In the Thunder Abyss, Pang Lin could not help but hesitate. My phoenix body. Darkness. Rebirth. Her millennia of accumulation were more than enough for her to complete her nirvanic rebirth. She had simply refused to do it because she had been unwilling to become that Black Empyrean Phoenix again, already planning to walk a different path from before. But if you're about to die... Lifting her head, she glanced at Pang Jian, exposed before Fu Ya and Sovereign Luo without his artifacts. Pang Jian was in a desperate situation, and she knew he had little chance of breaking free without outside interference. Ling Yun, Fu Ya, Luo Hongyan! The cold gleam in her eyes seemed to pierce right through the barrier of the Thunder Abyss. Moments later, the cry of a phoenix tore through the Seventh World of the Abyss. Though the cry did not spread beyond the Seventh World, the black turtle, Black Dragon King, Yuan Qi, Rock Bear, and Ice Armor Eel Dragon all heard it loud and clear. An enormous black stone archway stood on a star wreathed in endless darkness in the Ancient Fey World. Suddenly, the sharp cry of a phoenix rang out from the other side of that arch. Gathered near the black stone archway were high-ranking Fey Gods of the Fey Race—golden giant elephants, silver-scaled serpents, pangolins, Vermilion Birds, and more. Tangible energy shot up from the high-ranking Fey Gods like columns, piercing through the star's shrouding darkness into the cold vacuum of space above. Rank Nine Fey Kings across the Ancient Fey World could see those towering columns of energy when they looked up at the starry skies. The Great Feys, Fey Kings, and Fey Gods in that entire starry region sharpened their claws in preparation for war. "A call from the Divine Saint!" bellowed the strongest Fey God before the archway in the ancient fey language. They had been waiting in silence for a long time, simply awaiting the appearance of their "Divine Saint" to lead them in conquering the heavens. Unlike other races, the Fey Race did not need a Sovereign to rank among the top across the starry skies. This was because every Fey God had power surpassing that of an Outer God of the same rank! Ripples of spatial fluctuations spread deep within the massive black stone archway. The phoenix's cry had formed a mysterious portal to another starry region, ready for the high-ranking Fey Gods to charge through. "The starry skies above the bizarre mist!" "That's where two Sovereigns and many Outer Gods from other races are stationed!" "Strange. Why would the Divine Saint choose that place?" Though puzzled, there was no trace of fear in their eyes. The powerful Fey Gods did not waver, even knowing they would soon face Sovereign Luo or the God of Wisdom. They feared no enemy. After all, the Fey Gods were famed for their ferocity in war and their disregard for death. A soft call rang out in Pang Jian's sea of consciousness, carried to him through the Soulstream in the Nether Abyss. It was Pang Lin's voice. Pang Jian's brow twitched. Hm? Can't get away? Pang Lin asked. My World God Pendants were taken, meaning I can't teleport to the Seventh World of the Abyss. Escaping from two Sovereigns seems...unlikely. He paused, then added, I'm sorry. The Nine Heavens Thunder Divine Tree and the Divine Court of Thunder have been left behind in the Ruin Realm. Pang Jian was now certain that his sister truly identified with her present life. Before he left the Thunder Abyss, she had selflessly given him the Nine Heavens Thunder Divine Tree, telling him to use it freely in the Ruin Realm. She had also assured him not to worry about the murky energy in the Abyss or about conflicts between the Fey Gods and the True Gods. She even promised to help look after those True Gods at the Darkcloud Realm. While Pang Lin had once been the Sovereign of the Fey Race, she seemed to consider herself human in this life. Even now, Pang Jian could feel her deep anxiety through the Soulstream with stark clarity. This proved that Pang Lin truly saw herself as his sister, and that was the most important thing to Pang Jian. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel※fire.net It's fine. It's just an artifact. Pang Lin laughed, deliberately affecting composure. As long as you and I are alive, anything we lose can be taken back. Brother, I want to...I want to leave the Abyss in my phoenix form and be by your side in the starry skies. Pang Lin trailed off, unable to put her feelings into words. If she returned as the Black Empyrean Phoenix, she could not become a God King without slaying Sovereign Luo and fusing the Dao of Light and the Dao of Darkness into one. However, if she continued as a human, she believed she could surpass her past self without having to hunt down a Sovereign. No, you don't have to do that, Pang Jian replied with a smile. I won't die so easily. Actually, I just realized that I can connect to more than just the sun. The starry sky in Pang Jian's Primordial Chaos Spiritual Sea flared to life with countless stars! The suns, moons, and stars within his dantian seemed to resonate with those of the real starry skies. His dantian housed a starry sky that mirrored the one above the bizarre mist. Every sun, moon, and star in his dantian drew their power from the same starry region he stood beneath! Ling Yun controls nothing more than an illusion of a world, Pang Jian thought to himself. But maybe I can use the starry sky in my dantian to command this real starry region! The operation of the Sun-Refining Art and the spread of his divine sense were just the catalysts. Pang Jian started to extrapolate. The Heavenly Daos he had comprehended encompassed the five elements of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth, along with cold, lightning, demonic energy, and darkness. These were the foundational forces that made up a world. Yan Hao's Sun-Refining Art taught him the method of refining a sun, but with the unique nature of his Primordial Chaos Spiritual Sea, Pang Jian felt he could do even more! This starry region... Pang Jian's spirits rose. High above, in that blazing mass of light, Luo Hongyan shifted her attention from the God King's skull for the first time to look at Pang Jian with faint puzzlement. Her movement went unnoticed by the others. Tiny arcs of light flickered in her bright eyes, dancing and weaving as she observed Pang Jian.