Suppressing with the Soul

In the vast river of stars, Pang Jian's aura was everywhere.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

The omnipresent energy surging through the depths of the starry river converged in one place, and Pang Jian abruptly appeared.

He looked calmly at Zhu Ji, his bearing not the slightest bit inferior.

Within his own divine domain, he was the supreme god.

This river of stars, independent of Purgatory, along with its stars, sun, and moon, was a tangible product formed from the fusion of Great Dao laws and vast foreign energies.

The stars concealed unfathomable mysteries, while the sun and moon brimmed with wonders.

He could wield every tangible object in this river of stars, shift the stars, and relocate the sun and moon.

Zhu Ji did not look at him, instead gazing around as he said calmly, "So this is the starry sky beyond the heavens."

As he spoke, the "divine avatar" Zhu Ji had summoned suddenly rose segment by segment.

After entering the Divine Awakening Realm, his Great Dao had undergone a qualitative breakthrough, and the varieties of power he could wield had become far more abundant.

He drew the turbid foreign energies of the Fifth Realm and the heaven-and-earth spiritual energy of the worlds above into his body, turning them into the source of power that strengthened his "divine avatar."

"Your divine domain is quite peculiar, but it may not be able to trap me."

"Without drawing upon the power in this river of stars that belongs to you, I can still break open your divine domain with the power I have stored within myself alone."

Zhu Ji lightly clenched his fist.

"Crack! Crack!"

Strange sounds came from his bony fingers. Dazzling lightning formed between his fingers, while a terrifyingly powerful energy brewed in his palm.

Zhu Ji, fist clenched, was