Chapter 895: A Living Being

Ling Yun's subordinate?

Pang Jian's thoughts raced. He suspected this overseer of Fragmented Divinity Mountain had almost certainly been in contact with Ling Yun.

As a leading figure of the previous era, Ling Yun had firmly controlled the Spirit Race both inside and outside the bizarre mist. He had even taught the current Sovereign of the Spirit Race, Fu Ya, back then.

Those same Gods of the past would undoubtedly choose to follow the resurrected Ling Yun once more. In other words, Ling Yun had almost certainly met with Can Ye after fleeing the Ruin Realm.

Pang Jian split his focus, secretly communicating with his sister while studying Can Ye.

Gaze sweeping across the other Gods on the mountain, he asked, "Did anyone leave using the teleportation array inside the mountain recently?"

"The teleportation array in Fragmented Divinity Mountain leads to the starry skies. Others use it to leave all the time. Who exactly are you looking for?" Can Ye demanded impatiently.

"I wasn't asking you," Pang Jian said expressionlessly.

The gathered Gods of varying ranks, seeing that Pang Jian and Can Ye were on the verge of conflict, chose not to get involved. Some even quietly left the mountain peak.

Pang Jian frowned, eyes locking with a mid-ranking God of the Ghost Race.

The God of the Ghost Race shuddered violently as he felt an external consciousness invading his mind. A dazzling river of golden light appeared in his sea of consciousness, leaving his Divine Persona in piercing agony.

"Soul search." Pang Jian's cold voice echoed from the river of light.

Interwoven strands of golden divine sense transformed into runes, extracting the mid-ranking God's memories from his Divine Persona and divine soul. Decades of his memories were laid bare in that river of light, allowing Pang Jian to swiftly sift through them.

The God of the Ghost Race felt faint. It was as though blades were slicing through his mind, filling him with the terror that he was about to die.

"Pang Jian!"

The other Gods paled. They had seen only a flash of gold in Pang Jian's eyes before that God of the Ghost Race became nothing more than his puppet.

"There was!" shouted a low-ranking God of the Wood Race. Terrified at Pang Jian's actions, he betrayed Can Ye before Pang Jian could finish stripping the memories from the God of the Ghost Race. "A God of the Spirit Race came looking for Can Ye not long ago and then left using the teleportation array! Your business with him has nothing to do with us, so don't come after us!"

With that, the God of the Wood Race hastily retreated far from Fragmented Divinity Mountain, unwilling to stay even a moment longer.

Can Ye, standing on the pool, shot that God of the Wood Race a cold glare. "A stray dog I took in dares to reveal my secrets? You'll die first."

Two crimson bats flew out from the cracks on the mountain and shot straight toward the God of the Wood Race, ravenously devouring his flesh, bones, and sinew. In just a few seconds, the God of the Wood Race was stripped of his organs and flesh, leaving only a human-shaped skin.

"Lord Can Ye, please spare me! I don't want to be part of your conflict, but I'm too weak to resist Pang Jian's mental invasion!" The God of the Wood Race pleaded desperately from his still-intact head.

Can Ye was unmoved. "No one is permitted to leave."

Strange creatures akin to birds, mosquitoes, blood-colored serpents, and more swarmed out of the fractured mountain, radiating bloodthirsty light as they pursued the fleeing Gods through the bizarre mist. At the same time, the cracks on Fragmented Divinity Mountain widened further.

"Found it," muttered Pang Jian.

The memories from the God of the Ghost Race finally revealed an image of a Spirit Race man, along with Can Ye's deferential behavior toward him.

Although his appearance had changed and his aura was altered, Can Ye's cautious deference all but confirmed that it was Ling Yun.

𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Can Ye, where did Ling Yun go?" Pang Jian demanded.

"Ling Yun?"

"Ling Yun, the fallen ancient God of Life? That was him? That God of the Spirit Race was him?"

"Lord Can Ye has been searching all these years for traces of his blood essence, planning to resurrect him using secret arts! Did he actually succeed?"

The crowd of Gods erupted in startled cries.

"If that really was Ling Yun, then...Can Ye could have resurrected that Sovereign if he had Ling Yun's blood essence and the Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis!" shouted a Fey God. "The Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis could actually be hidden in this mountain!"

A swarm of mosquitoes and flies engulfed the Fey God, a massive green serpent, as he spoke. Fragmented Divinity Mountain suppressed his bloodline powers and innate techniques, leaving him helpless as the insects burrowed straight into his body.

"Can Ye's gone mad! With Ling Yun resurrected, he has a powerful backer. He—"

The fleeing Gods cursed at Can Ye.

They had previously been united against Pang Jian due to Can Ye's incitement. However, with Can Ye's indiscriminate slaughter, they now turned on the overseer instead.

Unfortunately, most of the Gods seeking refuge on Fragmented Divinity Mountain were of low rank or lacked powerful divine artifacts, making them no match for Can Ye. Many also suffered from lingering injuries, with their combat prowess far from their peak. Once Can Ye launched his attack, they could only flee in chaos, unable to handle even the bloodthirsty creatures he unleashed.

"Pang Jian! Save us!"

"You're the new overlord of the bizarre mist. You're our new leader, not Ling Yun!"

"And definitely not Can Ye!"

A few of the fleeing Gods charged desperately toward the massive God King's skull like it was their lifeline.

"If the Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis really exists, that would mean that Can Ye plans to strip our flesh and blood to nourish Ling Yun!"

"Ling Yun will need abundant flesh and blood to return to Sovereignhood. It's essential for a God of Life like him!"

"That's why Can Ye has been recruiting wandering Gods recently! I bet he's stockpiling us as sustenance for Ling Yun!"

The fear in the fleeing Gods' hearts deepened even further as they realized the horrifying truth.

Boom!

A low-ranking God of the Celestial Race exploded violently. His limbs, chunks of flesh, blood, and divine soul flew into the widening cracks on Fragmented Divinity Mountain, slipping deeper inside into the hidden Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis.

The fissures in the mountain emitted eerie sounds, like a terrifying monster with countless narrow mouths that sought to devour the remains of the fleeing Gods.

This mountain...is a living being!

Though taken aback, Pang Jian was in no hurry to act, instead continuing to observe Can Ye while secretly communicating with his sister.

Suddenly, a surge of intense vitality erupted from Fragmented Divinity Mountain!

The Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis can create all kinds of strange beings,

Pang Lin explained.

If you strip away a divine being's intelligence and remove their potential for evolution, it can produce Gods that know only slaughter.