Yan Lie's eyes went bloodshot from rage, a torrent of smoke bursting from his nose and mouth as he fought against Cang Feng. Manifestations of the Dao of Fire and crimson lightning coalesced in the searing depths of Yan Lie's divine domain before hurtling toward the World God of the Fire Abyss, Huo Ji. Blood boiled with vengeance when faced with an enemy! Yan Lie had suffered many setbacks at the hands of Pang Jian. Pang Jian had been the main reason the Fire God had been driven out of the Abyss. He was also the reason that the grand scheme Sovereign Luo had plotted for tens of thousands of years had been foiled. The combination of all these factors deepened Yan Lie's hatred beyond measure. "You dare make a fool of me outside the Abyss as well?!" Yan Lie's blood pumped furiously through his veins. The emergence of the Thunder Pool had exposed Pang Jian's corruption of the World God of the Fire Abyss, Yan Lie's kin, using a soul-related secret technique. The many phenomena within Yan Lie's divine domain surged together into a vast crimson tapestry, spreading across the vacuum the bizarre mist had left behind like a cloud and eclipsing all that lay beneath. Mou Qi and Mu Ya were stunned. They did not have much direct experience with Pang Jian prior to this encounter. Even tales of his rising renown had only recently reached their ears, and they still remained somewhat skeptical of their truth. Regardless, they were well aware that Sovereign Demonheaven's demonic cloak and the Duke of Thunder's Thunder Pool were both in Pang Jian's hands. The appearance of the Thunder Pool could only mean that the other Pang Jian, the one previously within the Abyss, had joined the battle. "Good. Let's see what this arrogant human brat is really made of," Mu Ya sneered, spatial ring gleaming as a white jade staff flashed into her hand. "I—" As she was about to unleash her technique, a pitch-black cloak drifted out from the spatial rift. "Demonheaven's cloak!" Mu Ya's expression shifted as the cloak shrouded the space around her like a vast curtain. The names of the Demon Gods etched upon it descended with overwhelming force, relentlessly suppressing her. The Great Demon Gods, He Motian, Fa Ji, and even Luan Ji, all poured their strength into the cloak, infusing their names with the boundless demonic energy. Demonic flames flared to life, clouds of abyssal darkness swelled, and an endless tide of sinister thoughts came flooding forth. The pitch-black cloak had thoroughly bound Mu Ya. The demonic energy of the Great Demon Gods stained her divine domain and steadily eroded her divine power. "Mou Qi," Pang Jian's Immortal Divine Soul called out with a calm smile. At that moment, the Eye of Wisdom belonging to the high-ranking God of the Spirit Race shattered. "Now that I've got my hands on my treasured divine artifacts, you are no longer a match for me." With the River of Wisdom rent asunder, the World God of the Fire Abyss, "Huo Ji," charged forth atop the Thunder Pool, bombarding Mou Qi from above. The voices of fallen Thunder Gods echoed from the palaces within the Thunder Pool. It was as if all the Thunder Gods who had once paid homage at the Divine Court of Thunder had returned to life. "The Duke of Thunder!" "The Sovereign of the Thunder Gods!" "One day, the Duke of Thunder shall stand among the Sovereigns!" The Thunder Pool expanded outward, giving rise to a bed of azure crystal that took shape as a newly reconstructed Divine Court of Thunder. The once ruined court stirred to life in Pang Jian's hands, poised to reclaim its former splendor. "The Divine Court of Thunder!" Mou Qi cried out in terror. "My Lord!" The Duke of Thunder once used the Divine Court of Thunder to suppress the Ghost and Demon Races. Before his fall, the Duke of Thunder stood as one of the most exceptional figures among high-ranking Gods, commanding awe from all with the Thunder Pool in hand. Had it not been for the betrayal of his subordinates and the cunning schemes of the Ghost and Demon Races, he would have likely ascended as a Sovereign, wielding supreme authority over the Dao of Lightning. The Duke of Thunder was far more dangerous to provoke than even Fire God Yan Lie or Yuan Yi of the Fey Race. Mou Qi knew he could not stand against both Yan Lie and this reconstructed Divine Court of Thunder at the same time. "Frost! Radiance of the stars and moons! Golden lightning!" Icy-blue light, starlight, moonlight, and golden lightning bolts flew out from Pang Jian's Immortal Divine Soul, shooting into the Thunder Pool and merging with it. The Divine Court of Thunder continued to grow, and the azure crystal gradually darkened into a bronze hue. The World God Pendant beneath Huo Ji morphed into a cluster of bronze clouds that drifted down and moored itself beneath the Divine Court of Thunder. The Divine Court of Thunder had gained its foundation! With the Dao Source of Metal empowering it, the Divine Court of Thunder became even more solid and formidable than before its destruction. Though the Thunder Pool had once only been able to channel the Dao of Lightning, Pang Jian's repeated refinements meant it could now bear the weight of multiple Heavenly Daos. This allowed the Divine Court of Thunder, resembling a small bronze continent, to manifest the celestial bodies of the sun, moons, and stars upon its surface. Dao Seals of the five elements worked in concert with the Divine Court of Thunder to exert power. The palaces hovering above gleamed with golden brilliance, glistened like crystal, sparkled with starlight, or blazed like miniature suns. Lightning and thunder rumbled through the bizarre mist. Mu Ya's white jade staff and the mirror-like cracks she had torn open all shattered in a rain of light. Even her body became filled with fine, bleeding cracks. Though she had not been the Thunder Pool's primary target, the power it exerted was enough to leave her heavily wounded. A coiling streak of azure lightning burst forth from one of the palaces. This bolt of lightning was actually a ferocious Thunder Dragon! The ancient Thunder Dragon that once held dominion over the Abyss and reigned supreme over its Dao of Lightning for ten thousand years seemed to have been resurrected. Wreathed in its inherited bloodline powers, it charged straight for Mou Qi. "Ninefold Lightning Vortexes!" roared the Thunder Dragon, swiping his claws through the air. Nine lightning vortexes charged in alongside the domineering "Long Xiao" as he plunged straight into Mou Qi's hastily conjured divine domain. In the blink of an eye, that divine domain was blasted apart, and Mou Qi was swallowed whole. Mou Qi's body shattered from the impact, bones crushed, and Divine Persona fractured into a storm of crystalline fragments. Pang Jian had struck down Mou Qi right before the eyes of Mu Ya, Cang Feng, and Yan Lie. "Mu Ya, get away from Pang Jian!" Cang Feng shouted in panic, abandoning his battle with Fire God Yan Lie to rush toward her. Pang Jian, however, had no intention of lingering after striking down Mou Qi. Sweeping up the demonic cloak, his Immortal Divine Soul stepped onto the rapidly shrinking Divine Court of Thunder and shot toward the spatial rift. After all, he knew Fu Ya was close by and could arrive at any moment.