Above the Misty Sea, all the deities except Li Yuqing suffered petrification under the silvery radiance scattering from the Stone Bead.
Including Long Di, who had escaped from the Netherworld Prison.
The Power of Destiny, thin as gauze, spread above the Misty Sea, extending billions of miles in the blink of an eye with a posture that defied all logic.
Aloft, Pang Jian's complexion was ashen.
"Father..."
After so many years apart, he had just caught a glimpse of his father through the "Illusory Void Realm," only for him to disintegrate into dust along with the Void Temple.
Heart-wrenching pain surged from both his bodies, making him wish for death.
"He should be able to be resurrected, he must be! If Dong Tianze can come back to life, the Mysterious Turtle, the Black Dragon King, they can all be revived one by one, he too must certainly be possible to resurrect!"
