The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 303 - 287: Divine Country Warship_1

Chapter 303: Chapter 287: Divine Country Warship_1

Pang Jian wanted to ask more, but suddenly, the world spun around him.

The ash-green vortex he was caught in, like a millstone pushed by the gods, spun with him included.

The Star-shattering Umbrella and the Nine Suns Tripod both lost control.

He and his possessions were swept up involuntarily, hurtling toward the heart of the ash-green vortex.

In a moment, he had vanished without a trace.

...

Outside, in the world beyond.

"Whoosh!"

Another imposter of Luo Yuan appeared on the deck like a ghost, singling out the weak for attack.

"Crack! Boom! Boom!"

Guo Hongyuan, Lv Lianchen, and Ye Fei, who were watching the battle from the deck, burst into pieces and perished.

A group of lifeless figures sitting in meditation also turned into a mist of blood and drifted away in an instant.

When it was Dong Tianze’s turn...

"Whoosh!"

Standing on Black Iron Mountain, Dong Tianze had a giant phantom of a phoenix condense above his head, exuding a noble and immovable majesty.

There were also dazzling divine feathers, the manifestation of immense divine might, circling around Dong Tianze’s stern figure.

The imposter attacking with a punch as if to split the heavens, targeted the brilliant divine feathers but failed to shatter them, unable to kill Dong Tianze with ease.

"Heavenly Phoenix Guard!"

For the first time, surprise showed on the imposter’s face.

Just as his eyes turned to Zhou Qingchen...

Zhao Yuanqi hastily uncorked her wine gourd, aimed at Zhou Qingchen’s position, and whistled, "Zhou!"

Zhou Qingchen’s expression jolted.

"Universe Inward!"

Zhao Yuanqi silently recited the spell, and Zhou Qingchen turned into a rainbow light, sucked into her gourd.

The silver-haired girl sighed in relief, flipped onto the gourd, and the gourd carried her away into the endless Mysterious Fog beyond the Sword Boat.

At this moment.

Pang Jian, trapped in a grey-green smokey vortex, his fate unknown.

Lu Qingchan, Ye Fei, Lv Lianchen, all the disciples of Black Valley had been annihilated.

On Sword Tower’s side, with Outer Sect Disciple Guo Hongyuan dead, only Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan remained, still fiercely battling the opponent.

Zhuang Yuyan, who had ascended to the Spirit Condensation Realm, showed no advantage against one who also claimed to be Luo Yuan.

The situation was far too passive; Zhao Yuanqi couldn’t see any turning point and had no choice but to flee with her fellow disciple.

"You do act decisively."

One of the imposters chuckled derisively.

"Hoo!"

The one who had formed glaciers suddenly arrived from the stands, merging into one entity with the fake Luo Yuan on the deck.

As the two became one, this "Luo Yuan’s" aura surged wildly.

Thunder roared and lightning flashed around him, countless shards and spikes of ice formed, creating an explosive field made of Cold Ice and Thunderbolt.

"Spirit Condensation Realm, hehe."

This combined faker looked at Zhuang Yuyan with a beaming smile, shook his head, and said, "Not only you are at the Spirit Condensation Cultivator level. I too have reached Spirit Condensation the moment I entered the Mysterious Fog."

"You need time, a process to condense your spirit, it’s not something you can accomplish immediately."

"I don’t need any of that."

He was calm and composed, allowing the surging Thunderbolt and ice explosions around him to create a violent and terrifying zone of life prohibition.

"As fellow disciples of Sword Tower, your practice of Sword Tower spells is just passable, hardly refined enough to be noteworthy."

He mocked with a laugh.

"How could that be?"

Zhuang Yuyan’s expression changed slightly, she hastily reached out to grab her short sword.

Above her head, a longsword roamed back and forth, drawing a magnificent river of flames.

A Birdsong and a beast roar emanated from her two swords of varying lengths.

"Boom! Whoosh!"

A fiery red Fire Kirin and a gracefully dancing Vermilion Bird materialized in the river of light above her, both glaring at the impostor Luo Yuan.

"We’re all on the Sword Boat, if you ascended to Spirit Condensation, I would have sensed it!"

Zhuang Yuyan protested in disbelief.

"Who told you I was on the Sword Boat too?"

The man sneered with mocking eyes: "With my ability, when you all were in confusion, appearing instantly on your Sword Boat, who would notice?"

"Ah!"

This time Zhuang Yuyan was genuinely frightened.

Dong Tianze, who commanded Black Iron Mountain with a Divine Phoenix soaring above him, was also shocked by the man’s words.

That person... had not entered with them on the Sword Boat?

In Dong Tianze’s mind, an image emerged.

A man, previously wandering through the vast Mysterious Fog like them, aimlessly searching for a way out of the dreadful morass.

Perhaps his Spirit Stone and Spirit Jade had long since been exhausted.

Without warning, he stumbled upon the Sword Boat’s location and saw the survivors from Black Valley and Sword Tower.

As they descended into chaos, killing each other, he teleported to the Sword Boat using a Secret Skill and, without anyone noticing, entered the body of Black Valley disciple Xu Jie, then murdered Han Lu in the cabin.

After that, he pretended to be one of the undead, coldly watching everyone on the stands.

This was a deeply concealed viper, always searching for an opportunity, ready to strike at any moment!

"Terrifying."

Even someone as ruthless and decisive as Dong Tianze drew a cold breath.

At that point, he too wished to command Black Iron Mountain and flee from the Sword Boat like Zhao Yuanqi had.

He also wanted to enter the vast and endless Mysterious Fog, using its secretive nature to evade that person’s assassination attempt.

He felt that as long as they were far enough from the Sword Boat, as soon as Black Iron Mountain disappeared from that person’s view, it would be extremely difficult for them to pursue.

Because Divine Sense and perception were ineffective within the Mysterious Fog.

However...

Glancing at the grey-green vortex, Dong Tianze hesitated for a second before steeling himself and charging towards it with Black Iron Mountain.

"Qi Qingsong, continue to intercept him; I’ll go into the vortex to find Pang Jian!"

Dong Tianze stimulated the hidden power within the Phoenix Seal.

The substantial phoenix shadow and feathers suddenly released even greater divine might, shielding Black Iron Mountain as they plunged into the grey-green foggy vortex.

"Another one."

The imposter posing as Luo Yuan on the stands smiled indifferently.

He made no move to intercept, allowing Dong Tianze, enveloped by the majesty of the Divine Phoenix, and Black Iron Mountain to slip inside.

With that, only Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, and Fang Boxuan were left on the Sword Boat.

"I’ll be taking my leave first!"

Hiding in a corner, not daring to make a move and constantly on guard against that person, Fang Boxuan watched as Black Iron Mountain vanished and left those words behind before activating his Blood Escape Technique.

A flash of blood light, and Fang Boxuan disappeared into thin air.

"Heh, only the two of you left."

That person clicked his tongue in sentiment, "All Sword Tower disciples, yet forced to turn on each other, truly a human tragedy. Alas, you two are Inner Sect Disciples, while I’m from the Outer Gate."

"Today, let this Outer Gate disciple experience the true essence of my senior brothers’ and senior sister’s Sword Dao."

...

In the Mysterious Fog, on another part of the realm.

A giant ship, five times larger than the Sword Boat and a hundred zhang in length, stood damaged in the depths of the Mysterious Fog.

The once majestic and opulent ship was now riddled with holes and gaping openings, clearly having endured a fierce battle causing severe damage to the vessel.

In the vast mist, the ship towered with nine stories of buildings, as majestic as palaces in the heavens.

One could only imagine how spectacular and imposing it must have been before it was ravaged.

At this moment, on its broad golden mast, a purple brocade banner edged with gold fluttered, emblazoned with four ancient, substantial characters.

——Bright Heaven Divine Kingdom.

Suddenly, on the ship’s deck, a grey-green smoky vortex appeared, as if in a state of eternal turmoil.

"Crack! Crackle!"

The sudden emergence of the grey-green vortex, with its tumultuous swirling, caused the giant ship to sustain even more severe damage.

"Swoosh! Whoosh!"

One after the other, with only a few seconds between them, two figures emerged from it.

Pang Jian with his spear, and Dong Tianze, commanding Black Iron Mountain, both found their way to this giant ship.

"Bright Heaven Divine Kingdom!"

Pang Jian’s face showed shock and awe as he stared intently at the four characters on the banner.

Dong Tianze, arriving a step later and standing atop Black Iron Mountain, first retracted the formidable and sacred phoenix into his brow bit by bit.

Then he said, "What is this?"

He looked around blankly to find that the huge ship was deserted, not a single person aboard.

Like the Sword Boat, the ship was moored deep within the Mysterious Fog, but because this ship was much larger than the Sword Boat, they couldn’t see the whole of the ship through the fog.

Standing at the stern, one couldn’t even see the bow.

"The person impersonating me, Luo Yuan, must have come from this giant ship, from the Bright Heaven Divine Kingdom..."

Pang Jian furrowed his brow and said, "The First Realm, Eastland, Bright Heaven is one of the Divine Countries!"

"Divine Country?"

Dong Tianze was startled.

"Yes, this is a ship from the First Realm’s Eastland, from the Bright Heaven Divine Kingdom in Purgatory."

Pang Jian’s expression grew serious.

He, along with Qi Qingsong and Zhou Qingchen, had chatted over drinks and food not long ago and learned that the situation in the First Realm’s Eastland, compared to West Soil, South Abyss, and North Ruins, was entirely different.

West Soil, South Abyss, and North Ruins, with their many Sects and Cultivator powers, still constituted the world’s main structural framework.

In Eastland, there lay three great Divine Countries — Bright Heaven, Taiyi, Yuan Qing.

Each of these Divine Countries had a True God presiding, and some had more than one True God.

The three Divine Countries were constantly at war, and sometimes they would unite to attack West Soil, South Abyss, and North Ruins with their divine armies.

——This was a place where empires stood above Sects.

With True Gods in Divine Countries, their offspring were known as God Sons and Goddesses.

A giant ship from the Bright Heaven Divine Kingdom, adrift in the vastness outside the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land and deserted with not a living soul, implied that those aboard the ship had encountered the same issue as they had.

——They were lost.

The one impersonating Luo Yuan was likely the sole survivor from this giant ship, possibly even the only one.

"Why did you also rush in here?"

Coming back to his senses, Pang Jian halted atop Dong Tianze’s Black Iron Mountain and asked, "What’s the situation on the Sword Boat?"

"When I left, Zhao Yuanqi took Zhou Qingchen away with a calabash; remaining on the Sword Boat were Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, and Fang Boxuan," Dong Tianze replied. "The rest were all killed by that person."

"We..."

Looking down at the rolling grey-green vortex below, Dong Tianze said, "He used this vortex to get you in here, surely planning to deal with the rest on the Sword Boat before coming back for you."

"Let’s try going back and join forces with Qi Qingsong to kill him!" Pang Jian said decisively.

"Okay."

Black Iron Mountain began to descend.

In a blink of an eye, they re-entered the swirling fog, feeling distinct spatial distortions.

Inside the grey-green vortex, their vision was even more restricted than within the Mysterious Fog, and Black Iron Mountain shook with the vortex’s motion, leaving both men dizzy and disoriented, clueless about directions.

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ps: The old guy typing at five in the morning, there are three Chapters today, quietly asking for monthly tickets~