The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 157 - 142 Revenge!_1

Chapter 157: Chapter 142 Revenge!_1

In front of the majestic and vast city walls.

A group of Cyclops knelt and worshipped, addressing the foreign female deity they called "Goddess" in soft, gentle tones.

These Cyclops, from beginning to end, never stood up, showing extreme reverence to the alien female

Through the Dark Giant Python ridden by the woman, Pang Jian was able to hear their conversation and knew what they were discussing.

The high-ranking female alien was preparing for a war to ascend to the heavens. She informed the Cyclops that the powerful seal of the fifth Heavenly Tribulation Pillar had weakened.

She had verified carefully that people and Ferocious Beasts below level five could now ascend successfully.

Her descent upon Sky-Splitting City was to have the Cyclops prepare a group of their kinfolk below level five, to mix with those from the other four tribes, as the first batch of ascenders.

She also clearly stated that the first batch of ascenders would most likely die in the Upper Realm.

She mentioned that although the Fourth Realm now possessed the power of their world, she was unclear about whether the human powerhouses from the Upper Realm would arrange for people to go to the Lower Realm.

The first batch of ascenders were warriors heading for death.

Yet ascending was imperative.

In the Upper Realm, there were Spiritual Materials they desperately needed. Only by obtaining those key Spiritual Materials could they hope to unravel the Heavenly Tribulation Pillars, the eternal oppression of their world.

Pang Jian listened silently and before long, he felt mentally fatigued.

He knew the effect of the Calming Pill was nearly spent and couldn’t allow him to maintain his connection with the Dark Giant Python for long.

So he opened his eyes and swallowed another Calming Pill.

At that moment, he looked again towards the Great Stone Hall in front of him.

Suddenly, he realized this Great Stone Hall once housed the Cyclops.

Through the vision of the Dark Giant Python, what he saw of the grandiose Sky-Splitting City and the Great Stone Hall in front of him were extremely similar.

The difference was, the Great Stone Hall before him was destroyed, while the one standing in the Fifth Realm, Sky-Splitting City, remained intact.

"Boom!"

Once again, a startling noise came from beneath the cold rock ground.

"Huh, the ones defeated are from the Yin Spirit Temple."

Luo Hongyan, who was feigning death under the bodies of two female cultivators, suddenly shifted the corpse and quietly stood up from the ground.

Pang Jian looked at her in surprise.

"The Heavenly Spirit Tower has stopped moving; the connection between the Yin Spirit Temple’s person and the divine sense of the Heavenly Spirit Tower has been severed, indicating trouble has befallen him underground," said Luo Hongyan, her eyes flashing with an unusual light as she furrowed her brow. "As a fellow Hollow Profound Realm cultivator, Ling Yun is but an Individual Cultivator, yet he was able to kill someone from the Yin Spirit Temple in the same realm underground."

Pang Jian voiced his concern, "Are you alright?"

"Don’t worry, I’m fine," she assured him with a low chuckle and a shake of her head, adding casually, "I can sense that although Individual Cultivator Ling Yun has won, he’s also expended too much energy, and even sustained injuries. Pang Jian, you currently shouldn’t get involved in a battle between Hollow Profound Realm cultivators; don’t come here and complicate things for me..."

"Swoosh!"

She drifted away.

"Hollow Profound Realm..."

Pang Jian whispered softly.

A moment later.

The blood-stained figure of Zhu Yuanxi of Blood Moon suddenly fell from the unceilinged Stone Hall above and crashed heavily to the ground.

Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were in tatters from the back, revealing a bone-deep wound as Zhu Yuanxi breathed noisily through his nose.

Above his head, an increasingly colossal Eight-armed Demon God floated, emitting ear-splitting screams.

The soul-haunting shrieks caused even Zhu Yuanxi’s ear canals to ooze terrifying streams of blood.

"Ugh!"

Zhu Yuanxi’s eyes suddenly brightened.

He noticed the Heavenly Spirit Tower hovering in the sky ceased drifting aimlessly and was no longer harvesting the souls of Individual Cultivators everywhere.

The previous force that oppressed his soul, making him feel oppressed and suffocated, had vanished without a trace.

He was acutely aware of what this change signified!

"I underestimated Ling Yun; I didn’t expect that in his base at Ice Rock Island, he would actually be able to kill Wang Yisen!" Zhu Yuanxi inwardly exclaimed.

Realizing this, he no longer wished to fight desperately with Dong Tianze, thinking that as long as Ling Yun appeared later, Dong the madman would surely be doomed!

Zhu Yuanxi was clearly superior in realm to Dong Tianze, but he was outmatched in combat power. There was no need to continue a fierce fight with Dong Tianze now that Individual Cultivator Ling Yun had won.

If by chance, he died at the hands of Dong Tianze, that would be a grave injustice indeed.

"Zhu Yuanxi!"

A deep, chilling voice suddenly sounded.

Zhu Yuanxi was taken aback, and turning his head, he saw the Dark Ghost Hall Master named Hong Jian steadily approaching him.

The young hall master, with a solemn expression and eyes filled with murderous intent, looked at him as if he were already a cold corpse.

This look displeased him immensely.

"Boy, have you come here to court death?"

Zhu Yuanxi spread a grin, gripping a blood jade ruler in his hand as he coldly watched Pang Jian approach.

He felt very relaxed now.

Wang Yisen was already dead, and Dong Tianze couldn’t kill him in a short time. Once Hollow Profound Realm’s Ling Yun stepped out from below the Stone Hall, the slaughter ignited by the Yin Spirit Temple would come to an end.

Dong Tianze would be captured alive by Individual Cultivator Ling Yun. Even if Zhu Yuanxi couldn’t kill him, he could take Dong Tianze back to Blood Moon as a captive.

Back at Blood Moon, they had ways to make the Yin Spirit Temple pay a heavy price through Dong Tianze.

Just at that moment.

Dong Tianze, who had a colossal Eight-armed Demon God floating beside him, seeing Zhu Yuanxi struck and falling towards the ground, did not rush to pursue.

He too sensed something was wrong.

Considering that the Heavenly Spirit Tower controlled by Wang Yisen’s divine sense had shown noticeable anomalies, it meant Wang Yisen was in grave danger, if not already doomed.

Wang Yisen’s death declared his plan to exterminate everyone on Ice Rock Island a failure, with no hope of success.

At this point, his best course of action was to leave Ice Rock Island as soon as possible, lest the situation deteriorate.

Therefore, he did not continue to waste time on Zhu Yuanxi but immediately tried to communicate with the Heavenly Spirit Tower.

However, Zhu Yuanxi’s words still caught his attention.

When he looked down, he saw the newly appointed Dark Ghost Hall Master steadily approaching Zhu Yuanxi.

Dong Tianze frowned and said in a cold voice, "Don’t go courting death. Stay where you are, I will take you with the Heavenly Spirit Tower shortly."

The new Dark Ghost Hall Master impressed him; he felt this subordinate was not half-bad.

Therefore, after Wang Yisen’s death and already preparing to retreat from Ice Rock Island, he intended to take Pang Jian along.

But then...

A familiar silver spear suddenly caught his eye just as the Dark Ghost Hall Master was about to reach Zhu Yuanxi!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Under the darkening sky, it was as if blazing suns were erupting!

Wild and extreme spiritual power fluctuations, mixed with the scent of sulfur from lava and the dry heat of the fierce sun, instantly overwhelmed Zhu Yuanxi.

The familiar explosive fluctuation, the familiar spear, left Dong Tianze somewhat stunned and unable to react immediately.

And Zhu Yuanxi, who had been severely injured by him, retreated frantically with a drastic change in color, hastily trying to block with the ruler in his hands.

But he only managed to block it once.

"Bang!"

With each erupting wave of intense suns, Zhu Yuanxi’s chest bones shattered one after another, and in the blink of an eye, that familiar silver spear pierced through his body.

"Pang Jian!"

Dong Tianze finally snapped out of his daze, shouting in anger.

"Ghost Leader, thank you for critically injuring him, which allowed me to strike him down with one blow," said Pang Jian, looking up in gratitude.

As Dong Tianze looked on in frenzied madness, Pang Jian spoke calmly again, "Also, thank you for those two trades, for the rare spiritual materials you collected for me."

"Ghost Leader..."

Hearing these two words again, Dong Tianze felt as if he was being severely humiliated, his skin trembling with anger.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ground violently shook as someone battled fiercely underground, but the Heavenly Spirit Tower remained immobile.

This made Dong Tianze realize immediately that the new participant in the battle was not his elder brother Wang but someone else.

Thinking of Pang Jian daring to strike Zhu Yuanxi with the Astonishing Spear, completely unafraid of revealing his identity, he immediately guessed that the person battling Tianze must be Pang Jian’s ally.

"Swish!"

Dong Tianze cast the "Nine Curves Ghost Charm" and drifted like a ghost towards the Heavenly Spirit Tower, controlling its ascent after entering.

In his hands, the Heavenly Spirit Tower regained its operation, and the array that consumed the souls of individual cultivators was also activated.

At this moment.

"Crack!"

Using the tip of the Astonishing Spear, Pang Jian decapitated Zhu Yuanxi, glanced at the Heavenly Spirit Tower above, and with Zhu Yuanxi’s head in hand, he strode towards the exit of the Great Stone Hall.

The vicious power of the Heavenly Spirit Tower that ensnared souls was ineffective against him, especially as he held the Soul-Calming Talisman given by Wang Yisen.

The figure of Dong Tianze suddenly emerged from a window on the fifth level of the Heavenly Spirit Tower, his fierce and brutal eyes filled with the madness of rage, he roared, "Pang Jian!"

Unable to fly, Pang Jian kept walking outward without stopping, looked up at the mid-air and asked, "Ghost Leader, is there anything else?"

Upon hearing Pang Jian still addressing him as "Ghost Leader," Dong Tianze’s temples throbbed violently, his frustration and irritation surging within him.

Feeling constrained and angry within his heart, Dong Tianze was eager to know what had happened in Bagua City after his departure.

He also wanted to know why Pang Jian dared to step out of the Solitude Mountain Range shrouded in Mysterious Fog, why he had assumed the name Hong Jian, and why he had been active in Cloud Marsh as a member of the Dark Ghosts.

Even more, he wanted to know how Pang Jian had come to the Third Realm.

He had so many questions, yet he knew that asking them would be futile, and after roaring, he chose to remain silent.

He had advanced to the Innate Realm, condensed the eight-armed Demon God with soul spirits and ghosts, and successfully controlled the Heavenly Spirit Tower.

Yet, he dared not leave the Heavenly Spirit Tower, did not dare to confront Pang Jian face to face for a bloody battle.

The moment when Pang Jian emerged from the darkness at the City Lord Mansion and bombarded Yuan Lengshan with three evil waterfalls remained an indelible shadow in his heart.

The reappearance of the Astonishing Spear just now and the instant death of Zhu Yuanxi continued to intimidate him.

Suddenly, he realized that it was only when facing Pang Jian, a monster from the Fourth Realm like him, that he felt such a lack of confidence, such a loss of composure.

—Even being a full realm higher, he dared not make a reckless move.

Thus, the Heavenly Spirit Tower merely followed Pang Jian, who walked out of the Great Stone Hall at his own pace.

He saw that as soon as Pang Jian left the Stone Hall, Zhu Yuanxi’s decapitated head was carelessly tossed onto the ground by Pang Jian.

Pang Jian kicked Zhu Yuanxi’s head towards a pile of rocks.

Every few steps, he gave it a kick.

"Thud."

Zhu Yuanxi’s head rolled on the ground like a ball.

Upon the cold rocky ground, stark red and eye-catching bloodstains appeared, stretching from the Great Stone Hall to the pile of rocks.

There, the bones of Zhao Ling, sisters Bai Wei and Bai Zhi, Meng Qiulan, and Wu Yi were arranged.

Reaching the front of the pile of rocks, Pang Jian finally stopped.

He stepped on Zhu Yuanxi’s head, forcing the dead man’s face to face the stone pile where the bodies were arranged.

Zhu Yuanxi’s bloodied face, resting on his severed neck, seemed to gaze upon the Dark Ghosts within the pile of rocks.

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