The Transcendent God Realm? Are you sure? Long Di asked as he maneuvered the Soul Convergence Altar across a vast continent crackling with lightning. His expression was grim as he periodically glanced at the sea of crimson, unease flickering in his eyes. A towering giant ape stood deep within, its fur transforming into all manner of lifeforms. One more step and he'll break through to the Transcendent God Realm, Bai Zi confirmed. Long Di's expression grew even darker as he steered the Soul Convergence Altar. If he ascends to the Transcendent God Realm, won't the spiritual qi of the Nether Abyss become even harder for me to control? Aren't you relieved that we'll have somebody like that to help us deal with that ape? Bai Zi asked. Relieved? Long Di sneered. What makes you so sure he'll side with us and not with that ancient ape? Bai Zi fell silent for a moment, then said, He's my master's son. A flicker of pain passed through Long Di's eyes, lips moving as if mouthing out words he could not give voice to. Long Di, was it you? Did you kill my master? Bai Zi suddenly asked, voice trembling with emotion. Is that why you're afraid he'll turn against you when he reaches the Transcendent God Realm? Years of swallowed-down frustration and resentment had built up in her heart. She knew that the only time he would finally tell the truth was when the Nether Abyss was on the brink of collapse, when she could not immediately act against him. After all, both she and Long Di fought for the Nether Abyss. Neither of them wanted to see it destroyed. Long Di's only response was a heavy sigh. Hundreds of densely packed chains wrapped themselves around the towering ape once more, but he fought against them with all his might. Waves of blood-colored energy surged from his body, transforming alongside his fur into all manner of lifeforms. They seeped into the cracks of the continent and flowed toward the blinding chains. A vast, blood-soaked world brimming with life slowly took shape around the giant ape. The Fey Race stood as the supreme rulers of that world, followed by the divine beings of other races, then the lesser of those races. Yuan Yi's ambition had always been to elevate the Fey Race and the Fey Gods above all other races, and the vast world taking form around him was a manifestation of that. The Fey Abyss within the bizarre mist had long since been destroyed, leaving them with no place to call their own. Scattered across the other abysses, they had been forced to deal with the subjugation and oppression from the other races. Even the Fey Race in the Abyss lived under the same crushing conditions. Yuan Yi, a fierce Fey Race warrior born in the Fey Abyss, had a singular goal of witnessing the rise of a new Fey Abyss within the bizarre mist. If he could not construct a new Fey Abyss from scratch, he would simply seize the strongest of the existing abysses—the Nether Abyss—and overhaul it. Seizing this opportunity with the once-in-a-hundred-millennia grand event, he planned to eliminate Long Di and Bai Zi, slaughter the Nether Gods, and unleash the Fey Race upon the Nether Abyss. In the aftermath, he would ascend as a Sovereign and rewrite the laws of the Nether Abyss to reshape it into a world attuned to the Fey Race. The Nether Abyss would become the new Fey Abyss, and his name would echo through eternity. "Fey Race, arise!" Yuan Yi pounded his chest and let out a thunderous roar. His World God Pendant echoed his roar from the Nether Abyss across distant worlds. Fey Kings, Great Feys, and Lesser Feys alike abandoned their abysses when they heard his summons. The long-standing laws of the bizarre mist had been crumbling in this time of upheaval, allowing the Fey Race to freely leave their respective abysses. Hordes of Fey Race marched toward the Nether Abyss. Having sensed Long Di's growing weakness, Yuan Yi wholeheartedly believed that this invasion marked his inevitable victory. "The Nether Abyss will become the new Fey Abyss! Every inhabitant of this world will bow beneath the feet of the Fey Race and worship me!" Yuan Yi declared. In the mysterious Soulstream, Pang Jian's radiant Immortal Divine Soul had drawn in the four clusters of Fortune and refined the spiritual qi of the Nether Abyss into a more pristine form. An insight into the Daos of Life, Death, Light, or Cold was etched into his mind every time a fragment of Divine Persona flashed through his sea of consciousness. Unfortunately, the insights into the four Daos were incomplete, even with the help of the Soulstream, and fully parsing them proved immensely difficult. Perhaps there's another way to decipher them... Pang Jian attempted to guide the insights into the Dao of Life into his liver, the organ that bore his insights into the Dao of Verdure. Surprisingly, the Dao of Verdure governing that lush inner world started to sort through those scattered insights into the Dao of Life. The chaotic mess was gradually drawn into order, with some of the missing pieces even being restored. The Dao of Verdure was a branch of the greater Dao of Life. Thus, using his comprehended Dao of Verdure in tandem with the Soulstream, Pang Jian was able to restore parts of the fragmented Dao of Life and piece them back together. Sensing he had found the right approach, Pang Jian next guided the scattered insights of the Dao of Cold into his crystalline bones. His own understanding of the Dao of Cold resonated with the fragments, mending and completing them. Greatly encouraged, Pang Jian moved on to the Dao of Light. The blazing sun, crescent moon, full moon, and star-like acupoints in his chest lit up with radiant brilliance, working together to receive and absorb the insights into Luo Hongyan's Dao of Light. Pang Jian's Immortal Divine Soul trembled violently. Each newfound insight into the Dao of Light sent shivers through his Immortal Divine Soul. The sun, moons, and stars within him seemed to dim. The profound brilliance bursting from the fragments of Luo Hongyan's Divine Persona of Light overshadowed every source of illumination and strand of divine sense attempting to comprehend it. It was an overwhelming suppression! At that moment, Pang Jian vaguely felt a pair of cold eyes watching him from a distant region of the starry skies. A full third of the divine sense within Pang Jian's Immortal Divine Soul was instantly dissolved. Even the bones forged through Fortune and refined spiritual qi were fractured. Overwhelming fear surged in his heart, and he immediately ceased his attempt at comprehending Luo Hongyan's Dao of Light. Luo Hongyan had ascended as a Sovereign through this Heavenly Dao. It was not something that others could easily study, for it was her core Dao. On the moon, Ying Yue and Han Yi detected a familiar aura rising from the bizarre mist at the same time. "Pang Jian!" they cried out in unison. "It's from the Nether Abyss!" Han Yi exclaimed, dancing excitedly atop her divine platform. "I can feel it. Pang Jian's aura has broken through the barrier of the Nether Abyss! It's so cold that even I can sense it!" "What I sensed was light—moonlight!" Ying Yue said softly. "He's still alive!" The other Pang Jian, the one they had believed long dead in the Nether Abyss, had reappeared, and much stronger than before! "Han Yi, perhaps he can truly grant your wish and help you kill Mou Qi." The Moon God smiled. "First, there was the anomaly with He Motian, and now this stronger version of him has emerged. I think you're right. He could have the strength to kill Mou Qi soon." Han Yi bit her lip and whispered, "I've dreamed of this day for a long time."