Purgatory

Chapter 933: Traces of the God King
Beings like Du Ling and Ling Yun will leave themselves a way to resurrect and prepare for future rebirth.

As the God King, Yan Hao is naturally no exception.

He is the real owner of this head and the controller of this world. At his level, he is qualified to contend with the will of the sea of ​​fog.

Although He has fallen and His divine consciousness no longer has independent intelligence, He can still show traces again due to certain circumstances.

If he is lucky enough, he may even be able to return to the peak state and rebuild his divine body and divine nature.

And now is a perfect time.

Due to the arrival of the "Institute of Creation of Gods and Demons" and because of a divine shadow projected by the thirteenth-level "World Tree", Pang Jian evolved living beings when he advanced to the master.

As the insects, flies, birds and sparrows were condensing, a seed of His life also began to come to life and quickly created a body.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

With the gathering of the vitality of nature, the influx of sunlight and fire energy, he quickly turned into a young boy.

The laws of order in the Ruins recognized the aura emanating from him and immediately resonated with him.

"Well!"

Pang Jian's expression suddenly changed.

The dark red-skinned boy currently had a fragmented soul, in a turbid and unrefined state, but it gave him a strong sense of vigilance.

It was because the young man's sudden appearance loosened his connection with the ruins.

"He is the Divine King Yan Hao!"

Muduo's reminder sounded again.

The wood tribe god who had rebelled because of Ling Yun and almost brought himself to death finally decided to cling to Pang Jian's thigh tightly, and shouted loudly: "Don't let him return to the realm of gods!"

"Tangled!"

The look between Muduo's brows lit up, and his magical powers were immediately activated.

He raised his hand and threw the vine-like "Heavenly Wood Cane" towards the star where the young man was, and it fell towards the boiling volcano.

The "Heavenly Wood Cane" turned into a vigorous and ancient vine tree on the way. Those vines, as hard as fine iron, pounced on Yan Hao like dragons and snakes, intending to strangle Yan Hao to death on the spot.

"Wow!"

Mu Duo summoned the divine realm, and an illusory world with lush ancient trees formed out of thin air. The essence of plants and trees turned into clouds of green light and were injected into the vine tree that the "Heavenly Wood Cane" had transformed into.

The vine branch that pierced Yan Hao was instantly injected with tremendous strange power.

"What is this place?"

The newborn Yan Hao had a confused look on his face. Deep in his eyes as big as the sun, there were thousands of sparks of wisdom flickering, as if he was trying hard to recall the past.

"who am I?"

Feeling the existence of countless chaotic laws of order, which created a peaceful and comfortable environment for him, Yan Hao still couldn't remember who he was.

The divine veins in his body were being refined, and the blood crystal chains in his chest were flashing rapidly. He felt that he was the master of this world.

"sun."

He suddenly whispered to himself.

In the starry sky above the sea of ​​fog, the scorching sun was touched by his voice, and the light and flame emanating from it were reduced by half in an instant.

Dense, tiny handwriting inexplicably grew around the outer circle of the sun, surrounding the sun like shackles.

"call out!"

The tiny characters absorbed the sunlight and expanded in an instant, becoming huge divine characters, and then fell into the sea of ​​fog below like flaming meteorites.

"inflammation."

"Hao."

The ancient sacred text shared by the Yan and Yao tribes was like the setting sun, reaching directly into the inner world of the ruins, carrying with it astonishing heat waves and high temperatures.

"Pong!"

The divine text came like the sun, one accurately hit the ancient vine that Muduo transformed from the "Heavenly Wood Cane", and the other bombarded the divine domain spread by Muduo.

A terrifying flame like the collapse of the sky broke out, and the two divine symbols destroyed Muduo's divine domain with a violent force that was unimaginable to him, and also turned the huge ancient vine tree into ashes.

Muduo was hit hard in an instant. "Ah!"

This high-ranking god of the Wood Clan felt that his divine nature was burning with flames, and the deep sea of ​​his soul was filled with flames.

He screamed miserably in pain, but saw two ancient divine texts condensed by the sun in the sky merge into Yan Hao's body, causing Yan Hao's divine aura to rise wildly.

"Oh God King!"

Mu Duo wailed, and suddenly realized that a God King like Yan Hao, even in his nascent state, still possessed heaven-shaking supernatural powers that could not be easily shaken by him.

"The most ancient sacred writings of the Yan and Yao tribes contain the ultimate truths of heaven and earth!"

"who is it?"

"Could it be that Pang Jian in the Ruins has already comprehended Yan Hao's magical power rules and is about to break through to the realm of domination?"

"Pang Jian! If you don't come out, we will kill Yingyue and Hanyi!"

The alien gods around the head were also startled by the sudden change, and looked at the ancient divine text above in horror.

After the characters "Yan" and "Hao", other divine characters such as "Yang", "Ri", "Yao" and "Huo" appeared in the air and continued to sink towards the top of the head.

Then in an instant, it passed through the barrier-like skull and reached the depths of the ruins.

The gods were unaware of the changes that had taken place in the ruins. They only thought that Pang Jian didn't care about the lives of Han Yi and Ying Yue at all, and was focusing on pursuing the realm of domination.

"This is the person you're attracted to."

Yan Lie sneered, and the divine voice rumbled outward: "People like you would actually disturb your state of mind for a human boy in Purgatory."

"As a result, you have seen it now. Did he ever care about you?"

Yan Lie frowned and waved his hand indifferently. The many red lightnings that attacked Han Yi suddenly shrank back into the raging flames.

He also gave a look to the gods surrounding Yingyue, and then those gods stopped.

He wants an answer.

At this moment, he was sure that Pang Jian didn't care about the life or death of Han Yi and Ying Yue at all, so his behavior of using the two women as bait to force Pang Jian to leave the ruins was meaningless.

On the altar that was as crystal clear as a glacier, Han Yi sat with a tired look on his face.

He had clearly escaped and survived by luck, but when he heard Yan Lie's words, he still felt sad and depressed.

"Really? You never cared about it? No, it's not like that..."

Han Yi murmured in her heart.

Yingyue on the other side had a cold look on her beautiful face, and no one knew what she was feeling.

"The true gods of the human race have always hated extraterrestrial gods like us. Don't be stupid, the two of you." Mu Ya sneered and fanned the flames, saying, "Exterminating the human race to prevent future troubles is what we should do. This is also in the common interest of all of us."

……

In the ruins area.

"The Art of Refining the Sun, Nine Days to Destroy the Heavens!"

Seeing many ancient divine texts sinking one by one and merging into Yan Hao's constantly transforming body, Pang Jian took a step and appeared above the star where Yan Hao was.

When a divine text was sinking, Pang Jian suddenly stopped it with his hand.

This is the character "天".

The word "天" (sky) condensed from the flames of the sun seemed to be outlined according to the Tao. It was shining brightly and contained the Tao that Yan Hao had comprehended. It was also the source for him to enhance his own strength.

"call!"

Deep in Pang Jian's palm, the "Origin Fusion Demonic Art" became a burning vortex, engulfing the frozen word "天" and refining it in an instant.

Another ancient divine text suddenly appeared over the dome of the ruins and was swallowed up by Pang Jian using the same method.

"who are you?"

Yan Hao, who had become a young man, looked at Pang Jian in confusion and asked strangely, "Why did you steal my things?"

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(End of this chapter)