The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 227 - 212 Endless Slaughter Night_1

Chapter 227: Chapter 212 Endless Slaughter Night_1

Mountain summit.

Pang Jian, now standing once again on the peak of Black Iron Mountain, his gaze sharp as a blade, stared intently at Huang Qi, who had killed his partner.

"Hiss!"

True black demon light shot out from the depths of his pupils, and dark, eerie demon flames surged from Black Iron Mountain.

Pang Jian suddenly tilted his head back and let out a fierce howl.

The spirits of dead Armored Demon Beasts, Ice Rocs, and Blood Pattern Pythons were revealed within the demon flames emerging from Black Iron Mountain.

The Ferocious Beasts struggled frantically, attempting to break free from the sinister peak of Black Iron Mountain, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t escape from the demon flames emitted by the mountain.

With mournful, sorrowful cries from the beasts, Pang Jian’s expression was ferocious, like a different kind who had fallen into the misguided path of evil demons.

"Huang Qi!"

Pang Jian swallowed several pills in a single gulp, wiped the crimson blood from the corner of his mouth, and forced himself to calm down.

"Huff!"

The mountain, which had become odd, suddenly changed direction, rushing straight towards the Wood Tribe leader wearing the Thorn Crown.

Between avenging his partner and seizing the White Jade Bracelet containing the treasure, he still chose the latter.

Huang Qi could be killed later; that bracelet with so many treasures must not fall into the hands of the alien tribes!

"Woo-hoo! Roar!"

The spirits of the murderous beasts from the Fifth Realm that he had absorbed into Black Iron Mountain seemed to have their minds and wills twisted by the strange mountain, and roared in the demon flames toward the Wood Tribe leader.

"Primordial Demon Phantom Beast Spell, a technique of the Demon Sect!"

Wei Wenhan’s face darkened as he cried out in alarm, "Pang Jian, he actually got his hands on the Demon Sect’s magic spell to cultivate! And from the looks of it, he has reached a very high level!"

The souls of the Ferocious Beasts, competing to howl, suddenly burst out from the dark demon flames, shattering the floating giant trees one by one.

The already weakened Wood Tribe leader, clutching the White Jade Bracelet, could only summon the ancient trees to which she had a blood connection, in order to resist Pang Jian’s onslaught.

The Void Giant Trees were continuously shattered by the collisions with the beast souls.

"Almost there, I hope I can hold on; the Golden Coach is already coming," she prayed anxiously.

Moments later, seeing the trees along the way break apart one after another, the Wood Tribe leader, looking like a withered tree, reluctantly threw out the Thorn Crown.

In mid-air, the Thorn Crown suddenly turned into a lush sea of forest, attempting to alleviate another wave of Pang Jian’s attack.

"Poom! Poom, poom!"

Clusters of dark demon light exploded, crushing all the giant trees in their path and getting closer and closer to the Wood Tribe leader.

"Too late..."

She looked at the White Jade Bracelet in despair.

If she could safely deliver this bracelet to the Fifth Realm, then her death, and that of everyone else’s, would have been worth it.

But if the bracelet was retaken by Pang Jian, everything they had done in the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands couldn’t be considered a great success.

The path to ascension for the tribespeople who came after would be filled with even more hardships.

"It’s fate; I can only accept my fate...," she sighed with bitterness.

"Whoosh!"

An umbrella large enough to cover the skies unexpectedly floated up from beneath the summit, just by chance positioning itself in front of her, suddenly separating her and the Black Iron Mountain controlled by Pang Jian.

"Crack!"

With the sound of trees and branches breaking, a dull boom followed.

The summit of Black Iron Mountain, where Pang Jian stood, collided heavily with the umbrella, dazzling with stars and the bright moon, and the unstoppable force of the Black Mountain was halted there and then.

The howling Ferocious Beasts were enveloped by the radiance of starlight and moonlight, their souls flickering like candle flames.

No matter how much the beasts struggled, they couldn’t penetrate the thick and solid radiance of the star and moon, unable to breach the surface of the Star-shattering Umbrella.

All of a sudden, a tall and blood-stained figure appeared before the Wood Tribe leader, holding a spear with his left hand gripping the umbrella handle, using the expanding surface to block the peak of Pang Jian’s Black Iron Mountain.

"It’s that man!"

The Wood Tribe leader exclaimed in shock.

"Pang Jian!"

The dwarf Cao Mang roared furiously.

"Whoosh!"

Pang Jian tossed out his bright silver spear, which, like a gleaming silver dragon, flew over the umbrella to strike at Cao Mang in mid-air.

In the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands, the overwhelming nature’s spiritual energy boosted the might of the spear, creating a tidal wave of spiritual power.

For a moment, Cao Mang saw both himself and the peak of Black Iron Mountain swept up by the abnormal nature’s spiritual energy, like ships in a deep ocean, forced to endure the baptism of a storm.

The numerous arrays within Black Iron Mountain and his connection with nature’s spiritual energy also began to lose control in a strange way.

Moreover, Cao Mang felt that the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands he had painstakingly managed for many years were harboring a thick malice against him.

"I..."

Cao Mang felt a terrifying sensation of being targeted by a God Spirit.

At this moment, Pang Jian suddenly turned, his gaze coldly rushing towards the Wood Tribe leader.

"Him!"

The Wood Tribe leader paused, thinking that this human youth had intervened with Cao Mang to seize the White Jade Bracelet from her hand.

The leader, who had heard from her people that the youth possessed Life Vitality, had no time to consider the youth’s connection with the Divine Tree, extending her vine-like arms in defense.

The youth, who had let go of the umbrella handle and thrown the spear, clenched his empty hand into a fist that was like a hammer, hurling it fiercely towards her.

"Boom!"

The violent and valiant blow struck the Wood Tribe leader, whose strength was failing, causing her to be unable to stop from retreating violently.

However,

After biting through the pain of the blow, a streak of tender green light abruptly appeared in the depths of the Wood Tribe leader’s eyes, which had turned a deep brown.

She looked at Pang Jian with utter amazement.

"She is mine."

Pang Jian’s cold snort rang out just in time, forcing the group of individual cultivators who had tried to swoop in for an easy advantage to stop in their tracks.

"Who dares to compete with me for the spoils of war must be prepared to die as Jiuyuan and Lou Yunming did, an early death."

His cold and merciless voice, akin to the glaciers of the extreme cold lands, ensured that the individual cultivators dared not approach any further.

"We’ve just come over to see what’s happening, young brother, please don’t misunderstand."

An individual cultivator at the Spirit Condensation Realm hastily explained.

With his back to them, Pang Jian said indifferently, "Dare to take another step, and there will be no misunderstanding."

With that said.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

Pang Jian launched successive attacks, with enough momentum to crack mountains and rivers, continually smashing down on the blocking arm of the Wood Tribe leader.

The critically injured Wood Tribe leader, intuitively understanding, let out a desolate scream as he parried with his arms, his body continuously retreating, the green glint in his eyes growing denser and denser.

Pang Jian delivered the final punch.

"Boom!"

The Wood Tribe leader, who seemed on the brink of death, was knocked off the peak of the First Mountain by Pang Jian and plummeted toward a valley two thousand zhang high below.

Falling backward, the Wood Tribe leader’s eyes, previously dark brown, miraculously turned back to a vibrant green.

She allowed herself to be cast into the void, the light shining from her green eyes steadfastly fixed upon the youth at the mountain’s summit.

Until...

"Whoosh!"

The Golden Coach, falling from beyond the heavens, passed over the summit of Yuanmang First Mountain without pausing and caught her falling body, whisking her away toward the beyond.

"All the treasures of my life!"

"Pang Jian, I swear to tear your body into ten thousand pieces!"

Cao’s hysterical roar resounded from the front of the Star-shattering Umbrella, dazzling with the radiance of stars and moonlight, reaching the ears of the Wood Tribe leader, crystal clear.

"Pang Jian..."

She murmured his name softly.

Her grip tight on the White Jade Bracelet, her fissured skin began to heal, and her shattered chest bones restored to their original state.

A supernatural ability that nourished her life vitality was slowly coursing through her body, allowing her to tenaciously come back to life.

"The elders said our revered Divine Tree has emerged, and it is growing robustly."

"Pang Jian, he is a follower of our Divine Tree, it must be so!"

Her green pupils emitted a mysterious glow.

...

At the mountaintop.

"What a pity."

Pang Jian, frowning, turned to look at Lian Feng, a few individual cultivators, and several unknown family elders, saying, "She was lucky to escape from my hand. That White Jade Bracelet she successfully took with her has wasted my effort for nothing."

The implication in his words was that he, too, had wanted to snatch the White Jade Bracelet, but had ultimately failed.

"To think she was able to fall off the cliff and still get caught by the Golden Coach, she truly has great luck," Lian Feng also lamented regrettably.

The rest felt disappointed by the survival of the Wood Tribe leader.

Pang Jian, saying nothing further, watched the Golden Coach disappear into the distance, knowing that the Wood Tribe leader would definitely survive.

The people of the Wood Tribe in the Fifth Realm consider the Cloud Marsh Sapling their pillar of faith. The entire tribe’s prosperity and decline are closely related to the Sapling, which is why he considered the people of the Wood Tribe as his... direct lineage.

As vassals of the Sapling, they are also his vassals, and to remain alive is to be of help to the Sapling.

He also vaguely guessed that this Rank 6 Wood Tribe leader’s next destination should be none other than the Sky Fortune Fragment Lands of the Fourth Realm, where she would go to worship the Sapling rooted in Cloud Marsh.

"Pang Jian!"

Cao’s frenzied roar was deafening.

With a cold snort, Pang Jian called the Star-shattering Umbrella, which was pressing towards Cao, over to the top of his head.

"Swoosh!"

The Astonishing Spear also returned to his palm.

"Pang Jian, you caused me to lose that White Jade Bracelet!"

Cao, gasping for breath, looked up at the high skies where the Golden Coach had vanished, feeling as if the sky was collapsing upon him.

His partner had been killed, he was misunderstood for colluding with the Alien Tribes, and now he had lost the White Jade Bracelet.

Cao was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"If the Wood Tribe leader had died, that bracelet would have been mine and nothing to do with you, Cao," Pang Jian said coldly, calmly looking at the near-collapsing Cao.

"Did you ever think there would come a day like today when you captured her out of the blue in Celestial City and stripped her of her bracelet?"

Spraying blood from his chest, Cao retorted vehemently, "Merely a remnant of the Blood Spirit Sect, everything in her bracelet, all combined, is worth no more than a few tens of thousands of Spirit Stones!"

"How dare you even mention that bracelet in the same breath as all the treasures I’ve amassed in my lifetime?!" Cao bellowed furiously.

"In my view, your and your wife’s worthless lives are not even comparable to her bracelet."

Pang Jian replied coldly.

Suddenly, a faint glow appeared from the deep sky.

The long night was over.

"It’s over."

Wei Wenhan of the Raging Sun Sect, gazing at the skeletons strewn across the mountaintop, where not a single Alien Tribe or Ferocious Beast could be seen anymore.

"We’ve finally made it through. We’ve survived this deadly catastrophe, nearly annihilating all the invading Alien Tribes!"

Wei Wenhan exclaimed with exhilaration.

Many family elders on good terms with the Raging Sun Sect showed joyful smiles like emerging from clouds to see a clear sky, and then began to scavenge for precious Spiritual Materials from the bodies of the Alien Tribes and Ferocious Beasts.

Individual cultivators like Lian Feng, seeing them starting to act, also hurried to join in.

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