Chapter 875: God King Yan Hao, He Who Strikes the Heavens with Nine Suns

A breathtaking vision flooded Pang Jian's mind.

Nine blazing suns surrounded a towering figure as he waged war across the starry skies.

His body glowed red and gold, burning with endless light and heat.

This person was the mightiest of both the Fire Gods and the Sun Gods, perfectly merging the essences of the sun and fire into one.

The nine massive suns surrounding his figure radiated an aura of destruction capable of incinerating all things, striking terror into Outer Gods across the starry skies.

Everywhere he went, all beings—divine or otherwise—would prostrate themselves in worship. Those daring to defy him or to show the slightest disrespect would be instantly reduced to ashes.

He reigned over the starry skies as the strongest being in existence.

In the vision, a grand palace shrouded in dazzling radiance lay beneath his imposing form. This mysterious palace appeared to serve as his divine platform, within which the marks of many divine beings were etched, ready to receive his command.

The sight of that radiant palace instinctively brought four words to Pang Jian's mind.

The Hall of Gods!

Countless Gods gathered in the divine palace, chanting his name so thunderously that the walls shook.

"Yan Hao!"

"Yan Hao!"

"Yan Hao!"

Earth-shaking power poured from the palace into the being commanding the nine blazing suns, making his might even more fearsome.

"God King Yan Hao. He who strikes the heavens with nine suns!" roared the Gods within the palace.

With that, the red and gold figure maneuvered the Hall of Gods into the endless bizarre mist.

That was the last they ever saw of him.

The vision in Pang Jian's mind came to an end after that.

Suddenly, the light and heat of the sun in Pang Jian's Primordial Chaos Starry Expanse grew several dozen times more intense!

The Primordial Chaos Starry Expanse blazed so brightly that looking at it brought a stabbing pain to the eyes of the observer.

"Sun-Refining Art!"

Scattered fragments of memory shimmered in Pang Jian's mind and, under the guidance of his Immortal Divine Soul, they arranged themselves into an ancient technique.

The core concept of the technique was to select a sun for sacrificial refinement and turn it into one's personal artifact.

This seemed no less formidable than the Primordial Demon Fusion Art. It even seemed a tier above the Dao of Sovereign Demonheaven.

Like a man discovering a priceless treasure, Pang Jian hurriedly analyzed the wonders of the divine technique.

Pure divine power continued to stream from the bottom of the whirlpool formed by the Primordial Demon Fusion Art, flowing into his dantian and the manifested Primordial Chaos Starry Expanse where he stood.

The most abundant and pure energies in the star were fire energy and solar energy, but there was actually a wide array of other energies as well. These encompassed cold, lightning, the stars, the moons, earth, and metal—essentially the common energies found across most of the starry skies. However, they were all incredibly refined.

All of this from a single star!

Pang Jian was overjoyed. He had never expected that using the Primordial Demon Fusion Art to devour a star in the Ruin Realm would yield this enormous harvest!

The power he received from the star was nearly boundless, far exceeding the sum of everything he had refined over the years. It felt endless, to the point he even worried about whether he could withstand it.

A star refined from the remnants of a God King's divine power is truly extraordinary. No wonder that ancient God of Life, Ling Yun, was so determined to claim the Ruin Realm for himself!

Pang Jian's eyes shone with a fierce light. This Ruin Realm was almost certainly the skull of God King Yan Hao!

That God King had once led the Hall of Gods in a campaign against the so-called "heavens," waging war within the same bizarre mist where they stood!

God King Yan Hao ultimately fell in the bizarre mist. That Hall of Gods was likely reduced to rubble, wiping away the marks that the Gods of that era had left within it.

The Gods of that era referred to God King Yan Hao as "he who strikes the heavens" before he descended into the bizarre mist. But how could the bizarre mist be the "heavens" they were talking about?

Pang Jian pondered silently.

Meanwhile, the vast sea of demonic energy continued to churn with the Primordial Demon Fusion Art. The ancient Demon Gods driving the whirlpool became even more towering, releasing an increasingly terrifying aura.

Refining the star had provided Pang Jian with a tremendous variety of energies. He channeled part of them into the Demon Gods he had forged from blood essence, soul essence, and the names of Demon Gods, causing them to grow even more powerful.

Each Demon God's name was a refined crystallization of their unique demonic techniques and bloodline mysteries. They would be fully manifested for as long as there was enough blood and soul energy to sustain them.

Fortunately, Pang Jian had more than enough power to manifest those Demon Gods after uniting his Immortal Divine Soul and Divine Persona.

The miracles the unified Pang Jian displayed far exceeded Fa Ji's understanding and expectations, leaving him feeling genuinely uneasy.

Even Lord Demonheaven in his prime would have found it difficult to manifest Demon Gods from their names without outside help!

Would Lord Primordial Demon still have any hope of attaining Sovereignhood if Pang Jian were to leave the Ruin Realm and return to the bizarre mist?

Pang Jian wields the Primordial Demon Fusion Art better than its creator, Lord Primordial Demon. Not to mention, his ability to manifest Demon Gods using their names on the cloak also surpasses Sovereign Demonheaven himself!"

Fa Ji's heart trembled. It seemed the Demon Races were destined to end up living under Pang Jian's shadow in the future.

"Why is that sun so blindingly bright? I've wandered through countless starry regions, but I've never seen a sun this radiant!" Xing Huan rubbed his eyes and had to look away. "Just what was inside that star he devoured?"

The Duke of Thunder in the Thunder Pool, in his draconic form, raised his head and said, "Some peerless divine technique was probably used to refine such a sun!"

"Yan Hao's Sun-Refining Art," Ling Yun said, expression grave.

At that moment, the whirlpool formed through the Primordial Demon Fusion Art swallowed another star, sinking it into the sea of demonic energy.

The ash-grey star exploded.

A single beam of light, brimming with energies that made even the World Gods tremble, shot out from the remnants of the star and sank into the whirlpool's depths.

A second blazing sun appeared in the Primordial Chaos Starry Expanse!

Pang Jian grinned at the sight.

The World Gods, on the other hand, were unbearably hot. It felt as though an overwhelming force had overwritten the laws of the Ruin Realm yet again.

This second star contained a Solar Core from one of God King Yan Hao's nine suns!

The terrifying fire and solar energies sealed within that Solar Core were so intense that even Pang Jian, the wielder, felt the searing heat. Dividing his focus, he hastily used the newly comprehended Sun-Refining Art to temper and shape it.

Twisting rays of light and arcs of lightning appeared within his golden Divine Persona, tangible manifestations of the Dao of Sun and the Dao of Fire that were eternally branded on his being.

Pang Jian's understanding of the mysteries of the sun and fire rose at lightning speed!

"Lord Ling Yun!" cried Mu Duo of the Wood Race, regret and helplessness in his voice. The heat from the suns had caused his skin to become cracked as if severely dehydrated. "This entire realm is falling apart. That whirlpool is about to absorb all the stars and continents!"

"I know." Ling Yun frowned as he watched yet another star disappear into the massive whirlpool.

Unleashing his divine techniques, he severed the connection between the Ruin Realm and the Shadow Abyss.

The Ruin Realm rocked with violent tremors as it flew through the bizarre mist once more.

Pang Jian's Primordial Chaos Starry Expanse churned turbulently, and even the Divine Court of Thunder shook uncontrollably.

Outside the Ruin Realm, rings of flowing light spiraled, filled with the power to pierce through the fabric of space.

A long time passed.

Then, a shadowy expanse of stars appeared before them.

"The Ruin Realm has left the bizarre mist!"

"It's been exposed right before the eyes of the Outer Gods!"

"Ling Yun has brought the Ruin Realm out!"