Today, Pang Jian has forged his very own "Chaos Divine Path," establishing himself as one of the True Gods among men.
As for Bone Saint Lv Qinghe, no matter how strong, he is but a Great Cultivator of the Immortal Realm.
As for Zhou Yi, who was forced to change his practice to the Ghost Path, there is even less chance that Pang Jian would regard him highly; a single Thunderous Lightning strike intended to expunge evil could obliterate Zhou Yi completely.
Years had passed, and now, Zhou Yi could not even withstand a single move in front of him.
He didn't believe that with their capabilities, they would not be clear about his current strength.
Therefore, the two must have other reliances.
"I knew I couldn't hide it from you,"
Lu Qinghe smiled faintly and called out to the Lower Realm, "Please, Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, ascend to the sky!"
"Boom!"
A not so large piece of Fragment Land suddenly broke through the Firm Wind layer, soaring from the Third Realm into the sky.
