The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 314 - 297: Faulty Command?_1

Chapter 314: Chapter 297: Faulty Command?_1

Elegant and graceful, Zhuang Yuyan, with her beautiful face, had her waterfall-like long hair fluttering.

With her fair fingers, she pointed towards the Alien God from the Outer Realm, suspended in the sky, and said, "Flame dynamic."

A world ablaze with flames burst forth from behind her, advancing immediately towards the Alien God whose arms hung naturally at its sides, hunched over and shrouded in a pitch-black cloak.

One after another, wells spouting molten lava flames boiled forth from that burning world.

The Vermilion Bird cried out, and the Fire Kirin roared in rage.

Hundreds of intense flame rivers, as if driven by the two mythical beasts, swirled around the image of the Alien God from the Outer Realm.

"Whoo-hoo!"

The cloak enveloping the projection of the Alien God wailed with myriad strange creatures, as if many believers of this Alien God, situated in different worlds, blocked Zhuang Yuyan’s fiery flames for Him.

"An Alien God is nothing more than this."

Zhuang Yuyan sneered disdainfully.

Among those present, only she and Fu Wangchen had successfully advanced to the Spirit Condensation Realm amidst the Mysterious Fog.

Therefore, she naturally regarded the most powerful spiritual projection of the Alien God as an obligation she and Fu Wangchen must eradicate.

"Little junior brother, Qi, the two of you go to the boat and slay the other members of the Ghost Clan!"

Zhuang Yuyan ordered.

"Got it!"

Qi Qingsong tossed out the Blue Dream Sword atop Black Iron Mountain.

A dreamy deep blue ocean slowly emerged in the void of the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land, dazing everyone who gazed upon it.

As they beheld the shimmering deep sea, their souls succumbed.

The Alien Tribes, as long as they could still dream normally, found themselves affected by Qi Qingsong’s Sword Intent upon seeing that dreamy ocean.

Especially those from the Ghost Clan proficient in soul sorcery; they were even more deeply impacted, recalling their life’s most horrifying nightmares with just one glance.

Deaths of spouse and children, destruction of home and loss of kin, critically ill parents, the decline of bloodline...

The Ghost Clan warriors from another world, if their minds were not steadfast, grunted and lost control of their spirits.

Afterward, they were caught by their opponents in the Desolated Terrains and slain.

"Bang!"

Pang Jian left Black Iron Mountain, landing on a land strewn with skeletons, first spearing a level five Ghost Clan warrior to death.

"Ghost Clan..."

With a thought, he seized the warrior’s skull, pressing his palm against the skeleton.

Soon after, a wisp of "Soul Fire" floated out.

After pondering, he took out the Black Crow Pot he had intended to give to Luo Hongyan and gathered the "Soul Fire" of the Ghost Clan warrior.

"It’s of no use to me anymore, but Zhou can refine more Divine Sense with the Ghost Clan’s Soul Fire and quickly reach his own Divine Sense limit."

Pang Jian then charged at the next Ghost Clan warrior.

"Ghost Clan!"

As Black Iron Mountain descended upon the floating black warship of the Ghost Clan, Dong Tianze and Fang Boxuan joined the ranks of those surrounding and slaying the Ghost Clan.

"Sword Tower!"

Above the wilderness, Chen Lushi cried out excitedly.

The dazzling ribbons she wielded, like octopus tentacles, engaged in combat with several Alien Tribe warriors bearing large beetle shells.

These warriors with tentacles on their heads, each having a huge natural carapace, were thick-skinned and entirely unaffected by her soul magic illusions, making her fight an arduous one.

Several disciples of Sky Water Swamp by her side had already turned into corpses under the attacks of these odd-shaped Alien Tribe warriors.

At that moment, the arrivals from the Desolated Terrains were all on the main warship of the Ghost Clan, with Fu Wangchen alone intercepting the spiritual projection of the strongest Ghost Clan warrior’s summoned Alien God in the air.

In such a situation, when Chen Lushi suddenly saw Sword Tower’s disciples break free from the Mysterious Fog, she quickly waved her arms for assistance, "Over here, come help us in battle!"

"Demon Heart Sect, Chen Lushi..."

Zhao Yuanqi, standing on a gourd, gave her a cold glance in mid-air and said, "It’s this woman, who stirred up the Firm Wind and caused me to waste nearly a thousand Spirit Jades for nothing."

The massive red gourd gleaming with dazzling light, among the wine-red sunset clouds, flew toward a woman of Sky Water Swamp.

Zhao Yuanqi unscrewed the stopper, targeting several humanoid scorpions crawling and attacking on the ground.

Nine streaks of light shot forth, piercing the bodies of those humanoid scorpion members of the Alien Tribes into honeycombs.

Sky Water Swamp’s Lu Xiangyi, thus, was able to escape her predicament and hurriedly expressed her thanks.

"Don’t mention it. We all come from the Purgatory World, and it’s only right to help each other."

Zhao Yuanqi maneuvered the gourd closer, lifted Lu Xiangyi onto it, and proceeded to rescue nearby disciples of Sky Water Swamp.

A quarter of an hour later.

A total of six Ghost Clan warriors had been slain by Pang Jian under the Astonishing Spear, with six wisps of Soul Fire gathering inside the Black Crow Pot.

"That should be enough."

He muttered and looked towards the wreckage of the Landscape Spiritual Boat.

There, the stable and broad-browed Wu Yuan controlled twelve huge rocks, crushing any daring Alien Tribe warrior to pieces.

The uneven, blood-stained stones, now adorned with the colorful blood of Alien Tribes, swung and flew in mid-air like bright meteors from the heavens.

"Boom! Bang, bang!"

Alien Tribe warriors were smashed to smithereens by the enormous rocks, their eyes filled with fear as they gazed upon Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan was focused, his expression emotionless, slaying the level-five Alien Tribes as if they were mere chickens and dogs.

Pang Jian, sensing something amiss from high above the Mysterious Fog, mustered strands of golden Divine Sense in his pupils.

His eyes instantly turned gold.

Thus, he saw several dozen living dead from the Demon Sect and Sky Water Swamp strewn amongst the broken remnants, their seven apertures penetrated by wafts of green mist.