Return to the Ruins Domain

"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"

The deep, murky sea of mist was slowly drifting upward toward the starry sky at a steady pace.

The gods in the heavens looked down upon the strange condition of the mist sea, each of them gripped by dread and unease. Even the two Sovereigns were no exception.

No one knew why this sea of mist, which had always remained tranquil, had suddenly undergone such an abnormal change.

"The Sea of Ghost Mist."

Pang Jian stood calmly suspended in the air above a star.

His Primordial Spirit sat atop his godhead. Through the dantian known as the Chaos Sea, through that starry sky identical to the true river of stars, he sensed the rhythms of this world.

He felt as though he were the sole master of this star river.

He had just verified that this feeling was not an illusion.

Without using the Realm God Plate, he could appear upon any star or world with a single thought.

That included the blazing sun and the cold, round moon.

So long as he wished it, he could command the power of the entire starry sky, shake the stars, sun, and moon, and display the many wonders within himself with even greater might through this river of stars.

"The will of the Sea of Ghost Mist."

The moment this thought surfaced in his mind, he immediately sensed a faint, indistinct will seemingly responding to him from within the Sea of Ghost Mist below, cooperating with his gradual encroachment upon this river of stars.

"The world will of the mist sea below chose me, not Ling Yun."

"Even if the failed Ling Yun is resurrected, he will only fail once more."

"Whether he controls that God King skull or can successfully manifest the Ruins Domain, a failure remains a