Metal Dao Source

Purgatory, Seventh Realm.

Amid the dark void between heaven and earth, an enormous Black Phoenix vast enough to blot out the sky and cover the sun floated silently.

Time and the ages seemed to hold no meaning for her.

She had existed for a very, very long time. Suspended here, she had also endured through countless long eras.

She released power outward, then drew power back in.

She spewed out streams of origin essence, then reclaimed stream after stream of origin essence, continuously accumulating the power of nirvana through this process.

At this moment, her eyes were tightly shut, her entire body wreathed in dense demon energy, her posture elegant and breathtakingly beautiful.

Feather after feather of pitch-black plumage emitted the ultimate black radiance, while containing filthy alien powers of destruction, ruin, virulent poison, death, and more, emerging around her demon body in the form of Dao-mark laws.

Though she had clearly lain in deathly stillness for a long time, she somehow gave off a strange sense of flourishing vitality.

"Whoosh!"

Pang Jian suddenly descended from the sky, once again arriving before her.

"Pang Lin..."

Gazing at her, Pang Jian called out softly, sensing her tremor.

She showed no reaction.

Yet the dark power flowing from within her, along with streams of vast filthy alien power, vanished into thin air around her.

Invisible passageways accepted the power she released and delivered it to Pang Lin, far away in the Sea of Mist.

"If you truly are Pang Lin, if you are one of Pang Lin's past lives, then I hope you..."

Pang Jian used his godhead to stir the seven Heaven-Reaching Tribulation Pillars.

Though he was in the Seventh Realm, the moment a thought arose from his godhead, the seven Heaven-Reaching Tribulation Pillars standing in the Fifth Realm bloomed once