Seeking a Chance to Live in Desperate Straits

Above the Sea of Mist, beyond the Ruins Domain.

Pang Jian's body, wreathed in golden divine radiance, passed through the Boundary Wall and entered the empty, silent, frigid starry expanse.

His hands were empty; he did not have a single usable artifact.

Beneath him was the God King's skull, blazing with terrifying light and heat like a sun of fire crystal.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

The enormous skull released flames and sunlight that made the surviving gods tremble uncontrollably.

The four Great Demon Gods, along with Zi Mo, the Ghost Clan's supreme being, faced with this skull from a God King, felt nothing but terror. Not a trace of greed dared arise within them.

Bang!

Fragile vessels near the skull, along with the garments worn by gods, all turned to ashes.

Some stones drawn toward it exploded into dust, dispersing within the void.

This terrifying skull continued endlessly devouring the extraordinary energies of the starry sky, devouring everything belonging to lower gods and middle gods.

Within the skull, Ling Yun, the ancient God of Life, was using the vast starry-sky powers he had absorbed to condense brand-new stars, intending to evolve life races upon continent after continent.

"The Realm God Plate..."

Pang Jian frowned tightly.

Within this starry expanse were Fuya, the God of Wisdom, Luo Shen, and Zi Mo, the Ghost Clan's supreme being.

He had grudges and enmity with several of these powerful gods. He had ruined each of their plans before.

At this moment, he could use his perception to communicate with heaven and earth, connecting to the Metal Dao Source in Purgatory's Seventh Realm, and he could also communicate with the Soul Dao Source of the Nether Prison.

But without the Realm God Plate in his hand—without this crucial medium—he could not traverse the void in an