The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 211 - 196: Potential of Soul Cultivation_1

Chapter 211: Chapter 196: Potential of Soul Cultivation_1

"It can actually disrupt the operation of the array within the artifact."

In secret, Pang Jian’s eyes shone with a peculiar light.

After a minor test of his capabilities, he discovered that he could cause errors in the complex array within Liang Ying’s Star-shattering Umbrella using the power of Integration Fragment Land.

This gave him even greater confidence.

"In the early stages of Hollow Profound Realm, Divine Sense first manifests, allowing one to look inward at oneself, and outward at the surrounding scenes..."

The youthful and beautiful Xie Xiwen, with her exquisite oval face full of solemn seriousness, furrowed her delicate brows and suddenly said with displeasure, "Pang Jian, are you listening to me?"

As she talked about the profound mysteries of the realm, she noticed Pang Jian’s gaze was erratic, and his mind was not on her words, which made her feel like she was wasting her time.

"I am trying."

Pang Jian hastily apologized.

"Oh, is that so?"

Xie Xiwen, somewhat embarrassed and with a pure mind, said softly, "You can wait until I have finished speaking; you can try slowly after I leave, and then we can talk about it again."

She told Pang Jian that at the early stage of Hollow Profound Realm, one should properly nourish the Sea of Consciousness and strive to condense more Divine Sense.

She mentioned that since everyone has different talents, the amount of Divine Sense also varied.

Only when one’s brain potential was fully developed and no more Divine Sense could be produced, could one hope to try controlling the Divine Sense to advance to the mid-stage of the Hollow Profound Realm.

"The initial amount of Divine Sense is actually not the same?"

Pang Jian tried to scrutinize and sense, and immediately he knew that even as an Integration Yuanmang, he could not probe the Sea of Consciousness within the young girl before him.

Not far from them, he also found it difficult to discern the Sea of Consciousness of cultivators like Liang Ying and Fang Boxuan.

The Sea of Consciousness in a person’s brain was something he could hardly glimpse even in his "Demigod" state.

It seemed to be the true mysterious Forbidden Land within every living being, one even God Spirits could not easily touch.

Pang Jian, unable to discern the mysteries within, simply asked, "How many strands of Divine Sense have you condensed?"

"Currently, ninety-three strands."

As Xie Xiwen spoke, an unguarded pride lit her face, "Most cultivators in the early stage of Hollow Profound Realm can’t produce more than fifty strands of Divine Sense. It is said that only core disciples from the major Sects of the First Realm may hope for the number to break one hundred."

"Once Divine Sense has been maximized in the early stage of Hollow Profound Realm, the total number will not increase throughout the realm."

"Only upon reaching Spirit Condensation Realm, when the Spiritual Soul is condensed, can the total number of Divine Sense be increased once again."

"..."

As one who liked to teach, she explained to Pang Jian about the wonders of Divine Sense, saying that through the total amount in the Hollow Profound Realm, one could see a person’s soul cultivation talent and potential.

"The vast majority will not surpass fifty strands..."

Pang Jian introspected his Sea of Consciousness.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, the Divine Sense, swimming like fish, already exceeded fifty strands.

Until now, he hadn’t paid much attention to the number, but upon closer inspection, he immediately knew his total Divine Sense was sixty-eight!

And recently, as long as he used the Life Vitality within three Green Luminous Leaves coupled with Spiritual Power to nourish the Sea of Consciousness, a few more strands of Divine Sense would emerge from beneath after some time.

This meant his current total of Divine Sense was far from reaching its limit and was still on the rise.

Only when the number reached its limit, and no new Divine Sense could be produced, could he attempt to control the existing Divine Sense to advance into the mid-stage of Hollow Profound Realm.

"Thank you for clearing my confusions."

Pang Jian sincerely expressed his gratitude.

He took out a bottle of medicinal juice from his bracelet, offered it gravely, and said, "I participated in a trial with Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze, and others and was lucky to obtain this juice. It seems to have the ability to prevent attacks from Alien Tribes and Ferocious Beasts of the Fifth Realm after being consumed."

Xie Xiwen pinched the bottle of medicinal juice with her white jade-like fingers, her bright eyes sparkling with different colors, curiously asking, "I heard that many people have entered the lost Bagua City of three thousand years through the Mirror Tunnel."

Not the elixir surprised her, but the experiences of Pang Jian. She asked in a low voice, "Pang Jian, is that Bagua City really on top of something called the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar in the Fifth Realm?"

Pang Jian nodded and replied, "There are seven Heavenly Tribulation Pillars in total; Bagua City is situated on the fifth one."

"It’s really true... "

Xie Xiwen stuck out her tongue in amazement.

She immediately pocketed the bottle of juice, her demeanor relaxed as she smiled and said, "Whether its medicinal effect is true or false, I probably won’t need it. Those Alien Tribes that are invading will be encircled and slaughtered after the next battle, and then it will be our turn to hunt them."

With that, she floated away.

"Not necessarily..."

After she left, Pang Jian whispered quietly to himself.

After distancing himself from the people of the Star River Alliance, Pang Jian began to secretly observe and noticed that Yu Gu of the Heaven Clan had gathered the leaders of the Ghost Clan, Black Scale Clan, and Wood Tribe, deciding to launch a final assault before dusk the next day.

Yu Gu declared that he would burn his own lifeblood with a determination to take them all down as he surged toward the mountain peak.

The other leaders also set examples, stating that in the final battle tomorrow, they would all burn their lives, solely to break through the great array at the mountain summit and snatch the rare Spiritual Materials from the bodies of Great Cultivators in Spirit Condensation Realm.

This, to pave the way for those who would ascend to the heavens afterwards.

"Tomorrow’s battle will surely be extremely fierce."

Pang Jian muttered emotionlessly to himself.

After steadying his mind, he began to take out Spirit Jade to cultivate, gathering Spiritual Power and the Life Vitality from the three leaves, channeling it towards the acupoints in his brain and nerve fibers.

When the Life Vitality from the leaves was exhausted, he saw two more strands of Divine Sense, swimming like fish, materialize in his Sea of Consciousness.

The Life Vitality gifted by the Sapling was of great help in cultivating the Divine Sense!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

As he was excited, two new Green Luminous Leaves suddenly formed in the chest cavity near his heart.

The Corrosion Boundary Vine rooting in the Cloud Marsh will never forget him due to its rapid growth and will always surprise him at some moment.

Having established a connection with the Sapling, he immediately saw how the Thousand Miles of Cloud Land is now covered with various flowers, plants, and trees.

The tallest of the trees, a hideous one, has shockingly grown over thirty feet!

The Cloud Marsh is still slowly expanding outwards!

Places like the former Cloud Marsh Town and Sky Fortune City, including corners of walls and cracks in rocks, were also filled with strange plants and flowers, clearly seeded by the Sapling.

The vast area of Sky Fortune Fragment Land, now when looked upon from high above, appears lush green, brimming with a sinister vitality.

"Bang!"

He saw some powerful Ferocious Beasts roaming around Cloud Marsh Town and Sky Fortune City, breaking wooden and stone doors as they searched for things left behind by evacuees who hadn’t had time to take them.

He also heard the sound of birds.

On closer inspection, he saw many birds clutching scar-covered Ferocious Beasts, returning from distant lands of fragments.

The birds and beasts had clearly gone through a ferocious battle, with Golden Rocs, grey falcons, and grey hawks all bearing blood holes like they had been shot by sharp arrows.

The beasts landing on the ground were also bleeding profusely, with some of their limbs even severed.

Pang Jian immediately understood that this group, led by the black Rocs, had survived bloody battles after attacking realms untouched by the Filth Alien Power.

They suffered heavy casualties.

Similarly, the Human Race cities they attacked must have also lost many Cultivators.

"I just don’t know which Sect’s domain the cities they attacked belong to."

While thinking this, Pang Jian no longer paid attention to the returning beasts and informed the Sapling that a group of Wood Tribe people from the Fifth Realm would soon arrive.

He also mentioned that these Wood Tribe people would regard it as a God Spirit and that it should be aware of this.

The Sapling immediately responded, informing Pang Jian that the people he mentioned were descending from the sky.

— The Sapling rooting in Cloud Marsh had already sensed them in advance.

Pang Jian was surprised.

On one hand, he was astonished that the Wood Tribe people leaving Yuanmang were arriving at Sky Fortune Fragment Land so quickly; on the other hand, he was amazed to find the communication between him and the Sapling becoming increasingly smooth.

He wondered if it was due to the condensation of his Divine Sense or the Sapling’s increase in wisdom.

After communicating for a while, Pang Jian severed the connection and habitually took out a Calming Pill to swallow, only then realizing he felt no fatigue.

In his Sea of Consciousness, a quarter of his Spiritual Soul had only slightly thinned.

The exhaustion that usually made him want to sleep was completely absent at this moment.

After swallowing the Calming Pill, the thinning parts of the Spiritual Soul in his Sea of Consciousness gradually swelled again.

Pang Jian understood that what was rejuvenating his Spiritual Soul was the so-called mental vitality.

Once the Spiritual Soul is stimulated, the mental vitality becomes fuller and thicker; when he is exhausted, some of his Spiritual Soul becomes thinner.

"Just don’t know how many Divine Senses I can have at my limit."

He circulated his Spiritual Power, drew upon the life vitality within the five leaves, and continued to nourish his Sea of Consciousness.

The next day, before nightfall.

"Cao Mang, today is your day to die!"

A piercing scream tore through the air, suddenly erupting from the peak of Yuanmang’s second mountain.

Everyone within dozens of miles with normal hearing could hear it loud and clear.

Pang Jian silently stood up and looked up at the gloomy sky.

At this moment, the sun had just set, and the moon and stars had not yet appeared.

The people from the Raging Sun Sect and Star River Alliance were using powerful Spiritual Artifacts and spells that, coincidentally, could not enhance their might through the sun, moon, or stars.

Yu Gu, flapping his six pairs of wings, was flying towards the summit of the first mountain; his wings visibly grew larger, shining with a dazzling blue divine glow.

"Whoosh!"

Bouts of blue flames emerged from Yu Gu’s wings, instantly turning into a mysterious sea of fire.

Controlling the sea of fire, Yu Gu’s body rapidly shriveled, as if squandering the blood in his body, burning his life away.

"Regardless of the outcome of this battle, he is bound to die."

Liang Ying, holding up the Star-shattering Umbrella, gazed at the Heaven Clan leader in the high sky and sneered, "It’s useless; he can’t break through the Heavenly Killing Spirit Array, and these Alien Tribes will not escape their fate!"

"Everyone, get ready. Once this Heaven Clan leader dies, we will surround and exterminate the invading Different Kinds!"

Liang Ying issued the order.

The crowd responded with a thunderous agreement.

"The Alien Tribes are fighting with all they have, but it’s a pity the outcome has been sealed; they will all die in Yuanmang."

The Individual Cultivators gathered in front, the clan elders from the great families, and many more Cultivators hidden in the surrounding area, all stepped out of caves and streams.

All of them looked towards the towering summit of the first peak.

They saw, following Yu Gu, the sixth-level powerhouses from Devil Scale Tribe, Wood Tribe, and Ghost Clan, each riding black-winged dragons and racing towards the first peak.

At the foot of the mountain.

A Cyclops towering dozens of feet tall, many Ghost Clan warriors riding Ghost Apes, along with numerous remaining fourth and fifth level Ferocious Beasts, this time did not climb the first peak.

"Kill!"

They amassed power and charged towards the emerging Human Race Cultivators.

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