The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 237 - 222 Lower Realm Migrants_1

Chapter 237: Chapter 222 Lower Realm Migrants_1

The Fourth Realm.

In the Zhou Family’s Xuanji Fragmented Land.

With the help of the Heaven Essence Bead, Zhou Qingchen, who had advanced to the mid-stages of the Innate Realm, summoned a deep red Firm Cover around his body.

Above his head floated seven battle sabers of varying lengths, all unleashing dazzling rainbows of light to slaughter the dense swarms of ferocious beasts.

A hundred feet up in the half-sky, the Heaven Essence Bead released a radiant light tens of thousands of feet wide, its deep and tremendous deterrent force causing many ferocious birds to screech and fall from the sky.

Under the leadership of Zhou Huaian, numerous Zhou Family clanspeople were currently resisting the onslaught of ferocious beasts and birds with the aid of the Heaven Essence Bead.

Mutated pythons and giant lizards slithered among the rocks, while Ice Armor Beasts and Single-horned Rhinoceroses with scale armor as tough as fine steel, in concert with Golden Rocs, eagles, and Rocs flying swiftly through the void, launched wave after wave of assaults on the Xuanji Fragmented Land.

This battle had been raging for several days.

Both sides were locked in a fierce and seemingly intractable conflict.

"Huff!"

In the depths of the high sky, a figure on a silver-white great sword abruptly appeared—a young girl in green.

Under the roaring wild wind, the girl, who was eating a string of glistening grapes, reluctantly stood up from above her broadsword-like vessel.

With gemstone-bright eyes, she glanced down at the tense battlefield below and murmured softly, "Troublesome."

The next moment.

"Swoosh! Swoosh, swoosh!"

Streaks of blinding sword light shot out in all directions from the silver-white great sword beneath her feet, blossoming into resplendent rivers of sword light that severed the strongest ferocious beasts and birds into bursts of misty blood.

The crisis at the Zhou Family’s Xuanji Fragmented Land was casually resolved by the girl.

Below, Zhou Huaian, seeing the silver-white greatsword drift away, hurriedly raised his voice shouting through the Fragmented Lands in an attempt to retain her and offer a few words of thanks.

The sword-wielding girl paid no heed.

"Truly a divine being."

As Zhou Huaian watched the great sword disappear into the distance and let out a sigh of relief, he turned to Zhou Qingchen, whose face was shadowed by a beard and whose murderous intent filled the heavens, and said, "A single person with a sword, wandering through the multiple Fragmented Lands of our Zhou Family and the Dong Family. In the regions facing the most ferocious beast assaults, in the most desperate situations, it’s often resolved by her single sword."

"Without her, who knows how many Fragmented Lands would have fallen, how many would have been devoured by ferocious beasts."

Zhou Huaian felt grateful.

"Indeed, she is admirable."

Zhou Qingchen swallowed a pill to restore his spiritual power and signaled to Han Duping and the remaining capable clanspeople to kill off the less powerful ferocious beasts one by one.

Not until he saw some birds seizing the surviving beasts and leaving did he truly breathe a sigh of relief.

Before long, ships with Cloud Sails began to rise one after another from the Fragmented Lands of Xuanji, heading for the Zhou Family’s main city.

There, the Red Rosy Clouds Boats arranged by Red Mountain awaited, ready to lead the Zhou clanspeople to the Third Realm.

"The continuous spread of the Filth Alien Power will eventually cover this place, and the Fourth Realm will fall sooner or later."

Han Duping shook his head and sighed.

Due to the prolonged bitter fighting recently, he too had broken through to the Innate Realm, albeit only at the early stages.

Now he said, half-jokingly, half-bitterly, "Isn’t there any plan from above to send down more powerful figures to solve the problem of the Filth contamination?"

"If it could be solved, it would have already been done."

Zhou Huaian, weary and burdened, gazed heavily in the direction where the ferocious beasts had retreated, and said, "Aside from some Fragmented Lands of the Dong Family and ours, the entire Fourth Realm is nearly engulfed by the Filth Alien Power. It’s just a matter of time before our two families are also submerged. Now, I only hope to migrate as many people upward as possible."

In a little over a year, the Fourth Realm had completely changed, with disasters unfolding everywhere.

Worse yet, hordes of beasts hostile to the Human Race, having mutated within the Filth Alien Power, took the opportunity to attack the unblemished Human Fragment Lands, making the Cloud Sails filled with bloodshed on their journeys to the main city.

If it weren’t for a girl wielding a silver-white great sword, appearing between multiple Fragmented Lands, those resolute Human Cultivators would have collapsed long ago.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Two Red Rosy Clouds Boats suddenly descended straight down from the high sky above everyone’s heads, shooting toward the Xuanji Fragmented Land like two streaks of rainbow light.

"Jiang, Zhao!"

Zhou Qingchen, much more reticent due to the calamity befalling his family, quickly rose from his meditative state when he recognized the two people aboard one of the Red Rosy Clouds Boats, and a long-absent smile appeared on his face, "How come you are here?"

"Zhou..."

Jiang Li pursed her lips and called out softly, her gentle eyes brimming with endless tenderness.

"Swoosh! Swoosh, swoosh!"

One after another, Protectors and disciples clad in Red Mountain robes landed from the other Red Rosy Clouds Boat, each nodding respectfully to Zhou Qingchen, Zhou Huaian, and others.

"Elder Qi! Protector Lin, Protector Qin!"

Zhou Qingchen quickly greeted them.

"Sorry for being late. An earth-shattering calamity erupted in Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands, forcing us to rush there mid-way. However, before we could reach Yuan Mang, the issue with that Fragmented Land was miraculously resolved, and we proceeded to descend into the Fourth Realm."

Elder Qi, a Great Cultivator of the Spirit Condensation Realm, signaled Zhou Huaian, Zhou Qingchen, and the others to dispense with the formalities as he said, "Qingchen, we’ll take over from here. You can head back to the Third Realm on Zhao’s Red Rosy Clouds Boat."

"Oh, by the way, Wei Wenhan from the Raging Sun Sect is leading a team to support the Dong Family."

"There are also some Elders from the Star River Alliance and Blood Moon, who were supposed to set off for the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands, but they have all come down to resolve the crisis in the Fourth Realm caused by the ferocious beasts."

"..."

After an explanation,

the burly Qi Wei, with a sharp turn in his tone, suddenly asked, "Qingchen, are you familiar with Pang Jian?"

Zhou Qingchen’s eyes reddened as he responded without hesitation, "He’s a brother who has been through life and death with me!"

Pausing for a moment, he asked excitedly, "Elder Qi, could it be... could it be that there’s news of Pang Jian? Did that lad Pang Jian come out from the Solitude Mountain Range?"

After leaving Bagua City, he had been using all his connections to inquire about Pang Jian, yet he received no news whatsoever.

Qi Wei’s sudden mention of Pang Jian gave him a glimmer of hope.

"Your brother is truly remarkable,"

Qi Wei remarked, filled with infinite emotion as he looked up at the sky, "He’s currently in the Third Realm, exact whereabouts unknown, but his deeds have already spread throughout the Third Realm. Once you get up there, just ask anyone, and you’ll know how famous your brother has become!"

"Ah!"

Zhou Qingchen couldn’t help but exclaim.

...

The Third Realm.

A Cloud Sail, originating from the Qian Tian Continent and passing through the Three Immortal Islands and Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands, was slowly sailing toward the Xuan You Continent under the fierce sun.

The still-attractive middle-aged boatman Wang Ying, her sly eyes shimmering with light, kept glancing over the distinctly separated groups of people on the deck.

Her most enthusiastic attention was toward a group of scions who had been forcibly detained in the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands.

Because their own Cloud Sail had been destroyed in Yuan Mang, these pampered young men and ladies had no choice but to board her Cloud Sail.

These people occasionally complained about the shabbiness of her Cloud Sail, picking faults everywhere they could.

Wang Ying didn’t dare to offend them; her face, thick with makeup, always sported a false eager smile.

Another group, like her, who were Individual Cultivators moving between the fragmented lands of the Third Realm, were met with a slightly colder attitude from her.

The third group consisted of people from the Lower Realm sent by the Star River Alliance to a desolate Fragmented Land where birds wouldn’t even defecate, including two core members from the He and Ning Families.

When facing these people from the Lower Realm, her attitude was the worst, and she would rebuke them impatiently whenever they asked a question.

"Ah, the world is becoming increasingly chaotic. The lowly people from the Lower Realm are coming up in droves to compete with us for space,"

said a scion aligned with the Star River Alliance with a disdainful glance at the newcomers from the He and Ning Families, "In the future, our major families might even be forced to cede some of our cities to those people from the Lower Realm to manage."

After speaking, he sneered and mockingly added for the gathered Individual Cultivators, "The Fragmented Lands frequented by Individual Cultivators will also be forcibly taken over, and the space for your activities will only get smaller and smaller."

Hearing this, many Individual Cultivators who made their living in the Fragmented Lands also looked towards the newcomers from the Lower Realm with dark and dissatisfied expressions.

He Hui from the He Family, and Ning Wei from the Ning Family, could only respond to the mocking and disdain from both groups and the differential treatment from the boatman Wang Ying with bitter smiles and silence.

Only after actually arriving in the Third Realm did they understand just how unwelcome they truly were.

He Hui and Ning Wei, both of whom had just barely broken through to the Marrow Cleaning Realm, were accompanied by family members whose cultivation levels were even lower, mostly in the Physical Training and Meridians Channeling Realms.

There were even some ordinary family members who had not yet developed their Spiritual Sea.

As leaders of the group, after being dumped by the Star River Alliance’s Golden Coach in a barren Fragmented Land, the Star River Alliance gave them a location and then went back to the Lower Realm.

They were also aware that the Golden Coaches were few and had been operating at overcapacity, traveling between the Fourth and Third Realms.

The Golden Coaches that went down were there to bring more of their family members up, so naturally, they didn’t dare to complain.

However, they hadn’t expected that on the Cloud Sail they encountered en route, every person’s cultivation level was so high, not a single one below the Marrow Cleaning Realm.

Furthermore, a few individuals with formidable auras made them feel that they were certainly of the Hollow Profound Realm and even more formidable to provoke.

In particular, a sallow-faced man in black among the Individual Cultivators, who sometimes looked over with meaningful glances, made both He Hui and Ning Wei uneasy throughout the journey.

"We have the Star River Alliance backing us, the Individual Cultivators shouldn’t dare to mess around, and... those scions, their families are also attached to either the Star River Alliance or Blood Moon!" whispered He Hui.

Ning Wei nodded bitterly and whispered back, "I just hope we can safely make it to the Fragmented Land arranged for us by the Star River Alliance. Over there, with the Protectors of the Star River Alliance controlling the situation, neither Individual Cultivators nor scions would dare to cause trouble."

He Hui sighed regretfully, "I just wish that in the Fourth Realm we lived in, that contamination by the Filth Alien Power had never happened. I’d rather stay in the Lower Realm than face disdain at every turn up here."

"Isn’t that the truth?"

agreed Ning Wei.

As vassals of the Star River Alliance, the Ning and He families were like emperors in the Fragmented Lands they controlled in the Fourth Realm.

In those Fragmented Lands of the Lower Realm, the members from both families were revered, and every family member who appeared in their own jurisdiction was haughty, never having experienced such humiliation.

Little did they know that once sent by the Star River Alliance to the Third Realm, they would be met with cold stares everywhere they went.

Unfortunately for them, they couldn’t provoke any of the others, who were either scions of higher status or Individual Cultivators with far higher cultivation levels.

The shift from being high and mighty in the Lower Realm to groveling in the Upper Realm was too great, and they struggled to accept it all at once.

"He Ziren’s father..."

The sallow-faced man in black among the Individual Cultivators glanced at He Hui again.

He Hui didn’t dare to meet his gaze and instinctively looked away, fearing that he might inadvertently offend the man.

He faintly sensed that the silent, black-clad man was the most terrifying person on this Cloud Sail.

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