The strange spectacle above the bizarre mist left all the Outer Gods in shock. Outer Gods had gathered beside the Hall of Gods and near the Ruin Realm, watching curiously as they awaited the outbreak of war. The God of Wisdom, Fu Ya, had clearly moved the Hall of Gods here with the intent to target the strange realm. "Ling Yun used to be the Sovereign of the Spirit Race. He was born in the bizarre mist and was even the mentor of the God of Wisdom!" "If he's reappeared...could he become a Sovereign once more?" "Each race can only have one Sovereign at a time." "If he could break that rule and become a Sovereign again, would the leader of the Spirit Race be him or the God of Wisdom?" The gathered Outer Gods secretly communicated through mystical arts, feeling as though entering this desolate starry region had certainly been worth it, even if only to witness this sight. Meanwhile, Fu Ya continued to carve the Rock Devourer into pieces, turning its essence into Rock Marrow to restore the Hall of Gods. The pitiful wails of the smaller Rock Devourer had long since fallen silent in acceptance of its fate. Suddenly, an intense brilliance flared in another part of the bizarre mist, so blinding that the Outer Gods were forced to avert their gaze. A tall, indistinct figure appeared within that blinding light. She was the embodiment of the Dao of Light itself, the ultimate answer to all illumination—the God of Light! The light she emitted had a penetrating force and carried tremendous power. Her appearance alone caused the brightness of the starry region to intensify by several degrees. Yan Lie, Ying Yue, Han Yi, and the other Outer Gods loyal to Sovereign Luo hurriedly offered respectful bows. The other Outer Gods—those not aligned with the God of Wisdom—also bowed deeply to her. Another Sovereign had emerged from the bizarre mist in their true body following the appearance of the strange realm. This alone was proof that the realm that had emerged from the bizarre mist was anything but ordinary. "Ling Yun." Sovereign Luo's indifferent voice resonated from her radiant body. Every Outer God present, even the World Gods within the Ruin Realm, heard it with perfect clarity. Ling Yun, standing idly atop the blood-red expanse formed from a World God Pendant, slowly turned his head in response. A smile stretched across his face, seemingly pleased by the arrival of the two Sovereigns. "I imagine the two of you already know what this Ruin Realm is," he said, bringing his hands together into an intricate hand seal. Life energy rippled through the blood-red expanse beneath his feet before surging to fill the entire realm. The stars and continents moving toward the whirlpool were abruptly freed from the pull of the Primordial Demon Fusion Art. Ling Yun's divine power severed the link between Pang Jian and the sea of demonic energy, which formed the massive whirlpool itself. Threads of light sliced apart the connection between the sea of demonic energy and the demonic cloak. They also extended into his Primordial Chaos Starry Expanse, throwing it into disorder. The stable laws Pang Jian had maintained abruptly collapsed. The Primordial Chaos Starry Expanse transformed into a river of brilliant stars as it sank back into Pang Jian's dantian. The sea of demonic energy similarly shrank into a greenish-black stream before flowing back into his dantian. Ling Yun raised his hand, and the Celestial Fey Warhammer, previously drifting within the Primordial Chaos Starry Expanse, returned to his grasp. Gripping the Celestial Fey Warhammer, he swung it down. The realm itself shook from the force. With a world-shaking tremor, the shape of a massive fiery crystalline skull seemed to come into focus. It was as if a veil had been ripped away. Cheekbones, hollow eye sockets, and nasal bones emerged plainly under the watching eyes of the Outer Gods. The strange realm was actually an enormous skull! A transparent boundary wall encased the skull. Those peering through the eyeless sockets could see stars and continents floating within its cranial cavity. "Get back to the stars!" Fu Ya and Sovereign Luo shouted sharply in unison, their tone uncharacteristically grave. The Outer Gods had drifted closer out of curiosity. However, at the Sovereigns' shouts, they unhesitatingly shot skyward at great speeds, desperate to escape the range of the fiery crystalline skull. The skull ignited in blazing light and flame! It was as though it had transformed into the fiercest of suns, becoming the source of all fire in the world, unleashing a cataclysmic burst of light and heat. Despite having no lungs, lips, or nose, the skull visibly started to breathe. The many energies filling the starry skies transformed into roaring torrents that flooded into the skull's mouth and nasal cavity, saturating the inner world of the Ruin Realm. The Outer Gods that were too close to the skull—regardless of whether they were low-ranking, mid-ranking, or high-ranking Gods—all felt their divine power being sucked away! Overwhelming panic seized the Outer Gods, but the terror was only just beginning. The skull's eyeless sockets became two shadowy abysses, softly swirling just like the whirlpool of the Primordial Demon Fusion Art. Laws crackled and hissed as they were pulled in. The Outer Gods felt their divine souls, divine consciousnesses, and their pure soul essence being drawn irresistibly into those two abysses. A lower-ranked God of the Ghost Race cried out as a stabbing pain lanced through his temples. His divine soul was torn from his body, vanishing into one of the skull's empty eye sockets. That divine soul sank into the eye socket like a tiny pebble in an unfathomably deep pool, not even creating a ripple. One of Yan Hao's eye sockets was easily millions of times larger than the tiny divine soul. A dark green Divine Persona similarly shot from the forehead of a mid-ranking God of the Spirit Race. The mid-ranking God felt a crushing helplessness. Yan Hao's eye sockets were like cosmic abysses of ultimate darkness that consumed everything from celestial bodies to divine beings, perhaps even the heavens themselves! Naturally, this mid-ranking God was no exception. Just before his trembling Divine Persona was drawn into the eye socket, the mid-ranking God of the Spirit Race suddenly recalled an old warning: An ancient terror lies in the bizarre mist, capable of burying even God Kings. Latest content published on novel~fire~net Regret filled the mid-ranking God of the Spirit Race. He regretted ever listening to Zi Mo and He Motian. He regretted deciding to try his luck in this stretch of the starry skies. The Divine Personas of mid-ranking Gods and divine souls of low-ranking Gods—yet to forge their Divine Personas—left their bodies one after another. Yan Hao's eye sockets devoured Divine Personas and divine souls alike. The divine power and flesh of these Gods were then drawn into the gaping mouth alongside the energies of the starry skies, becoming nourishment to solidify the Ruin Realm. "Yan Hao's skull has flown out of the bizarre mist, seeking resurrection through the gathered Outer Gods!" "Ah! This skull—this skull belongs to that God King who perished in the bizarre mist?" High-ranking Gods like He Motian, Yan Lie, and Zi Mo finally realized what the terrifying object that had flown out of the bizarre mist was. It was a God King's skull, with a wondrous realm evolving in its cranial cavity, complete with stars, continents, and stable laws. Pang Jian, Ling Yun, and several other World Gods were all competing within it. The person who maneuvered to move this skull out of the mist clearly understood its true nature. The bizarre mist was mostly empty aside from some scattered abysses, and this skull required immense power to solidify the realm within its cranial cavity. Energy was required to evolve the stars and continents, while blood and soul essence were needed for the creation of life. The blood and flesh of the Outer Gods, alongside their Divine Personas, divine souls, and Faith, were necessary for spawning an array of life within.