Pang Jian's true body perished.
The many shattered fragments of divinity were likewise vaporized along with flesh and blood beneath its world-destroying might.
In the void where the gray mist had receded, only bloodlight filling the sky and bizarre shadowy phantoms remained, containing surging alien power that sprayed in every direction.
"It's gone. Just like that, it's gone."
At that moment, a faint sense of loss spread through Pang Jian's other body.
This strange body he had forged from his Primordial Spirit had its foundation in his fleshly true body. Having lost the nourishment of that true body, he found it somewhat difficult to calm his state of mind.
"Gather!"
"Gather everything scattered from your true body! Brother, you can do it!"
Pang Lin screamed again.
That cry instantly swept away all the emotions rising within Pang Jian. His gaze fell upon the place where bloodlight and shadowy phantoms mingled, and a thought suddenly burst forth in his heart.
He established a connection with those bloodlights and shadowy phantoms almost instantly.
Because they had been part of him to begin with.
"Gather!"
Pang Jian's divine will abruptly blanketed that region, and his connection with all the bloodlights and shadowy phantoms grew ever closer.
In the void beneath his standing Primordial Spirit, a hazy, chaotic star river suddenly took shape, releasing a powerful magnetic pull.
The bloodlights and shadowy phantoms scattered and splashing across the heavens suddenly streamed into that strange star river like fledgling swallows returning to their nest.
Then, guided by the star river, they crossed the distance of space without regard and went straight to Pang Jian's Primordial Spirit!
The bloodlights vanished one by one into the viscera within his Primordial Spirit body, while the shadowy phantoms took up residence in the stars, sun, and moon within his