze's crumbling body.

"He Motian, Fa Ji, Qi Ya, Mo Yue, Bai Jin!"

Pang Jian called out the names of two Great Demon Gods and several mid-ranking Demon Gods. Corresponding demonic characters appeared within his golden Divine Persona each time a name was spoken.

Intricate runes stirred to life within the golden crystal. They twisted and pulsed according to Pang Jian's will, drawing upon the authority that came with being able to devour the divine consciousness of the Outer Gods.

Golden light burst forth from the crystal as it slowly rotated above his sea of consciousness.

Piercing screams rang out from within his Divine Persona.

What scheme are you plotting this time?

We've already angered Sovereign Luo because of you! What more do you want?!

A chorus of wails rose from the Demon Gods.

Snuff out the Celestial Phoenix Imprint. Kill that crimson phoenix,

Pang Jian commanded without hesitation.

Exhilaration coursed through him. Using his golden Divine Persona in tandem with the demonic cloak, Pang Jian sensed he could siphon the divine consciousness of any Demon God, even consume and obliterate their demonic souls. None were exempt, not even the likes of Fa Ji or He Motian.

His golden Divine Persona no longer merely mimicked the characteristic ability of the Nether Abyss Spirit Bees to devour divine consciousness—he had transcended them.

The golden bees of the Nether Abyss could only absorb divine consciousness when it intruded upon his sea of consciousness. His new Divine Persona, on the other hand, allowed him to siphon divine consciousness so long as he had a name and a target through the cloak.

Moreover, this was not just limited to divine consciousness. He could even devour demonic souls and absorb everything from memories to demonic energy, assimilating them all into himself.

"Pang Jian!" He Motian's Titan Race form towered like a mountain in the starry skies. Pressing a prayer bead to the forehead of one of his faces, he growled, "Hand over the cloak. If you help us propel the Primordial Demon to the rank of a Sovereign, we'll let you walk away alive. If not—"

He Motian's divine consciousness and demonic soul were being pulled away before he could even finish his threat.

In the Abyss, Pang Jian was using his golden Divine Persona and the name inscribed upon the demonic cloak to plunder everything He Motian possessed across all his demonic bodies.

The He Motians scattered across the Demon Realms were being pried open. Pang Jian was siphoning away these fragments of his demonic soul through unfathomable secret techniques.

He Motian was nearly driven to madness from the shock. Mustering all his strength, he desperately attempted to stabilize his demonic soul, but to no avail.

Fragments of his demonic soul and divine consciousness were pulled away one after another. His memories started to blur, his understanding of the Dao of Demon grew fractured, and his strength rapidly faded, leaving him mentally drained and powerless.

Fa Ji, either follow the example of the mid-ranking Gods and help me destroy that Celestial Phoenix Imprint, or end up like He Motian, with your strength and cultivation forcibly stripped away. The choice is yours,

Pang Jian said coldly from the Abyss.

Unfurling the power of his golden Divine Persona, Pang Jian sealed the fragments of He Motian's demonic soul and divine consciousness into the section of the cloak inscribed with He Motian's name.

As a Great Demon God, He Motian had long mastered the art of dividing his soul into fragments to possess different vessels. Pang Jian was further dissecting these fragments, piece by piece.

My new Divine Persona not only inherited the abilities of the Nether Abyss Spirit Bees, but can also draw upon the power of the Soulstream itself,

Pang Jian realized.

The Ghost Race's soul-related techniques and the Demon Races' mastery over emotion fall under the dominion of the Soulstream. With the demonic cloak and the shackles of the names on it, I can suppress even the Great Demon Gods!

With that in mind, Pang Jian warned Fa Ji once more,

Fa Ji, I'm only giving you this one chance.

After sending that thought across, Pang Jian moved past Dong Tianze, still wrapped in the demonic cloak, and came to stand before Wu Yuan.

Staring directly at the Demon Lair between Wu Yuan's brows, Pang Jian asked, "Will you leave on your own, or do I have to personally invite you out?"

A sharp crackling sound split the air. The Thunder Pool, which had earlier flown in from a spatial rift, shrank onto Pang Jian's palm.

His irises turned gold. Threads of divine sense flowed from him, resonating with the Dao Seals and the miniature palaces within the Thunder Pool. Their synchronization reached the deepest level of attunement.

The Duke of Thunder had been one of the mightiest high-ranking Gods and the Thunder Pool's original owner, but even he likely would not have achieved this level of harmony.

Pang Jian's new Divine Persona was simply extraordinary!

Even just a careless glance was enough for Pang Jian to see through the depths of Wu Yuan's sea of consciousness. The Primordial Demon had manifested as a boundless shadow, engulfing Wu Yuan's sea of consciousness and divine soul, seeking to seize everything that was his.

The Primordial Demon said calmly, "Pang Jian, give me Demonheaven's cloak, and I will spare Wu Yuan. I'll even agree to withdraw from the Abyss."

"You still think you're in a position to bargain with me?" Pang Jian laughed, amused yet scornful. His gaze sharpened with an eerie glint. "Primordial Demon, I know the vast majority of your secrets. But you? How much do you truly know about me?"