Chaos

In the void of the Fifth Realm.

With the canopy-like "curtain" gone, the sky had become as dim as that of the Fourth Realm, and everyone could see chunks of shattered land.

"The Sovereign's robe!"

"Demon Heaven Sovereign, the previous leader of the extraterrestrial Devil Race!"

"Tsk! A single robe sealed off the skies of the Fifth Realm for tens of millions of years? Unbelievable."

After Pang Jian's explanation, Su Wanrou and Yin Ji repeatedly looked toward the robe in his hand.

Both women were utterly astonished.

"These extraterrestrial demon gods do have a rather peculiar sense of humor."

Li Zhaotian, meanwhile, let out a mute laugh. Stroking the chin layered with folds of fat, he said with an amused expression, "With this robe in hand, can you gain insight into many demon gods beyond the heavens? Their avatars, and the actions of their true bodies—you can see them all?"

Pang Jian said, "I can only see the demon gods who left their true names on the robe."

"What about Hemo Tian?" Su Wanrou asked curiously.

"Yes, I can see Him." Pang Jian nodded. "A strand of His divine consciousness descended into Purgatory, but Zhu Ji killed it before it could succeed. His other self above the Sea of Mist is currently flying into a rage."

"Pang Jian!"

King Li had also come over and heard their conversation. In surprise, he asked, "Since you can perceive them, do those demon gods beyond the heavens know that you are spying on them?"

The thought of using a robe to learn the movements of all demon gods stirred King Li's interest.

He excelled at laying plans.

If he could learn of the various schemes of the extraterrestrial races through a great demon god like Hemo Tian, he could prepare in advance and