Chapter 903: The Void Race

The expressions on the elder True Gods' faces changed dramatically.

The newcomer was a divine being with a translucent body, with blood and bones that surged with intense spatial fluctuations. He was only a mid-ranking God and held no divine artifacts in his hands.

As a mid-ranking God, he was not powerful enough to alarm the older True Gods as much as he had. However, even the younger generation, like Dong Tianze and Wu Yuan, with their lack of knowledge about the starry skies, could see the deep unease in the eyes of Lin Baixiang and the others.

The Void Race...

Light flickered in Li Yuqing's eyes as she recalled the God of Fate's detailed descriptions of this race. Her heart trembled violently.

"The teleportation array!" Her exclamation and Lin Baixiang's shout rang out in unison.

Mu Qingya, Xu Ling, and Pei Lin instantly understood the situation and transformed into streaks of light, trying to rush toward the teleportation array to preserve its integrity.

They were too late. The teleportation array that had been used to receive the True Gods surged with abnormal spatial fluctuations before erupting with a boom.

All the materials and spirit stones exploded, and the massive teleportation array was obliterated.

The teleportation array's destruction created spatial ripples that formed fissures in the fabric of space. Streaks of light flashed within these fissures, as if each connected to different places.

"Mu Qingya! This is all your fault for being careless. Are you trying to get us all killed?!" Pei Lin from the Forsaken Expanse Sect shouted, pale with fear as he was caught in the spreading spatial ripples that twisted as though trying to drag him into another place.

"Don't let him leave here alive!" Xu Ling yelled, releasing a wave of endless sword light that transformed into a massive glowing sphere and enveloped the uninvited guest.

Lin Baixiang and Mu Qingya, both powerful Sword Gods from the Sword Pavilion, each also unleashed a strike.

Sword light arced like rainbows, its chilling intent sealing off millions of li of space, capable of slicing through everything.

The mid-ranking God of the Void Race let out a mocking laugh.

"Our ranks might differ, but I am from the Void Race!" he crowed with undisguised pride. "Your sword light and sword intent are perfect for tearing open the fragile fabric of space!"

His translucent body darted freely between the sword lights, slipping into the spatial rifts that split open in their wake.

"Members of the Void Race can sense even the faintest ripple from a teleportation array. Blame your bad luck. I happened to be traversing the starry skies nearby when I detected this secret meeting spot of yours.

"How fortunate for me. There are not only ancient fossils here but also plenty of new-generation human race cultivators from the Abyss as well.

"Heh. Just wait. I'll see to it that none of you escape this time."

The mid-ranking God of the Void Race flitted through different spatial rifts, streaking away like a flowing light. He never engaged the True Gods of the human race head-on, only constantly evading them, all the while keeping up his cold taunts.

Finally, he vanished into a closing spatial rift. The tears in space closed up behind him, and even the spreading spatial ripples faded without a trace.

Only the scattered debris of the ruined teleportation array remained.

The older True Gods felt their hearts sink, their expressions growing uglier by the second.

"Without a teleportation array, we're doomed to be hunted down here." Xu Ling's eyes dimmed as he stared out at the desolate starry region. "It won't be long before he gathers a group of Outer Gods and returns here through the spatial rifts. There isn't another teleportation array nearby. There isn't even anywhere to hide. It'll be difficult for us to escape this time."

"Mu Qingya!" Pei Lin shouted urgently. "You know how to build a teleportation array. You—"

"The materials I had were only enough to build one teleportation array," Mu Qingya interrupted bitterly. "I already built one in the Darkcloud Realm to come here. It was destroyed after we left.

"Even if I did have more materials, there wouldn't be enough time to construct it. Everyone, this is my fault. I panicked and brought them all with me, only to run right into that God of the Void Race."

Mu Qingya was filled with guilt. He had likely doomed the True Gods in the starry skies to extinction.

"The Void Race..." Dong Tianze glanced at Li Yuqing for guidance. "Is this race really that hard to deal with?"

"The Void Race is unique in that every single member has a deep mastery of spatial laws. They don't need any teleportation arrays to travel between starry regions," Li Yuqing explained with a troubled expression. "They're not only skilled in combat but also incredibly good at escaping.

"You saw it yourself. That God of the Void Race was only a mid-ranking God, yet he could easily flee, even under our siege.

"The Void Race in the starry skies also has a Sovereign, the God of Space, watching over them. He's their leader and patriarch. Many powerful Gods outside of the Void Race also serve him.

"Not to mention, the Gods of the Void Race can use their innate ability to open spatial rifts to bring others here. It's easy to see what's coming..." Li Yuqing trailed off with a shake of her head.

Fear settled onto the faces of Li Wang, Su Wanrou, Li Zhaotian, and the others at her explanation.

It was easy to imagine a field of spatial rifts appearing, with an army of Outer Gods loyal to the God of Space, or perhaps even to Sovereign Luo and the God of Wisdom, pouring through them in waves.

"It's over. I would've rather fought Ling Yun to the death back in the Darkcloud Realm if I'd known coming here would end like this." The red in Dong Tianze's eyes deepened, and his expression grew cold as he added, "Let's hope there aren't too many high-ranking Gods. If we're going to die, I at least want to take a few of them down with me."

Pang Ling's tangible body appeared above the canopy of her tree form in the distance.

"We just had to run into a member of the Void Race. I'm afraid we really might not be able to escape this time," she muttered in despair.

Faced with such a desperate situation, the only way out she could think of was Pang Jian. If Pang Jian showed up, there would at least be the hope of survival.

Father...

she called softly in her heart.

***

The skull of a God King, shining like a blazing sun, drifted through the vast bizarre mist, crossing tens of thousands of li in the blink of an eye.

After Fragmented Divinity Mountain was destroyed and the teleportation array shattered, Mu Duo had obediently returned to the Ruin Realm, waiting to witness the unfolding of miracles.

He knew Pang Jian would never trust him again and dared not hope for too much. Resigned to just getting by, he shrank back and stayed inside the realm.

The Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis.

Mu Duo stood on a verdant star, gazing at the vitality-filled cyan city with eyes full of longing and hope.

As a God of the Wood Race, he could sense that the wondrous vitality from the legendary Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis could help him advance his cultivation.

The structure was being laid across the thirty-six stars and twenty-four continents with the intention of birthing new life.

This is the realm of a creator, made to create living beings and to evolve them.

Mu Duo had a feeling that the start of life in the Ruin Realm would allow it to surpass both the Nether Abyss and the Abyss. It would become the greatest wonder of the bizarre mist.

Pang Jian's will would become the will of this realm, fully absorbing God King Yan Hao's remnant divine power and divine techniques.

Will he be an Exalted God or a Sovereign?

Mu Duo wondered.

Comparing Pang Jian to Ling Yun, he could not help but feel that this World God Paragon would surpass the ancient God of Life and become a new miracle within the bizarre mist.

A new leader will emerge, capable of uniting all the races within the bizarre mist and standing against the invading Outer Gods.

Still, when Mu Duo thought of the starry skies with its four Sovereigns and mysterious Hall of Gods, he could not help but feel that Pang Jian's chances of victory were slim.

Vast life energy, infused with the power of creation, erupted from the Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis and poured into Pang Jian like a waterfall.

"Life. All Gods ascended through the Dao of Life, whether from the bizarre mist or the starry skies..." Pang Jian murmured.

This mumble came from deep within Pang Jian's sea of consciousness, yet it resounded throughout the entire Ruin Realm. It was as if his inner voice had become the voice of the Ruin Realm itself, a soul ripple of a supreme being, unconsciously spilling outward.

Mu Duo's heart trembled. As Pang Jian's connection to the Ruin Realm grew ever stronger, his control also deepened.

The Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis is a sanctum forged for the Gods of Life and can be used to sense other divine beings pursuing the Dao of Life.

Pang Jian sank slowly into the cyan city, lost in thought.

With the Ruin Realm and the Soulstream assisting him, Pang Jian was able to smooth out the chaotic aspects of the Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis, effectively refining and claiming it for himself. The Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis thus became an artifact even more closely attuned to him than the Demonheaven's cloak or the Divine Court of Thunder.

As his divine sense sank into the Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis, his awareness pierced beyond the bizarre mist and stretched into the vast starry skies.

He searched the starry skies for those pursuing the Dao of Life—specifically, the most powerful among them.

A presence radiating waves of life energy naturally drew his attention, almost pulling at Pang Jian's attention.

Ling Yun!

The first being he sensed was the most powerful being pursuing the Dao of Life!

The Abyssal Demon had not been able to find him, but Pang Jian had managed to locate him through the Sanctum of Godly and Demonic Genesis!