The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 975 - 934: Divine King’s Sky Conquest Chronicle

Yan Hao was deeply puzzled.

His memory had not awakened much, but he could feel that this world belonged to him.

The stars here, the continent, every blade of grass and tree, seemed to have been born because of him.

He resonated with the Heaven and Earth Laws, becoming the embodiment of the Great Tao of this world.

The imprint hidden deep within his soul urged him to gather the Solar Divine Breath to forge his Divine Body, instinctively wanting to fully awaken.

Yet this stranger before him had intercepted the Divine Script fire symbol that he had condensed, rendering his path to self-resurrection far from perfect.

"My name is Pang Jian, from the Purgatory World, preparing to ascend to the status of Sovereign."

As the Divine Script for "Strike" fell into his palm, Pang Jian spread out his Divine Consciousness, secretly sensing Yan Hao’s condition.

"Senior, you have died. The supreme will of the Misty Sea World has chosen me as the First Realm God. Your era has passed; you should rest in peace." freeweɓnovel.cѳm

While speaking, more ancient Divine Scripts fell from the sky, intercepted by Pang Jian one by one.

These Divine Scripts, refined through the "Original Demon Fusion Spell," turned into numerous imprints of Tao and fused into his God Status, becoming a part of him.

His connection with the Ruin Domain, through this means, tightened once more.

"The supreme will within the Misty Sea? It?"

Yan Hao’s masculine and rough face suddenly contorted with horror, as though recalling something, he shrieked, "It has fooled me! Pang Jian, do not think that by gaining its acknowledgment, you can change your fate!"

"Impossible!"

"Beings like it, like those above, they have no emotions!"

"You cannot escape from it!"

Yan Hao’s newly born body rapidly began to grow huge.

The Solar Divine Breath of the Ruin Domain, the essence of flames within the stars and continents, crazily poured into his body, and in the blink of an eye, a sea of fire formed, buoyant with the Fierce Sun.

Nine rounds of Fierce Sun, each hotter than the last, brilliant and dazzling!

"Nine Sun Heaven Strike!"

Pang Jian’s expression changed drastically.

He had not expected this newly born Divine King, not yet recovered to his peak realm, to be able to form a unique domain of God.

"My head, the Ruin Domain, is also a prison!"

The sea of fire with the buoyant Fierce Sun, carrying Yan Hao’s body, actually fled straight for the external Misty Sea.

The Divine King, who once represented the supreme will of the heavens, carrying the Nine Fierce Suns and attacking the Mysterious Fog Sea with the Hall of Gods, had some memories awaken, and incredibly, harbored immense fear towards his own head.

The attitude he displayed was a desperate effort to escape from the Ruin Domain, to leave behind this world controlled by the will of the Mysterious Fog Sea.

"Uh..."

Pang Jian was utterly baffled.

The heavily injured Muduo, also startled by this scene, watched dumbfounded as Yan Hao and the sea of fire together rushed towards the dome of the Ruin Domain.

"Boom!"

The Ruins Realm World’s dome erupted with a cascade of light and streaming flames.

Yan Hao, with his heart set on escaping the Ruin Domain, along with the sea of fire carrying the floating Fierce Suns, exploded against the Tian Qiong Jie Bi.

The many ancient Divine Scripts he had meticulously refined, due to his explosive demise, reemerged, and Pang Jian conveniently absorbed them, using them as nourishment to assault the Dominator Realm.

"Yan Hao, just like that, crashed to his death at the dome of the Ruins Domain? Isn’t this world his skull?"

"He was resurrected only to die again within his own world?"

Muduo was dumbstruck.

Pang Jian was equally at a loss.

"Shh!"

Among the widely splattering light and streaming flames, a seed of life fell upon a continent, piercing through the ground to form a cavity.

The life-giving forces of creation in the Ruin Domain, the fire, the light of the sun, all converged towards that cavity, fusing into that single seed of life.

Before long, another new infant took shape.

It was still the image of Yan Hao!

He appeared bewildered, emerging from an underground burrow wrapped in flames, coming into the sight of Pang Jian and Muduo, instinctively condensing Divine Scripts with the celestial essence of the sun from beyond.

Soon, a vast number of Divine Scripts descended from the sky, infusing into Yan Hao’s body.

This time, Pang Jian didn’t extend his hand to stop them, allowing the ancient Divine Scripts to disappear within Yan Hao’s body, letting him grow continuously.

From youth to adulthood, this Yan Hao changed every second without any external interference.

When he had finally become a middle-aged man with a short beard, it seemed he only then noticed Pang Jian and approached him with confusion, asking, "Who are you? And... who am I?"

"My name is Pang Jian, from the Purgatory World, designated as the First Realm God by the Misty Sea Will. Predecessor, you have died, you..." Pang Jian spoke softly.

"Misty Sea Will? Don’t trust it!"

Before Pang Jian could finish his sentence, Yan Hao’s expression changed drastically once again, and he unfolded his unique God’s Domain.

Nine rounds of Fierce Suns floated and sank within the sea of fire, with Yan Hao’s towering Divine Body standing at the center.

"Nine Sun Heaven Strike!"

With a roar, Yan Hao took control of the dazzling God’s Domain with his Divine Body, choosing to strike against the dome of the Ruins Realm for the second time.

"Boom!"

The destructive blast reverberated anew, with more Divine Scripts and Heaven and Earth Laws morphing into a rain of flame and light, which Pang Jian absorbed once more.

The second Yan Hao, once again failing to breach the heavens, died under the watchful eyes of Pang Jian and Muduo.

At the same time, his undying life seed plummeted into a marsh on a star.

History repeated itself!

The abundant life force of the Ruins Realm, the sunlight, and the Flame Force actively converged towards that life seed, spawning a third Yan Hao.

From youth to adulthood, to elderhood!

Yan Hao harvested the sun’s celestial fire from above, condensing it into ancient Divine Scripts and refining them within his body, constantly elevating his realm and amassing as much strength as possible.

"Who are you?"

"And who am I?"

The ageing image of Yan Hao, still looking bewildered, approached Pang Jian and inquired, "I sense my aura and Divine Power on you; it seems as if you’re plundering everything from me."

"Is it you who’s confounding me, preventing me from ever truly awakening?"

The elderly Yan Hao looked infinitely more exhausted compared to his younger self, appearing weary beyond measure.

He seemed so very tired, drained of both spirit and strength, no longer willing to struggle or resist.

"It’s not me," Pang Jian replied with an odd look in his eyes.

"Pang Jian!" Muduo abruptly interjected, exclaiming, "Don’t mention that being from the Misty Sea; as soon as you do, Yan Hao will..."

"I am Yan Hao? It, from the Misty Sea? A liar!" The elderly Yan Hao’s complexion altered wildly as if provoked.

The next moment.

"Whoosh!"

The familiar God’s Domain reappeared, with the nine Fierce Suns growing even more colossal and Yan Hao’s Divine Body becoming even more imposing.

At the center of the decrepit Yan Hao’s forehead gleamed a gemstone-like God Status, signifying that he had reached the Divinity Realm, more potent than the previous two.

He rose towards the sky once more, screaming "Nine Sun Heaven Strike."

"Boom!"

Yet, nothing changed; both he and his manifestation of God’s Domain shattered against the dome of the Ruins Realm.

The dome was a part of his own skull; the Ruins Realm World also belonged to him, yet time after time, he attempted to flee only to die repeatedly against his own cranium.

Pang Jian and Muduo, watching this anomaly occur thrice in succession, gradually felt a sense of alarm welling up inside them.

"As Realm Gods like us, perhaps there aren’t any good futures in store. Ling Yun, Yan Hao—none of these powerful beings who seek resurrection meets a good end," Muduo said in fear.

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