The void above the Sea of Ghost Mist.
"Where is Pang Jian?"
The five Great Demon Gods of the Ruins Domain had been watching Pang Jian's Primordial Spirit body within the "Chaos Star River." Now, they discovered that he had suddenly vanished into thin air.
The five Great Demon Gods anxiously scanned their surroundings, yet they could neither see any trace of Pang Jian nor sense the slightest hint of his presence.
The stars remained resplendent. Within that newborn star river where sun and moon coexisted, monstrous surges of extraordinary energy churned.
Energy from other starry skies, drawn and absorbed by this galaxy, was still pouring into it without end.
The many stars, blazing suns, full moons, and five continents concealing the miraculous wonders of Dao Sources that Pang Jian had created had all become brimming with life—treasured lands exceptionally suited for living beings to inhabit.
As long as flesh-and-blood creatures within such stellar continents were willing to draw in and refine the boundless extraordinary energy, and comprehend the profound truths buried within the wondrous spectacles of heaven and earth, they could hope to begin life's transformation in a relatively short time.
Becoming a god was no longer some unattainable fantasy.
This "Chaos Star River" was a newborn heaven and earth wholly under Pang Jian's control, a sacred divine land where he could bring blessings to all living beings.
Yet Pang Jian, its creator, was not here at this moment.
"The Sea of Ghost Mist!"
"Like that spear, he has entered the Sea of Ghost Mist too!"
Pang Ling suddenly cried out.
Relying on her spiritual connection with Pang Jian, she saw a scene the five Great Demon Gods could not see. "I saw a mountain—a divine mountain encircled by the stars. It..."
"It is the incarnation of the Sea