Like a Creator

In the Sea of Mist.

Charred rubble and the remnants of artifacts left behind by fallen gods lay scattered everywhere.

The vast mist was saturated with the scorching divine power of light and flame, still destroying and burning everything that could be burned.

"Remnant God Mountain is nothing. It cannot compare to this skull."

Within the Ruins Domain, Pang Jian let out a disdainful sneer. After secretly communicating with the Source Demon, he said, "With your devil body, perhaps when you need power, I can infuse you with limitless devil energy."

"Ling Yun, and that evil god called Can Ye—before they became overlords, they may not necessarily have been our match."

"I have tested the strength of those two. They..."

A thought was transmitted across the distance.

His encounters and battles with Ling Yun, along with his recent fierce fight against Can Ye, were all contained within that thought, allowing the Source Demon to see them clearly.

"Pang Jian, you are no longer what you once were, and neither am I." The Source Demon laughed freely and declared with towering pride, "To say something arrogant, before Demon Heaven became an overlord, he was not as strong as I am now!"

Hearing this, Pang Jian smiled. "That is good."

Outside.

The region that had once been thick with smoke, clouds, and mist became sparse with mist again after Remnant God Mountain collapsed and exploded.

Amid the countless fragments of stone floated a bluestone city brimming with chaotic auras.

At this moment, it was covered in the dark flesh and blood of living creatures, resembling a savage beast that had been roasted black.

Mu Duo, far away, was deeply uneasy. Before the matter had been properly explained, he did not dare leave.

"Gods and Devils Creation Institute."

Pang Jian murmured within the