The Purgatory Calamity -
Chapter 201 - 186 Individual Cultivator Huang Qi_1
Chapter 201: Chapter 186 Individual Cultivator Huang Qi_1
Under the night sky, within the forests and mountains.
"He’s not that impressive,"
said Xie Xiwen of the Star River Alliance, confusion evident on her face that was as delicate as white jade, wondering, "Why is his Human Race language so awkward?"
Another disciple interjected, "These Ghost Clan members really do look like devils reincarnated!"
"The Heaven Clan people look much more pleasant to the eye!"
A young man in his early twenties frowned and said, "I feel like the Heaven Clan are quite similar to us, but the Ghost Clan... they’re completely different!"
Elder Liang Ying pondered for a moment before speaking with less certainty, "I’ve never been to the Fifth Realm and don’t possess such power. Only truly formidable Great Cultivators from above dare to venture into the Fifth Realm. According to their messages... members of the Ghost Clan and Devil Scale Tribe are the native tribes of the Fifth Realm."
"Native tribes?"
Xie Xiwen was taken aback.
"Yes, the indigenous intelligent beings born and bred in the Fifth Realm,"
explained Elder Liang, hesitating before adding, feeling the need to share her knowledge with the disciples now that the Alien Tribes had massively invaded the Yuanmang Fragmented Lands and chaos erupted in the Fourth Realm, "The Heaven Clan, Cyclops, legends say that in ancient times, they lived in the world above, just like us."
"Ah!"
Many disciples of the Star River Alliance exclaimed in surprise.
"For various reasons, they either left voluntarily or were expelled, entering the Fifth Realm shrouded in Eternal Darkness," Liang Ying said with deep taboos, not giving details but continuing, "Eventually, they degenerated willingly, and over time, adapted to the Fifth Realm under the influence of the Filth Alien Power."
"The Wood Tribe, who can control trees and communicate with flowers and plants, existed both in the Fifth Realm and the Upper Realm."
"In a great war long ago, they sided with the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm, and as a result, they were no longer permitted to set foot in the higher world, condemned to remain in the Fifth Realm forever."
"You must remember, no matter whether they once lived in the upper world like us, because they have grown accustomed to empowering themselves with the Filth Alien Power, they have become Different Kinds."
"The life-forms and races of the Fifth Realm are filled with hatred for our Human Race, and you must absolutely show no mercy."
"..."
Elder Liang elucidated to the disciples.
Xie Xiwen wondered, "Elder Liang, why haven’t I heard you mention these things before?"
Elder Liang coughed and said, "As for knowledge about the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm, I only came to know about it recently. Once the Upper Realm realized that the Fourth Realm had started to spiral out of control, they anticipated that the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm would emerge one after another, so they disclosed knowledge related to the tribes of the Fifth Realm."
"Previously, the Upper Realm believed that the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm could never step foot into our world, so they didn’t elaborate further."
After explaining, Elder Liang cast a distant glance towards the illuminated peak of the First Realm, then said, "Let’s head to the Sixth Peak and attempt to take back the Golden Chariot!"
...
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed.
At dawn.
Deeply engrossed in his cultivation at the bottom of Jade Lake, Pang Jian, with his greatly enhanced perception, suddenly became aware of a strong surge of Qi and Blood!
The newcomer was clearly a Cultivator of the Human Race, yet the vast and vigorous flow of Qi and Blood was comparable to that of a Level Six Ferocious Beast!
Pang Jian abruptly opened his eyes. Despite still being in the lakebed’s mud, he knew he had been exposed.
An oppressive aura was stealthily emanating from above the lake surface, continuously infiltrating towards his position.
"Who could it be?"
Pang Jian’s mind tensed, and he sat up, alert.
Since the Alien Tribes emerged from Jade Lake, no Human Race Cultivator had dared to approach while he was cultivating over the past few days.
Human Race Cultivators didn’t dare to come near for fear of encountering an even more powerful and terrifying army of Alien Tribes.
This was the first one.
By remaining in Jade Lake, he was focused on cultivating on the one hand and on the other hand, he wished to avoid any contact with Human Race Cultivators.
The recent tailing by Zhang Bin and others, along with the greed in the eyes of some Individual Cultivators, made it abundantly clear to him that, since everyone knew he possessed a million Spirit Stones, he had become... a juicy target in the eyes of many Cultivators.
In the present state of the Yuanmang Fragmented Lands, the ones he needed to be most wary of were not the Alien Tribes or the Ferocious Beasts, but rather Cultivators of the Human Race, just like himself.
"Sir, perhaps you should come out,"
said a familiar voice from within the aura beneath the surface of the lake, clear to Pang Jian’s heightened senses.
"Huang Qi?"
Startled, and knowing he couldn’t avoid the encounter, Pang Jian shot up from the surface of Jade Lake like an arrow.
"Pang Jian!"
Huang Qi exclaimed from the shore.
He never imagined that during the fierce battle between Alien Warriors and Human Warriors, it would be Pang Jian hiding in Jade Lake, where the Aliens had descended!
"You..."
Looking at the man before him, with a familiar voice but who was vastly different in appearance and stature, Pang Jian was taken aback.
The man before him was tall, with long hair cascading over his shoulders and hands as large as fans. Not only did he not look the slightest bit shifty, but he also appeared quite imposing and distinguished.
Frowning inwardly, Pang Jian let Spiritual Power flood into his wrist, ready to summon the Astonishing Spear at a moment’s notice.
Huang Qi recognized him and had even purchased the eyeballs of a Red-eyed Demon Wolf from him, knowing he had many Spirit Stones and his cultivation realm was higher than his own...
The Pang Jian who knew how cruel the world of cultivators could be tensed up, with his gaze flickering cautiously around him.
After feeling his face, Huang Qi beamed with a bright smile and said, "Do I not look more handsome than before?"
Pang Jian nodded, still not daring to let his guard down, ready for Huang Qi to make a move any second.
"Haha!"
Huang Qi laughed proudly and explained, "As long as you cultivate the Great Creation Sacred Body to my level, you can change your appearance and body shape at will, like me. Tall or short, fat or thin, handsome or vulgar, it’s all just a thought away!"
"Cough cough!"
Pointing to his face, Huang Qi said earnestly, "Truth be told, this is my true appearance. In the trading grounds, I deliberately made myself look ugly, purely to disgust Madam Hua!"
Pang Jian was taken aback.
Huang Qi did not show any malice, and his eyes and gestures appeared quite casual, leaving Pang Jian somewhat unsure of his intentions.
For some reason, Pang Jian always felt that this seemingly handsome Huang Qi might be the facade.
The shifty-eyed, short and thin Huang Qi gave him a more genuine feeling, as if that image suited the man before him better.
"By the way, why are you at Jade Lake?"
The distinguished-looking Huang Qi took out a smoking pipe and lit it, then casually squatted on a rock by the lakeside.
He took a gratifying puff, revealing yellow teeth through the swirling smoke, and said, "The Yuanmang Fragmented Lands are not small, why would you be right here of all places?"
"The most dangerous place is often the safest."
With his reasoning in mind, Pang Jian, sensing the suspicion, said, "Alien Tribes and Ferocious Beasts emerged from Jade Lake not long ago, and since then, no one has dared to come close. I sneaked in hoping to observe and, finding no trace of any Alien Tribes or beasts lingering, felt safe hiding at the bottom of the lake."
"You’re smart, kid!"
Huang Qi slapped his thigh, praising, "In just these three days, you have no idea how many people have died! Of course, it’s not just our Human Race, the invading Alien Tribes and beasts have also suffered heavy casualties."
Smoking his pipe, Huang Qi, squatting on the rock, began to discuss the situation of Yuanmang with Pang Jian.
He was tall and handsome, with fairly white skin.
However, the way he squatted on the rock and smoked the pipe clashed with the image he presented, making Pang Jian feel increasingly strange about it.
Yet, when Pang Jian imagined his image as the shifty-eyed, short and thin figure he was in the trading place, and then looked at him squatting on the rock smoking the pipe, it suddenly seemed perfectly harmonious.
Pang Jian then became certain that the Huang Qi before him was the fake, and the one from the trading place must be his true self!
"Cao has some tricks up his sleeve; he’s fortified the first peak of Yuanmang like an ironclad wall. Those who are clamoring around are Alien Tribes and beasts he invited, and they haven’t gained any advantage at his first peak."
Huang Qi cursed Cao Mang as he continued speaking.
From his words, Pang Jian quickly learned about the current situation in the Yuanmang Fragmented Lands.
Led by Cao Mang and Madam Hua, a group of powerful Individual Cultivators was now holed up at the first peak of Yuanmang, depending on the Arrays inside the mountain to engage in a tense battle with the Alien Ascenders mainly from the Heaven Clan and the Devil Scale Tribe.
Another part of the Alien Tribes had successfully figured out how to operate the Fire Cloud Ship, Unstable Ferry, Heavenly Spirit Tower, and the Golden Coach, starting up all these advanced Flying Spirit Artifacts.
What used to be the flying vessels of the four great Sects were now in the hands of Alien Tribes, hovering in the skies of Yuanmang.
With these advanced Flying Spirit Artifacts in their possession, the Cyclops on the ground and the Devil Scale Tribe warriors riding black-winged dragons no longer blocked the Cloud Sails from ascending.
Any Individual Cultivator bold enough to flee Yuanmang in a Cloud Sail would be attacked by these Alien-operated Flying Spirit Artifacts.
"So far, only the Red Rosy Clouds Boat from Red Mountain and one Cloud Sail managed to escape on the first day."
Huang Qi smacked his lips, gave Pang Jian a sideways glance, and said, "Among those who escaped in that Cloud Sail were Qi Qingsong from the Sword Tower and that red-clothed woman you care about, along with two Individual Cultivators. They must have had some damn luck, making it through unscathed in that situation."
Pang Jian, aware of the inside story, feigned surprise, "It seems they really are quite lucky."
"I don’t think it’s luck," Huang Qi shook his head.
He pondered for two or three days and couldn’t figure out the reason, so he didn’t elaborate further on it.
"The invading Alien Tribes seem to highly value all sorts of Spiritual Materials. I’ve been observing in secret for a long time and found that they kill people secondarily; their main goal is to loot supplies."
"They can’t escape!"
"Once the news spreads, once the reinforcements from the five great Sects arrive, they won’t dream of leaving alive."
Glancing at the sky, Huang Qi continued, "What’s more, there are two worlds above our heads. With just their small numbers and level five or six fighting strength, what kind of turmoil could they stir up?"
Pang Jian nodded and remained silent.
He was well aware of the plan set by Goddess Yu Xin.
This batch of Alien Ascenders, whose level had been restricted by him, would spare no effort in scavenging the materials they desperately needed, then use Flying Spirit Artifacts like the Fire Cloud Ship and Unstable Ferry to descend from the Third Realm to the Fourth Realm.
Once in the Fourth Realm, tainted by the Filth Alien Power, their chances of survival would greatly increase.
At least, the cultivators from the five Sects of the Third Realm didn’t have the ability to enter the Fourth Realm en masse and confront them in a world filled with Alien Power.
And the towering Sects of the Second and First Realms would need a considerable amount of time to arrange for their entry into the Fourth Realm.
Perhaps they had enough time to transfer the important supplies they had intercepted from the Fourth Realm to the Fifth Realm, to support their kin in sending even more formidable ascenders in the future.
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