"Pang Jian!"
Within the Sea of Ghost Mist, the mightiest experts of the various worlds bearing the character "prison" cried out when they looked up at the starry sky.
Many gods of the Sea of Ghost Mist had once followed Yuan Yi into the war in Underworld Prison, and Pang Jian's Primordial Spirit had left an incomparably deep impression on them.
Pang Jian's name had long since spread throughout the realms of the Sea of Ghost Mist.
Their attitude toward Pang Jian had constantly shifted.
Before the Hall of Gods appeared and launched its assault upon Purgatory, they still harbored fantasies about the gods beyond the heavens.
They had originally believed that those who shared the same bloodline as them would not be mad enough to seek the destruction of their worlds.
The Hall of Gods' descent and its attack on Purgatory directly shattered those fantasies.
It made them abruptly realize that this war of conquest launched by the two Sovereigns would not spare their worlds out of pity merely because they shared the same bloodline.
At that point, other thoughts began to grow within them.
They longed for a Sovereign like Ling Yun or Demon Heaven of old to rise up under the current circumstances, stand against the Sovereigns above the Sea of Ghost Mist, and stop those people from destroying their homes.
But they did not believe Pang Jian yet possessed such power.
Before Pang Jian displayed extraordinary strength, before his Primordial Spirit expanded a thousandfold, they could not even see his tiny figure when gazing upon the star river from their worlds.
Now, naturally, things were different.
As they closely watched the divine war beyond the heavens, Pang Jian merged with the ancient-era Chaos Star River, and his Primordial Spirit suddenly grew countless times larger. One after