The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 285 - 270 Sun God Divine Temple_1

Chapter 285: Chapter 270 Sun God Divine Temple_1

In the eternal existence of the Fierce Sun, a magnificent and expansive golden palace appeared as if it were the residence of a deity.

Pang Jian merely gazed at it and felt a piercing pain in his pupils as though his bones and soul were being roasted by the fierce sun.

But he still desperately gazed on.

He was eager to know whether what he was seeing right now was real or an illusion; he wanted to make sure.

"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"

Endless Sun God Fire, stirred up by the Three-legged Golden Crows, as if evolving the great sun’s principles.

In Pang Jian’s view, the giant and mysterious golden Divine Seat radiated an increasingly intense brilliance!

After a moment, Pang Jian’s pupils were so irritated that tears covered his face, and he had no choice but to close his eyes.

Yet, when he introspected, he discovered that the miniature sun within his Spiritual Sea was also radiating a similar brilliance.

"Sssss!"

Threads of intense Radiance of the Sun suddenly invaded his pupils, seemingly tempering them to withstand the terrifying might of the sun above his head.

His gold-colored eyes, constantly tempered by the sun’s radiance, gradually ceased to tear up.

"Could this be an illusion?"

Pang Jian reached out to touch and knew he was still inside the Copper Box.

He then felt his own condition and found that, apart from the miniaturized sun within the Spiritual Sea continuously transmitting Radiance of the Sun to his eyes, there was nothing abnormal with his body.

After a long time, still harboring doubts, he reopened his eyes and focused his attention on the sun above him once again.

This time, he wasn’t irritated into tears by the brilliance of the Fierce Sun; his pupils were gradually adapting.

"Golden Divine Seat..."

He tried to bridge the distance to that magnificent palace.

"Boom!"

That vast golden Divine Seat suddenly reappeared, filling his entire field of vision.

The Three-legged Golden Crows still circled above the golden Divine Seat, their wing-flapping Sun God Fire turning into seas of flames.

Pang Jian tried to shift his view, no longer fixating on the Divine Seat rippling with spatial waves, but instead looking elsewhere.

He gradually noticed that the grand and enormous golden palace seemed to float above the surging, burning sun.

On the sun’s outer layer, intense flames exploded continuously, forming terrifying storms and peculiar spots.

The grand golden palace rested on the surface of the burning and exploding sun, unswayed by the tumultuous fiery flares and spots washing over it repeatedly.

The Divine Temple, however, remained immovably steadfast.

Pang Jian watched intently; the Divinity within his golden pupils held Divine Sense, though its strength was quietly depleting.

But he was completely unaware.

"Above the sun, there exists a golden palace that I’ve never seen before."

"In the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land, the Sun God that those evil cultivators spoke of, could it possibly be... residing above the sun?"

"In the Fifth Realm of Purgatory, where the Flame Clan and Yao Clan dwell, could the Sun God they’ve always worshiped be the palace’s master?"

"..."

Thought after thought flashed through Pang Jian’s mind.

He felt that perhaps because the Purgatory World had opened up, he was able to see the mysterious palace above the sun only through the Copper Box, coupled with the plaque named "Purgatory Gate" on his person, and the strands of golden Divine Sense.

Gradually, he felt that what he was seeing was not an illusion; he began to believe that this was a scene unfolding in real time!

"Boom!"

An immensely towering and majestic figure suddenly appeared on that golden Divine Seat.

All the Three-legged Golden Crows hovering in the sky immediately fell from the heavens, prostrating on the God Stones surrounding the Divine Seat.

The Golden Crows, all worshipping towards the newcomer.

Pang Jian tried to scrutinize the figure but found he couldn’t see his front, only his back seated on the golden Divine Seat.

Because he didn’t know the actual size of the Divine Seat, Pang Jian couldn’t determine his height or build, only seeing his back covered by golden armor.

That armor didn’t seem to be an acquired object but rather as if it were a part of his body.

At the position of his heart at the back, a fiercely burning orb protruded, like a miniaturized sun.

No matter how Pang Jian looked, he felt that the miniaturized sun was a sun that had been refined!

"Purgatory has opened once more, I have come over..."

The person spoke to the prostrate Golden Crows, and as the divine sound emerged, his Divine Power naturally erupted.

Pang Jian, peering through the Purgatory World, felt his golden pupils ache and tear up once more; he couldn’t see anything below or hear what He was saying anymore.

"This is a genuine God Spirit!"

Pang Jian exclaimed with his eyes closed.

At this moment, he was utterly convinced that the august figure who had suddenly emerged on the golden Divine Seat from nowhere, was indeed a true Alien God from the Outer Realm!

It was very likely, moreover, to be the Sun God that the evil cultivators spoke of!

A moment later, Pang Jian was seized with an intense sense of unease.

The sun was just outside of Purgatory; people from the Third Realm, Second Realm, and First Realm could all see the sun when the sky was clear.

This indicated that the sun was not far from Purgatory.

A God Spirit, who had suddenly returned to the sun from unknown places, could He possibly enter the Purgatory World with His true body?

If He came, would the True Gods of the First Realm of Purgatory have the power to fight?

If a True God were defeated, what would become of all beings in Purgatory?

Would they be completely annihilated or eternally enslaved?

Thinking of this, Pang Jian felt somewhat pessimistic about the future, consumed by a despair that time was not on his side.

No matter how desperately he and the Corrosion Boundary Vine, the Mysterious Turtle struggled to improve themselves, if a divine being like the Sun God were to descend directly in their true form, they would be powerless to resist.

If the Sun God could come, then wouldn’t the Alien Gods from the Outer Realm who were eyeing the Sapling also have a chance to enter?

Pang Jian, unable to settle his mind, felt an intense pain in his pupils, making it impossible for him to keep gazing at the sun in the sky. He could only sit in silence within the Copper Box, pondering.

After an indeterminate length of time, the blazing sun disappeared, giving way to the stars and a bright full moon that emerged.

"Stars and moon..."

Pang Jian couldn’t help himself again.

Looking at the moon, vastly larger than the stars, he operated his golden Divine Sense in his eyes again, hoping to bring the moon closer into view.

Shortly thereafter, the desolate and chilling landscape of the moon’s surface, with its craters and cavities, appeared before his eyes.

"Is this the moon?"

Pang Jian was astonished.

He had imagined the moon to be beautiful and splendid. He did not expect that when his vision truly reached the moon’s surface, what he would see would be such a desolate and lifeless scene.

Before he could think further, a corpse, which had died who knows how many years ago, suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

It was a member of the Heaven Clan dressed in a fine robe, with twelve pairs of white wings. His face and body had not decayed and were perfectly preserved.

He was an elderly member of the Heaven Clan, leaning against a pile of small rocks on the surface of the moon with his eyes tightly closed.

He wore no jewelry, and there were no items beside him. Only a well-made robe covered his slightly emaciated body; the number of years he had been dead was unknown.

"A Heaven Clan with twelve pairs of wings..."

After observing for a while, Pang Jian averted his gaze from the remains of the Heaven Clan member, wanting to see more wonders above the moon.

Just then, he was hit by an extreme sense of exhaustion.

He suddenly realized that the twelve strands of golden Divine Sense that had extended into his eyes had now become as thin as hair.

His thoughts were somewhat fuzzy and disjointed, and he found it difficult to contemplate anything. He quickly pushed the Copper Box open, took out a Soul Nourishing Pill, and swallowed it.

A Soul Nourishing Pill went down, and the essence of soul slowly emanated into the Sea of Consciousness.

However, the twelve golden strands of Divine Sense, drained of their strength, could not be bolstered by the soul essence from the Soul Nourishing Pill.

The slender strands of golden Divine Sense remained in their previous form and were not replenished with soul essence gradually, as ordinary Divine Sense would be.

"Ordinary Divine Sense allows me to communicate with the Mysterious Turtle of the Third Realm, the Sapling of this realm, and Rebel Kid from the Fifth Realm."

"But golden Divine Sense lets me observe the heavens."

"However, the Divine Sense imbued with divinity cannot be restored by the Soul Nourishing Pill."

Pang Jian pondered in secret, having an epiphany.

To verify this, when his twelve strands of golden Divine Sense were extremely weak, he communicated with the Dark Giant Python from the Fifth Realm.

The perception was instantly established!

Another unfathomably large Heavenly Tribulation Pillar stood in the ice-cold wasteland, surrounded by countless skeletons and complete remains of Ferocious Beasts, filling the desolate land.

The same Heavenly Tribulation Pillar, the same turquoise radiance, also suppressing the lives of the Alien Tribes.

Yu Xin, who had crossed the endless Black Sea with the Dark Giant Python and was invited from the Fifth Continent, was also looking at the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar on the Fourth Continent from afar.

She knew that beneath the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar, the leaders of all clans from the Fourth Continent had already gathered.

At this moment, those leaders of the Alien Tribes from the Fourth Continent were waiting for her, eager to hear her experience.

The leaders wanted to know how those from the Fifth Continent managed to send their people to the Fourth Realm under the terrifying pressure of the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar.

The Dark Giant Python suddenly stopped.

"What’s wrong, Hei?"

Yu Xin, surprised, flew down from Rebel Kid.

After looking into those deep, dark, lake-like beastly eyes, she quickly realized and said, "That one..."

She reached out her finger and touched the forehead of the Dark Giant Python.

Her perception with Pang Jian was immediately established.

"Your Heaven Clan, those with twelve pairs of wings, roughly at what level of power are they?"

Pang Jian asked at once.

"Twelve pairs?!"

The Saintess of the Heaven Clan, with six pairs of white wings, was dazzled by the light in Pang Jian’s question.

She pondered for a moment and then said, "In the true history of our Heaven Clan, there has never been anyone with twelve pairs of wings. It is only in unverifiable legends that there are claims of such members of our tribe."

"Our Heaven Clan, even those with ten pairs of wings, signify a bloodline level of ten, equivalent to a True God of the Human Race."

"In ancient legends, back when we still lived in the first layer of Purgatory, there was a time when our people perceived the presence of those with twelve pairs of wings as Purgatory opened."

"Since it was only perception, without actual sighting, it could not be verified, and thus its truth is unknown, so it is categorized as legend."

"However, indeed, with the breakthrough of bloodlines in our Heaven Clan, wings could continually increase. If those with twelve pairs of wings truly existed between heaven and earth, they would have surpassed what your Human Race calls True Gods."

"They could probably be categorized as being within the domain of God Spirits."

Yu Xin shared everything she knew.

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