The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 194 - 179: Like Slaughtering Chickens and Dogs_1

Chapter 194: Chapter 179: Like Slaughtering Chickens and Dogs_1

"Pang Jian!"

Zhang Bin’s spirit and form both shuddered.

The next moment, his expression turned cold, and his eyes deepened.

"Han Ting..."

He sneered, thinking that since Pang Jian had left the First Peak to specifically seek out Jade Lake, it must be for Han Ting.

Just last night, the boatman Gao Yuan had even gone out of his way to ask a friend to deliver something to Han Ting.

He knew Gao Yuan had no prior connection with Han Ting, so... the one who sent the gift must be Pang Jian!

He assumed that after Pang Jian’s identity as a hunter was exposed, he was trying to win back Han Ting’s favor by impressing her with wealth.

After all, the only thing Pang Jian could readily offer at the moment was a vast amount of Spirit Stones.

"Spirit Stones! And many other rare spiritual materials!"

At that thought, Zhang Bin abruptly became excited.

This was Jade Lake, not Yuanmang’s First Peak—private fighting was not prohibited here!

Jiuyuan, Lou Yunming, Yang Rui, those powerful figures who showed malice towards Pang Jian, were currently all at the trading ground on the summit of the First Peak, and so were Qi Qingsong, Zhao Yuanqi, and others!

If they could kill Pang Jian during this period and get their hands on the storage bracelet he wore, and then successfully break away from the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands...

At this thought, Zhang Bin’s blood began to boil.

"Fang Xin, Lin Fan, Tu Hui, Zhang Long!"

Zhang Bin burst into the tent.

His voice became hoarse with excitement as he said in a deep tone, "I’ve seen Pang Jian! Most of the individual cultivators around Jade Lake don’t recognize him. Now, we have a once-in-a-lifetime chance to strike it rich right before us!"

He laid out his thoughts.

"In Pang Jian’s storage bracelet, there are at least over a million Spirit Stones! Over a million!"

"Zhang Bin, take him down! Once we get that storage bracelet, what kind of woman can’t you find?"

"Let’s do it!"

The few individual cultivators, accustomed to living on the edge, did not hesitate much before deciding to take the risk.

"Let’s go!"

The small group stepped out of the tent, silently trailing behind Pang Jian.

At this time, Han Ting, who had just sarcastically mocked Zhang Bin, had returned to her tent.

She was unaware that on the other side of her, Pang Jian was walking alone towards Jade Lake.

Around Jade Lake, there were also a number of individual cultivators of low realm who noticed the solo Pang Jian.

They did not pay much attention to him.

A few days ago in the early morning, Pang Jian, who had taken out a seventh-level Ice Crystal Beast horn for sale, appeared only briefly.

As soon as the transaction was completed, Pang Jian left promptly.

It was too early at that time, and the cultivators here hadn’t yet arrived at the summit due to the distance, so they had not seen Pang Jian.

Yesterday, when Pang Jian took out the precious spiritual materials at the trading ground, it was the last day of the free trading period, and it had already passed noon.

Most of the individual cultivators of low realm near Jade Lake did not qualify to participate in the last three days of the trade meet, and the few fortunate ones had visited only on the previous two days.

Therefore, while Pang Jian’s name was quite renowned in the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands, not many people had actually seen him.

"Tap!"

Pang Jian’s footsteps suddenly halted.

The place where he was at that moment had no individual cultivators’ tents or Cloud Sails nearby; it was a very secluded spot.

Struggling to suppress the restlessness in his heart, he gazed at the glittering Jade Lake, silently circulating the "Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell" to maintain his composure at all times.

"I didn’t even have the chance to join the competition..."

By the rippling lakeside, a youth in black with a grim expression on his face was boiling inside, like a volcano ready to erupt.

After painstakingly preparing for so long and gathering a million Spirit Stones, his plan was to successfully rescue Luo Hongyan and then disappear from the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands without a trace.

He didn’t want to stir up a storm of blood and violence; he didn’t intend to involve every cultivator who entered Yuan Mang.

Cao Mang, Madam Hua, and Jiuyuan simply didn’t give him that chance.

"In the Fifth Realm, only those below level seven are present, with the top-tier level six Alien Tribe warriors and Ferocious Beasts only possessing Spirit Condensation Realm level combat power."

"In the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands, there are many Human Race cultivators gathered, and it’s not impossible to win. At worst, there are Great Cultivators from the Second Realm to handle the situation."

"Rather than letting Alien Tribe warriors ascend to the Fourth Realm and attack the ordinary human cities, it’s better to leave them to these powerful cultivators to deal with."

"In the Third Realm, the major sects still have strict restrictions, only allowing the seven great clans and their vassals to migrate."

"Are ordinary people just waiting to die?"

"The spark of war should not be borne by the Fourth Realm. I will make it ignite directly in the Third Realm!"

"..."

Pang Jian’s eyes flickered, at times cruel and fierce, and at other times filled with a hint of hesitation.

A moment later.

He breathed slowly, quietly adjusting his mindset, and began to ponder the details as he looked ahead.

The Jade Lake in front of him was the very location he had chosen long ago.

He planned to sneak into the lakebed of Jade Lake unnoticed soon, burying himself in the silt at the bottom of the lake, with only a bronze medal emitting a bright gleaming light.

With the light waves from the bronze medal, he intended to create a Mirror Tunnel that connected to the Fifth Realm on the surface of Jade Lake.

He would rather direct the racial warfare to erupt in the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands than allow Luo Hongyan to fall into Jiuyuan’s hands!

Cao Mang and Madam Hua, these two hypocritical individual cultivators, must also pay the price for their actions!

He was determined to destroy the entire Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands!

"Eh?"

Suddenly, he sensed someone stealthily approaching.

Pang Jian, unable to suppress the many crazed and evil thoughts rising within him, frowned and waited for the person to come closer.

A group of five people appeared slowly.

"Pang Jian, you’re just a Hunter from the Fourth Realm, putting on airs like a scion of a great family, deceiving everyone, even Han Ting was fooled by you..."

Zhang Bin’s eyes were filled with malice as he laid the groundwork.

Fang Xin and the other three had already spread out tacitly as he spoke, moving in with a surrounding stance.

"Zhang Bin?"

Pang Jian, full of evil intentions, decided not to listen upon seeing the malice in their eyes.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

Bright Moon Blades, flickering with a chilling cold light, suddenly flew out from the palm of his hand.

A new Moon Blade, fused with Moon Energy, Extreme Cold Alien Power, and rich Spiritual Power, erupted around Pang Jian like a stunningly wicked flower blooming with numerous petals.

The silvery Moon Blades, hauntingly beautiful in mid-air, howled as they continuously released bone-chilling coldness.

"Crack! Crack crack!"

Fang Xin, with the lowest realm among them, was decapitated in an instant under the flurry of Moon Blades!

Her exquisite Spirit Spells and the faintly shining Spiritual Artifact in her hand had no chance to be displayed and were slashed on the spot by a Moon Blade.

The Moon Blade chopped her down as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

And at this time, Zhang Bin hadn’t even finished his sentence!

Seeing such a scene, the three Individual Cultivators named Lin Fan, Tu Hui, and Zhang Long turned pale with horror and hastily summoned their protective Firm Covers.

Bright yellow, dark blue, and white jade-like Firm Covers suddenly formed and were immediately shattered into fragments by the Moon Blades with a "pupu pupu" sound.

The three Cultivators, who were on par with Pang Jian in realm and also mid-stage Innate Realm, suddenly felt their scalps go numb.

"Zhang Bin, this kid is tricky!"

"In my opinion..."

Before they could finish their sentences, Pang Jian, like a fierce tiger plunging into a flock of sheep, waved his hand to summon more Moon Blades and forcibly broke into the encirclement formed by the three men.

"Swoosh!"

A Qingying Firm Shield, made of Spiritual Power, starlight, Moon Energy, and Extreme Cold Power, was fiercely summoned by Pang Jian.

He used his immensely sturdy protective shield to withstand the close-range attacks of Lin Fan’s long spear, Tu Hui’s blood spear, and Zhang Long’s silver broadaxe, closing in on them.

"Boom! Boom boom!"

Pang Jian’s fists, like bloodthirsty maces, smashed into the chests of the three men one after another, causing their chest bones to cave in drastically, and their organs shattered to death.

"Pang Jian, I..."

Zhang Bin stepped back in fear to retreat.

"Pang Jian!"

Han Ting within the tent heard Zhang Bin’s terrified scream, abruptly flung open the curtain, and dashed out toward the direction of the sound.

"Pang Jian?"

"There’s someone fighting in the corner of Jade Lake!"

"Let’s go see!"

The meditating Individual Cultivators, one after another, were disrupted and dashed over like Han Ting.

"Pang Jian, you without reason..."

Zhang Bin, who summoned a light blue Firm Cover, continuously formed hand seals, condensing clusters of deep blue flames.

His face turned deathly pale as he rapidly retreated, and within his Firm Cover, dozens of clusters of deep blue flames appeared, rotating slowly like a Ferris wheel.

Finally, he retreated to a spot where the arriving Cultivators could see him.

By then, those who had come also saw the sorry state of Zhang Bin.

Zhang Bin, his body trembling as his voice was, faced a dense thicket, as if it hid a terrifying demon.

Zhang Bin’s body, like his voice, was shaking!

"Who is it?"

"Who is chasing down Zhang Bin?"

"I think I heard a name, it sounds a bit familiar..."

The Individual Cultivators were quickly approaching, still discussing with each other.

"Schw!"

A silver long spear, dazzling with light, suddenly shot out from the dense thicket like a bolt of lightning, targeting Zhang Bin.

"Woosh!"

The space swept over by the silver spear suddenly had a long white fog channel appear.

The merciless chill that penetrated through the fog caused the plants below in the thicket to snap and shatter!

"Pfft!"

The long spear effortlessly pierced through Zhang Bin’s protective cover, and the cold power obliterated all the deep blue flames!

When the bone-chilling cold invaded his body, Zhang Bin shuddered and felt a pain in his chest.

The long spear then passed straight through him, and Zhang Bin’s corpse was overlaid with crystal-like ice.

Zhang Bin, who was staggering backward, was supposed to fall to the ground but was eerily frozen in place by the masses of ice covering his body.

The surrounding Individual Cultivators hadn’t grasped what had happened when they saw a long spear soar out of the thicket, carrying an astonishing chill, and pierce through the retreating Zhang Bin.

They saw Zhang Bin perish in an instant.

And they also saw his twisted posture, frozen solid by thick ice.

"Ah!"

Han Ting covered her mouth and gasped.

Worried about Pang Jian’s safety, she didn’t expect that what she would first witness upon arrival was the scene of Zhang Bin being cleanly killed!

"Damn it! Damn!"

Someone cursed incessantly as they retreated.

The dazzling silver spear that had killed Zhang Bin didn’t pause in the air but suddenly thrust toward him.

"I..."

Xu Li, not clad in Blood Moon attire, had no time to communicate with Jiuyuan, nor to put on the Blood Moon robe. Like Zhang Bin, he too fled in terror.

He was at the late Innate Realm, but so was Zhang Bin!

Zhang Bin’s swift and tragic death left him with no confidence at all; his only thought was to get away from the life-seeking long spear and call for the aid of Hollow Profound Realm powerhouses from the Blood Moon.

"Schw!"

A silvery spear, controlled exquisitely by someone, released a soul-freezing extreme cold aura, encircled with Cold Fog, constantly targeting Xu Li and pushing him all the way to the foot of the Seventh Peak’s cliff.

"Pursh!"

The long spear impaled Xu Li, pinning him dead against the rock face.

Xu Li of the Blood Moon, in the end, couldn’t manage to put on his robes, or utter a coherent word, or reveal his identity as a Blood Moon Gate member.

"Pang..."

Han Ting bit her lower lip, her eyes shooting out radiant colors, staring dumbfoundedly at a figure slowly emerging from the thicket.

She could never have dreamt that this black-clad youth, who had recently become the target of others’ criticism, and also possessed Innate Realm cultivation, could with the effortless ease of slaughtering pigs and dogs, strangle Zhang Bin, who had reached the late stage of the Innate Realm.

She had a faint feeling that Pang Jian’s true cultivation realm was even inferior to Zhang Bin’s.

"How did he do it?"

Han Ting wasn’t thinking about why Zhang Bin had provoked Pang Jian or why Pang Jian had suddenly turned murderous.

All she could think about was the terrifying combat strength of Pang Jian, which was incredulously unbelievable.

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