The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 302 - 286: The Flute is Broken, the Person is Gone_1

Chapter 302: Chapter 286: The Flute is Broken, the Person is Gone_1

"The Holy Artifact, the Ascension Flute, just like that, destroyed?"

Zhou Qingchen’s face was filled with disbelief.

Ye Fei, Lv Lianchen, and people of Guo Hongyuan’s caliber were also shocked by that person’s methods.

Lu Lingchan was defeated in an instant, the Holy Artifact broken into pieces—clearly contrary to what they had all imagined.

"Luo Yuan’s" methods and combat strength made everyone sense a bad omen.

Pang Jian whispered, "Zhou, be careful."

"Understood!"

Zhou Qingchen, with his mind and will, stimulated the Heaven Essence Bead, secretly creating another solid line of defense within his body to avoid being unprepared for that person’s sudden assassination attempt.

Qi Qingsong’s expression was solemn as he shouted, "Who are you, sir?"

"Didn’t I say already?" The person looked surprised and replied candidly, "Sword Tower, outer sect disciple, Luo Yuan."

He even gave Qi Qingsong a cupped fist salute, gracefully performing the ritual: "Elder Qi, not having seen me doesn’t mean I don’t exist."

"In our Sword Tower, with so many outer sect disciples, it’s normal for you not to know me."

He smiled.

"Swoosh!"

On the third-floor stands, he suddenly vanished into thin air, once again teleporting from nowhere.

"Woo!"

The agonizing scream of Lu Lingchan suddenly emanated from a room on the third level of the Sword Boat, then abruptly stopped.

When that person reappeared, it was again at the third-floor stands, holding Lu Lingchan’s storage bracelet, nodding in satisfaction, "Seventy to eighty thousand Spirit Jade, not bad."

Ye Fei and Lv Lianchen screamed in horror and disbelief.

As the Valley Master’s Direct Disciple and the pride of heaven, Lu Lingchan held an aloof status in Black Valley, not giving even some Elders face.

At the Hollow Profound Realm stage, capable of condensing 124 Divine Sense threads, her future achievements were boundless.

As long as she didn’t fall in the midst of her cultivation journey, the end of her path at least started from the Immortal Realm.

She even had hopes of striking at the True God realm!

Her talent and potential firmly suppressed Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, as well as Wu Yuan of the Demon Sect and Jiang Chao of Sky Water Swamp. Entering Mysterious Fog not long ago and not yet reaching the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land, she was killed by someone.

Ye Fei and Lv Lianchen, also from Black Valley, could not accept this in their hearts.

"I never expected..."

Fang Boxuan’s face bore a somewhat strange expression.

This person, who was his fiancee in name, had once made him feel oppressed, was killed in such a trivial manner.

Their statuses, talents, possessions in hand—she who surpassed him in every aspect died so pathetically.

"The struggle between the noble families, everything bestowed by the Sect, turns out to be insignificant," Fang Boxuan thought with boundless emotion.

Suddenly, he felt that only super-strong individual power could dominate oneself, struggling through the cruel, bloody cultivation world to survive.

"Qi, this person is tricky!"

Zhuang Yuyan inhaled softly, not daring to underestimate the situation.

Having succeeded in Spirit Condensation, she still couldn’t see through the so-called Luo Yuan’s cultivation level, unaware of what tier of power he was!

Lu Lingchan at the later stage of the Hollow Profound Realm, wielding the Black Valley Holy Artifact Ascension Flute, was killed by this person in one encounter without putting up any decent resistance.

Zhuang Yuyan felt as if facing a formidable enemy!

"Don’t worry, I know what to do!"

Qi Qingsong adjusted his breathing while slowly relaxing his state of mind, as if he could slip into a dream at any moment.

"For me, the significance of killing is only to take the Spirit Jade in your hands."

"If you are willing, you can put down your Spirit Jade, then throw your treasures onto the deck as well."

"After that, you can depart from this Sword Boat. I would be quite happy to let you go."

"Hmm, let’s start with you, since you have the most Spirit Jade."

That person, with a Spirit Sword peeled off from a Sword Tower disciple’s body, pointed at Zhuang Yuyan from afar and smiled, "You go first."

"On what basis do you think you can defeat everyone here?" Zhuang Yuyan’s face turned cold, feeling humiliated.

The person laughed, "I give you the time it takes an incense stick to burn to consider; you can strike at me or call them to strike together."

"Of course, I would advise you best to put down your things and set an example by leaving."

"This really is a piece of sincere advice from me."

He lit an incense stick and placed it on the third-floor stands, giving Zhuang Yuyan time, as well as everyone else time to think.

The thin blue smoke wafted up from the incense stick, enveloping his sallow face in blue clouds.

At that moment, he looked somewhat unreal.

Dong Tianze looked at Pang Jian, confused, "What’s happening with him?"

Pang Jian suddenly realized, recalling long ago in Thousand Miles of Cloud Land, as a sallow-faced youth, he had dealt with Dong Tianze at Ghost Altar.

The impostor claiming to be Luo Yuan; aside from Ye Fei, Dong Tianze had also seen him before.

"He’s not Luo Yuan."

Pang Jian’s spear in his hand hissed with a red sword light, saying, "Zhuang!"

Zhuang Yuyan turned to look.

"I’ll go first; you back me up."

"Whoosh!"

Pang Jian’s figure merged with his spear, turning into a streak of red sword light.

After Lu Lingchan, he also dashed straight toward the person in the stands.

"Be careful, Brother Pang!"

Zhuang Yuyan’s bright eyes shone.

Even as she hesitated, Pang Jian had already made his move again!

After the death of Lu Lingchan, the fact that Pang Jian dared to attack the man who claimed to be Luo Yuan truly moved Zhuang Yuyan.

Because it took great courage!

Even she had hesitated when the green smoke rose, considering whether to leave the Sword Boat or not.

A Icy Square Print appeared in the man’s hand, and he aimed for the coming spear tip, greeting it with the Cold Ice Square Print.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

One after another, the glistening glaciers suddenly appeared in front of Pang Jian’s view, the Astonishing Spear cracking the ice as it advanced, its speed being delayed time and again.

The glaciers exuded a chilling air, containing threads of extreme cold light beams that were not the condensation of Spiritual Power.

Instead, they were real, tangible products!

One after another, the shattered glaciers reformed upon hitting the ground, refreezing together due to the man’s power, creating entirely new glaciers.

After shattering six glaciers with a single strike, Pang Jian was forced to a halt.

In a moment of distraction, he found himself surrounded by more brilliant glaciers while suspended in mid-air.

It was as if he had suddenly been placed in the Extreme Cold Ice Land.

"Pang Jian!"

Qi Qingsong followed closely, shooting towards the stands.

"Swish!" "Swoosh swoosh!"

A Spirit Sword emanating a brilliant azure light trailed a bizarrely radiant Star River, capturing the attention of all.

Gazing at the dreamlike splendor of the Star River, the people on the stands felt dizzy, as if falling into the clouds of a dreamscape.

Qi Qingsong, wielding the sword, paired his late Hollow Profound Realm cultivation with Pang Jian in combat.

"Sister Zhuang, this person can teleport short distances. Be cautious of everyone on the deck!"

Qi Qingsong, amidst the fantastical Star River, still reminded.

"Got it."

Zhuang Yuyan solemnly drew her sword.

Two Spirit Swords, one long and one short, flew out from her sleeves, hovering above the deck of the Sword Boat.

The short sword paused briefly before also shooting towards the stands following Qi Qingsong’s lead.

"Hey!"

The impostor posing as Luo Yuan shook his head and let out a strange laugh.

The green smoke emitted from the incense lit before him seemed to merge with the Mysterious Fog.

The grey Mysterious Fog and the green smoke enveloped his body, making his figure eerily elusive and seem incredibly unreal.

"Whoosh!"

Three shadows simultaneously emerged deep within the smog.

One swung a Spirit Sword, casually unleashing a bursting Thunder Vortex.

Another flicked his Square Seal, creating even more chill-filled glaciers.

The third, with an indifferent smile, floated within the smoke, motionless as a mountain, his eye sockets, nostrils, and ears continuously expelling thick grey-green smoke.

All three bore the waxen visages of Luo Yuan, as if Luo Yuan had split into three.

"Crack!"

The one brandishing a sword and forming a Thunder Vortex shattered Qi Qingsong’s Dream Sword-fashioned Star River with explosive Thunderous Lightning.

The one flicking out the Square Seal, turning it into a chain of icy mountains, intercepted the short sword released by Zhuang Yuyan.

The one floating within the thick, grey-green smoke, expelling dense smoke, had his hands solidify from the smoke, expanding thousands of times in an instant.

He rubbed his hands to draw circles against his chest.

A vortex enveloped in smog proliferated wildly, swallowing Pang Jian, who was surrounded by glaciers.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

Within the depths of the smoke, glaciers flew out, targeting the short sword Zhuang Yuyan had sent flying.

In the grey-green smoke left by the vanishing glaciers, Pang Jian, conjuring the Astonishing Spear, suddenly became lost; he could neither see the man’s figure nor sense his movements, nor did he know where the Sword Boat was.

To those on the Sword Boat, he seemed to disappear within the depths of the grey-green smoke.

"Pang Jian, your Spiritual Sea is somewhat peculiar; you... have also condensed both thunderbolt and cold ice forces."

Deep within the grey-green smoke, the man masquerading as Luo Yuan appeared, his face exhaling smoke subtly transforming as if it could barely contain the truth.

"I cultivate both the Thunderbolt and the Extreme Cold Tao, as these two forces are compatible."

"My path to Divine Enthronement in the future could be either the Thunder God’s Path or the Extreme Cold one. The Thunder God’s Path is dominated by the Old Thunder Dragon, and my chances there seem slim."

"Thus, my true focus is actually on the Extreme Cold Tao."

He boasted within the grey-green smoke, "The powers you’ve cultivated are so mixed; have you given up and chosen one Great Tao for Divine Enthronement? As a disciple of Pu Zhaotian, the fact that you don’t seek a true Divine Path surprises me."

"You know Pu Zhaotian?" Pang Jian asked, surprised.

"You dare to call him by his name so casually?"

The man frowned and said coldly, "As a disciple, showing such disrespect to your mentor demonstrates a complete lack of manners. Pu Zhaotian, being the foremost in the Immortal Realm of the Purgatory World, even true gods fear him, lest he bursts through the heavens upon his Divine Enthronement."

"It seems you are unaware of your mentor’s prowess."

"Do you realize that at the moment your mentor achieves Divine Enthronement, he could overpower several ancient true gods?"

The man impersonating Luo Yuan, when speaking of the Tower Master of Sword Tower, exhibited a look of awe.

"I just want to know who you are." Pang Jian’s thoughts stirred, and he summoned the Star-shattering Umbrella, Nine Suns Tripod, one after another, saying, "The Spirit Spell powers I’ve cultivated are indeed mixed; I’d appreciate you enlightening me."

"No rush, I know you’re not easy to deal with; I’ll go kill the others first."

With a laugh, the man suddenly vanished.

...