Trials of the Abyss-Chapter 948: Luan Jis Help

The Duke of Thunder gazed up at the starry skies from within the Abyss, watching as the divine radiance from the Hall of Gods drove away the endless darkness and eroded at the God King's skull.

"This battle concerns not only the lives of those living within the bizarre mist, but also the survival of the abysses themselves," he said with a heavy expression. "Pang Jian has yet to step into Sovereignhood. Against Fu Ya, a Sovereign, and that Hall of Gods..."

He did not finish the sentence, but everyone understood his unspoken words.

Even he believed that Pang Jian would find it nearly impossible to defeat the Sovereign of Wisdom.

"Pang Jian is already so powerful, but he still can't topple the Hall of Gods or withstand the assault of the Sovereign of Wisdom." Bai Zi sighed dejectedly. "If only he could enter the Nether Abyss and refine that Soulstream, he would surely break through to the next realm, and perhaps even reach the height of a God King."

"That's easier said than done," lamented Xing Huan.

They had all staked everything on Pang Jian, tying their fortunes to his. They would either share in his glory or perish with his defeat.

If Pang Jian and the Black Empyrean Phoenix were defeated, none of them would escape the pursuit of Fu Ya and Luo Hongyan.

Pang Jian's dire situation weighed heavily on them all.

A tall, slender figure suddenly appeared beside the guests from beyond the Abyss. His features bore a striking resemblance to Pang Jian, except for the translucent wings extending from his back and his golden compound eyes.

Golden bees swarmed around the massive beehive drifting behind him. That beehive was like a small world, with bees flying in and out and tiny golden sparks flickering within.

"Nether Abyss Spirit Bees."

"Bee Sovereign!"

The Duke of Thunder, Bai Zi, and the others were all shocked.

Bai Zi was the most visibly moved, staring intently at the humanoid Bee Sovereign in astonishment. "I never thought that a Bee Sovereign of such a level could be nurtured in the Abyss!"

Having once commanded a Nether Abyss Spirit Bee, she was well-acquainted with their kind and keenly aware of their deadly nature.

The Bee Sovereign before her was unlike any she had ever known, evoking in her an uncanny illusion as if she were facing the Soulstream of the Nether Abyss itself.

Strangely enough, the colossal beehive and its swarming golden bees brought to mind the Hall of Gods, with the bees as the Outer Gods, their beehive as the structure itself, and the honeycomb cells as the divine seats.

"It should be soon," the Bee Sovereign said in a low voice.

His golden compound eyes settled on several distant Fey Gods, watching closely for changes in the black turtle and the Black Dragon King.

The black turtle, the Black Dragon King, and the Ice Armor Eel Dragon were all in the midst of breaking through, preparing to cross the threshold into high-ranking godhood.

"You..." A peculiar familiarity welled up within Bai Zi. "Do you share a connection with the Soulstream of the Nether Abyss? I can sense its aura on you."

"Mhm," the Bee Sovereign hummed distractedly as he turned his golden compound eyes toward the starry region above.

A complex expression flickered across his face as if he, too, longed to break through the barrier of the Abyss and challenge the two Sovereigns.

"Very well," he muttered. "Helping them is helping myself."

Golden light, infused with the profound truths of the Heavenly Daos and the purest of soul essences, streamed from his compound eyes.

"Darkness, Earth, Cold, and Water! These are insights of the highest order!" the Duke of Thunder exclaimed.

The streams of golden light flowed into the bodies of the black turtle, the Black Dragon King, and the Ice Armor Eel Dragon, seeping into their souls.

The Fey Race was born with durable bodies. However, it was also because of this formidable physical prowess that they often neglected the cultivation of their souls.

Their souls were generally inferior to their bodies, and this was one of the greatest factors limiting the advancement of Fey Gods.

This was why the majority of Fey Gods spent far longer breaking through than the Gods of any other races.

The Black Empyrean Phoenix had already granted the black turtle, the Black Dragon King, and the Ice Armor Eel Dragon everything they needed to break through.

However, as the three of them lacked an original like Yuan Yi to empower them, their rate of breaking through was much slower in comparison.

The Bee Sovereign's actions targeted their weakest aspect, enabling their souls and realms to advance at a rapid pace.

"Bee Sovereign!" The black turtle's massive body, sprawled across the Sacred Soul Continent, trembled.

Also reborn from the Gate of the Abyss, he was naturally acquainted with the Bee Sovereign and had even occasionally communicated with it through Pang Jian.

Even so, he had not expected the Bee Sovereign to pour such profound truths into his Divine Persona at this critical time.

The Bee Sovereign's unfamiliar aura was overwhelmingly strong, so much so that the black turtle started to question his identity.

"High-ranking godhood!" roared the Black Dragon King and the Ice Armor Eel Dragon.

The two variants of dragons were transforming, their scales shuddering like trembling leaves.

Two vast surges of divine power erupted from their bodies, and torrents of spiritual qi poured toward them, fueling their transformations.

The Bee Sovereign's gift had made their path to high-ranking godhood incomparably smooth.

"This should hold. We can last a little longer." The Bee Sovereign glanced skyward, his gaze fixing upon Pang Jian's Immortal Divine Soul.

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Pang Jian's will swept through the Hall of Gods, carefully studying each divine seat.

Many of the imprints belonging to the Outer Gods had long since been extinguished. Despite this, their projections still lingered.

As the energies from various starry regions poured in and the Dao grew denser, those projections became vividly lifelike, as though working together to power the Hall of Gods.

Fu Ya. They all carry Fu Ya's aura, Pang Jian realized, shaken to his core.

This formidable Sovereign of Wisdom had turned fragments of her soul into the projections of the Outer Gods!

They had not been resurrected after all! They were merely vessels shaped by Fu Ya herself!

They were all Fu Ya!

"Pang Jian!" Luan Ji thrashed violently in his divine seat.

His restored body shattered the restraints of the divine seat, freeing himself into the web of interwoven Dao-infused lightning.

"I'll help you damage the Hall of Gods from the inside!"

Thin strands of greenish-black light streamed from Luan Ji's eyes and flowed into the projections.

Those shadowy projections on the divine seats turned dull and rigid the instant the greenish-black light came into contact with them.

Luan Ji's Dao of Oblivion bewildered the vessels Fu Ya had created through the Dao of Wisdom, erasing from their minds even the memory of who they were.

"Kill!"

The other three Great Demon Gods—He Motian, Tian Wei, and Qi Ling—also wrenched themselves free from their divine seats.

In coordination with Luan Ji, they lunged at the dazed projections, erasing them one after another using their souls and Daos.

A vast number of the projections were annihilated in mere seconds.

Outside the Hall of Gods, Fu Ya's expression changed.

"Luan Ji!"

The divine radiance eroding the Black Empyrean Phoenix, battering the Ruin Realm, and severing Pang Jian's connection to the stars found its power drastically diminished after being deprived of the numerous Daos of the Outer Gods!

Pang Jian's connection to the stars was restored. At the same time, he sensed waves of power rippling from the Abyss.

The black turtle, the Black Dragon King, and the Ice Armor Eel Dragon had all successfully ascended as high-ranking Gods!

The breakthrough of these three Fey Gods, reborn from the World God Pendant of the Abyss, would help drive him toward his next breakthrough!