Transforming into a Source of Light

Her contempt was so natural.

It was as though, to Her, all living beings besides Herself were not even the same kind of lifeform, not on the same level of existence.

Nor were they of the same magnitude.

Over Her long, endless years, the number of aberrant beings, gods, and alien gods who had died by Her hand was beyond count.

Her emotions had long since gone numb, and even Her impressions of those who had died had become blurred.

She only knew that whoever dared create obstacles or trouble on Her path forward would be erased by Her.

No matter who it was.

Before She had awakened, the events that had occurred when Her other self's human consciousness encountered Pang Jian were, compared to the countless deepest imprints of memory from Her endless years, no more than a drop in the ocean.

They were not worth mentioning at all.

Thus, She did not care whether Pang Jian lived or died.

The reason She had been willing to show mercy before, willing to let Pang Jian continue living, was merely because She wished to achieve Her purpose through him.

Nothing more.

But now, Pang Jian actually dared attack Her, dared sabotage Her plans!

"Goodbye."

The icicle-like sharp weapon pierced toward Pang Jian's glabella, intending to shatter his frozen sea of soul consciousness and crush his godhead.

"Splash! Splash!"

The sound of gently flowing water suddenly rose within Pang Jian's mind.

The eyes Pang Jian had kept open abruptly shone with seven-colored divine light.

The next moment, within the godhead that stood in his sea of soul consciousness like a mountain range of divine crystals, a radiant seven-colored divine silhouette suddenly emerged.

"Whoosh!"

Pang Jian suddenly vanished.

From the Heaven-Reaching Tribulation Pillar on the Fifth Continent, he arrived directly on the