In an instant.
A torrent of Chaos Aura surged toward Ian Song. The pure, heavy chaos pressed down on his divine power and even his God-King Dao, suppressing both to an extreme degree.
But right then—
His Pangu Bloodline erupted inside him, instantly absorbing all the Chaos Aura rushing toward him. Within his body, it transformed into a massive furnace, wildly refining the chaos and feeding the power back into his flesh and even into his God-King Dao.
Immediately, both his physical body and his God-King Dao began growing at a rapid pace.
He had no idea how much time had passed.
Ian Song could feel that his flesh had advanced countless levels, reaching at least the small-completion stage of the Primordial Chaos Body.
On top of that, his God-King Dao had expanded to a truly terrifying extent, and the Divine Soul within it had now undergone fifteen full metamorphoses.
At the same time, most of the Pangu Bloodline power sank back into his body, sealing itself away, while a small portion slowly fused with his flesh.
As for the Chaos Aura outside, it could no longer affect him at all.
However—
It had taken real effort to reach the primordial chaos universe. He couldn’t just leave now.
So, inside his body, he rebuilt a chaos vortex and began refining the Chaos Aura, transforming it into drops of Chaos Spirit Liquid to be stored in the Divine Temple.
Unnoticed, several months flashed by.
Floating in the chaos, Ian Song refined billions of drops of chaos liquid.
"Time to head back!"
Ian Song stepped straight into the Divine Temple and ordered it to pierce the barrier of the God Realm and return.
Heaven’s Will is really naive—did it actually think exiling him to the primordial chaos universe would kill him?
Not only did it fail to kill him, it actually helped him condense his God-King Dao and forced out his Pangu Bloodline. If Heaven’s Will found out, wouldn’t it go crazy?
In Ian Song’s senses, the Divine Temple quickly pierced through the barrier and reappeared in the God Realm.
Stepping out from the Divine Temple.
Ian Song couldn’t help but let out a soft exclamation. He realized that some kind of shackle on his body had broken, and standing in this world, he was no longer bound by the laws of the God Realm.
He suddenly remembered that when the bloodline flame was refining his godhead, it also burned away a certain imprint in his Divine Sense.
That imprint should be the mark left in his body by this world.
Now that the imprint was gone, even the laws of heaven and earth could no longer restrain him. In fact, he wouldn’t even need to undergo tribulation for future breakthroughs.
“Ha ha!”
Thinking of this, Ian Song couldn’t help but laugh up at the sky: “Heaven’s Will, oh Heaven’s Will, you’re really something. You actually helped me out so much—I don’t even know if I should thank you!”
He had discussed this with Little Corpse Puppet.
Although Heaven’s Will is the supreme existence, it cannot directly act against living beings of the God Realm.
Only when a God Realm being faces heavenly condemnation or tribulation can Heaven’s Will intervene.
Now, Ian Song no longer needed to undergo tribulation, so he had nothing left to fear from Heaven’s Will.
Unfortunately, all his godheads had fused into one, so now he was left with only a single body.
“Time to test my strength!”
Ian Song muttered to himself and sped off in a certain direction.
Half an hour later—
A prefectural city appeared in Ian Song’s sight.
This city was called Prospera City.
It was one of the many eastern prefectural cities in the God Realm.
Sweeping his Divine Sense across the city, he quickly located the God-Demon Corps branch, then walked straight toward it. Just as he reached the entrance, he saw a group of three-star God-Demons coming out together.
“Hey, I’m Ian Song. Go report to your captain!”