Deep within the Sea of Mist.
Yuan Yi, in the form of a gaunt old man, squatted atop His Realm God Plate, His demon eyes flickering with ghostfire-like light.
His gaze rested on the transparent Boundary Wall of the Underworld Prison.
Behind Him floated the realm gods and deities of the Sea of Mist worlds, all staring at the Boundary Wall as He did.
"Elder Yuan, will Longdi and that Pang Jian definitely fight in the Underworld Prison?"
A Ghost Clan deity asked.
Yuan Yi bared His teeth in a smile. "I know Longdi. He will not willingly give up everything He currently possesses. And in the Underworld Prison now, Pang Jian is replacing Him, becoming the new leader of that world."
"Without the nourishment of Underworld Prison soil, Longdi can never advance to become a Sovereign. He will not allow Pang Jian to strip Him of His authority."
"All we need to do is wait patiently."
The old ape was brimming with confidence.
"When Pang Jian was roared to death by you, he was still an inconspicuous nobody. How did he suddenly become so terrifying?" the Ghost Clan deity asked in astonishment.
"Perfectly normal. From my understanding of the laws of the Sea of Mist, whenever a catastrophe of this scale erupts, a few miracles always emerge." Yuan Yi smiled dismissively. "But many dazzling miracles do not necessarily end well."
"Miracles are sometimes strangled in the cradle by old gods like us."
"Erasing such miracles and plundering the miracles upon them are also opportunities for old gods like us to break through."
"Hm!"
Surprise abruptly appeared in Yuan Yi's demon eyes.
"Pang Jian!"
A colossal divine body, lofty and majestic, wreathed in seven-colored divine radiance, unexpectedly passed through the Underworld Prison's Boundary Wall and suddenly appeared deep within the