Trials of the Abyss-Chapter 949: Attacking the Hall of Gods

"Sovereignhood!" Pang Jian's physical body in the Ruin Realm trembled violently.

Three vast currents of energy resonated with his physical body, creating a unique driving force that pushed his cultivation forward.

The ascension of the Fey Gods resurrected through the Gate of the Abyss aided in his advancement as well.

The energies he had absorbed into his body were ceaselessly refined within his dantian, transforming into crystalline divine power infused with myriad Daos.

His crystal-like Divine Persona emanated a blinding radiance. The stars within his dantian flared brilliantly, and the many Daos he had comprehended started to fuse.

The Daos of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Lightning, Cold, Demon, Darkness, Sun, Moon, and Star merged in dazzling combinations.

The Dao of Cold could fuse with the Daos of Lightning, Fire, Moon, and Star. The Dao of Darkness could similarly blend with the Dao of Demon.

Countless possible combinations raced in Pang Jian's mind.

The Dao of Chaos was a form of wholeness, the foundation for shaping worlds and starry regions. Nothing could be missing!

It's the power to alter the laws of heaven and earth!

The surge of energy from the breakthroughs of the black turtle, the Black Dragon King, and the Ice Armor Eel Dragon triggered a transformation in his physical body, causing it to undergo a qualitative change.

Endless radiance burst forth from his body, leaving Mu Duo, Han Yi, and Ying Yue pale with shock.

The laws of the Ruin Realm had become incomparably distinct. Pang Jian's will seemed to seize those laws, capable of kneading them into any form he desired.

All beings born of the Ruin Realm, be they avians, insects, beasts, or foreign races, all raised their heads toward the figure high in the sky.

They knew Pang Jian had created them. In their eyes, he was the supreme creator of this world, the incarnation of its Dao.

The turning of day and night; the cycles of spring, summer, autumn, and winter; the formation of rivers and mountains; and the rise and fall of civilizations.

Pang Jian could influence the course of the Ruin Realm's evolution with a single thought. He could move the stars and even condense them at will.

This was what it meant to have the authority to rule a world—to rule not only his destiny but also that of all living things.

Insights into the World God Pendants flooded his mind.

The twelve World God Pendants!

The World God Pendants embedded in the boundary wall of the Ruin Realm, like vast metal continents, shifted in response to Pang Jian's will.

One of the pendants underwent a dramatic change. It transformed into an ancient bronze bell before drifting free from the boundary wall and into the starry skies.

A resonant tolling, tinged with desolate grandeur, echoed across the entire starry region. Rippling light spread outward from the bell, striking the weakened divine radiance and dispersing it in great surges.

Yet another pendant condensed into a long crimson blade, flames leaping from its edge as it radiated domineering might. With a single slash, the blade released a crimson arc that cleaved toward the Hall of Gods, splitting the endless divine radiance in two.

The other ten pendants also transformed, turning into a sword, axe, hammer, shield, staff, spear, lance, armor, mirror, and cauldron. These ten artifacts each detached themselves from the boundary wall of the Ruin Realm and manifested in the starry region beyond.

The twelve World God Pendants had become twelve fearsome weapons of slaughter!

Each could be branded with one or more Heavenly Daos, including raging flames, bone-chilling cold, crackling lightning, and radiant starlight.

The myriad techniques and profound truths of Pang Jian's Dao of Chaos meshed seamlessly with these artifacts.

Every World God Pendant, forged from the Dao Source of Metal, could transform into a divine artifact under the control of the World God Paragon!

"Smash!"

The colossal hammer streaked past the bell and the crimson blade, crashing down upon the Hall of Gods with a thunderous boom.

Hundreds of projections upon the walls of the Hall of Gods shattered from the trembling impact, and Fu Ya let out a muffled groan from the backlash.

"Reflect!"

The bronze mirror hung silently in the starry skies, with the sun, moon, and stars shining on its surface.

Reflecting Fu Ya's figure, the celestial bodies within the mirror revolved along some unfathomable trajectory, throwing her soul into chaos. It was as though she were being pulled into that mirrored world.

Fu Ya had been about to purge the Great Demon Gods wreaking havoc inside the Hall of Gods when her divine consciousness felt as though it had sunk into a quagmire.

Peering into the bronze mirror, she seemed to behold swarms of golden bees, their wings buzzing like a tempest. A colossal beehive drifted on the surface of a deep, spectral-blue sea.

"The Soulstream!" Fu Ya cried out in shock.

Streams of sword light cascaded from the radiant sword, plunging into the encircling River of Wisdom, erasing the wondrous mountains, Outer Gods, and kingdoms within.

Her counterattack, delivered with the Blade of Wisdom, was met by a colossal shield. The gleaming arc of her strike struck the shield but failed to cleave it.

Pang Jian's physical body, which had remained hidden within the Ruin Realm, finally stepped out into the starry skies. His figure grew in stature, the twelve divine artifacts circling his towering form like a supreme deity.

"Even without my Immortal Divine Soul, I can still shatter your Hall of Gods," he said callously. "Go!"

At Pang Jian's command, the bell, blade, sword, axe, hammer, shield, staff, spear, lance, armor, mirror, and cauldron shot toward the Hall of Gods.

Earth-shattering booms shook the skies. The Hall of Gods shuddered beneath the onslaught, cracks spiderwebbing across its grand structure. Even the collapse of heaven and earth could not rival the might of this strike.

The majestic Hall of Gods, even drawing upon the power of countless starry regions to wreath itself in layers of divine radiance, could not withstand the barrage.

Its radiance scattered in blinding arcs from the impact.

"My heavens!"

"What am I witnessing? Where did those divine artifacts come from?"

"It's Pang Jian!"

"He's wielding those divine artifacts against the Hall of Gods! He's still fighting back!"

The Gods and powerhouses within the abysses watched in rapture as the divine artifacts battered the Hall of Gods, leaving it struggling to hold on.

Those living in the bizarre mist had always been at a disadvantage in their struggle against the denizens of the starry skies.

Never before in history had anyone brazenly assailed the Hall of Gods the way Pang Jian was doing now!