"Very good, very decisive."
Old Ape grinned, a look of appreciation for his straightforward demeanor, and nodded, "My next stop will be your Purgatory World. The war that happened today in the Netherworld Prison will be reenacted in Purgatory."
"Pang Jian, this is the disaster you brought to Purgatory, you must bear the consequences."
The Ancient Demon Clan Realm God of the Misty Sea World spread a furry ape hand and casually covered it toward Pang Jian's location.
Heaven and earth seemed to flip in an instant.
It was as if the space above Pang Jian's head was the bottom sea area of the Netherworld Prison, and under his feet were fragmented lands and territories.
Time and space first stalled, then suddenly froze.
At the moment Old Ape reached out his hand, Pang Jian's thoughts, worries, and attempts to deploy various divine powers were no longer under his control.
He and his own soul thoughts, Divine Consciousness, all his powers were completely segregated.
