Purgatory.
"This battle concerns the lives of all beings in the Sea of Mist, and the survival of the realm bearing the character 'Purgatory.'"
Thunder Lord stared at the starry sky above and murmured.
When he saw the Hall of Gods use its dazzling divine radiance to drive away the boundless darkness and begin bombarding the God King's head, he said with a worried expression, "Pang Jian has yet to step into the next realm. Facing Fuya, a ruler-class existence, and the Hall of Gods..."
He did not voice the rest, yet everyone could hear the meaning behind his words.
Clearly, even he believed that Pang Jian, as he was now, would find it extremely difficult to defeat the God of Wisdom.
"Pang Jian is already this formidable, yet he still cannot shake the Hall of Gods or withstand the God of Wisdom's attacks." Bai Zi sighed and said dejectedly, "If he had entered the Nether Prison and truly refined that Soul Sea, he would surely have stepped directly into the next realm and reached the height of a God King."
"A God King..." Xing Huan lamented as well.
They had all placed heavy bets on Pang Jian, pinning their hopes on him. They would rise and fall together with him.
They knew perfectly well that once Pang Jian and that Black Phoenix were defeated, none of them would escape Fuya and Luo Hongyan's pursuit.
Pang Jian's difficult situation left them all deeply troubled.
Whoosh!
A tall, slender figure suddenly flashed over to the group of visitors from beyond the heavens.
His appearance was seventy or eighty percent similar to Pang Jian's. Translucent wings spread from his back, and his eyes were golden compound eyes.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Tens of thousands of golden Bee Insects circled a giant hive as