The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 330 - 310 Bee King Takes Shape_1

Chapter 330: Chapter 310 Bee King Takes Shape_1

Another end.

Pang Jian crossed the faint white fog and immediately saw one icy mountain after another, scattered across the Fragment Land.

This place boasted glaciers as sharp as swords and snow-covered dwarf peaks alike.

Without much thought, he randomly chose a mountain top and dived right into it.

Bone-chilling cold immediately spread from all directions, making him shiver.

He sat down on the snow, mustering the Extreme Cold Power within his Spiritual Sea, letting his own cold alien power permeate his body.

Gradually, he felt as if he had merged with the entire extreme cold world.

At this moment, he didn’t feel cold anymore.

"Desolated Terrains, Fu Wangchen."

Wiping the blood off his face, he took out a Pill that bolstered his qi and blood and swallowed it whole.

Feeling the medicine’s efficacy spread, he lay back on the snow, gazing up at the mist-shrouded sky.

Fu Wangchen, with his Spirit Condensation Realm cultivation and numerous treasures, had almost blasted him into oblivion with the "Divine Light Mirror" earlier.

— If it weren’t for the Ice Armor Eel Dragon that suddenly appeared.

The formidable and fierce Fu Wangchen made him acutely aware of the huge gap between himself and the geniuses of the First Realm.

It was more than just the realm of cultivation.

With the Sky Peng Battleship, the Ancient God Dharma, and the Quasi Artifact Divine Mirror, even Fu Wangchen, just entering the Spirit Condensation Realm, could probably battle late-stage Spirit Condensation Realm experts.

And he was only in the Hollow Profound Realm; his defeat was well-deserved.

"Only by succeeding in Spirit Condensation, and after Fu Wangchen loses the Sky Peng Battleship, will I have a slight chance of victory."

While healing, Pang Jian pondered quietly.

At the same time, he was also observing the situation in the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land through the vision of a Golden Bee Insect.

He saw how the arrival of the Ice Armor Eel Dragon and the fall of the Sky Peng Battleship had the once arrogant people from the Desolated Terrains looking completely disheartened with morale at rock bottom.

"The Ice Armor Eel Dragon, it accidentally saved me."

With hidden satisfaction, Pang Jian then shifted his gaze toward the forest and soon saw Wu Yuan from the Demon Sect sitting on a Demon Stone, frequently looking towards the place where he had disappeared.

"Why is this man always watching me?"

Pang Jian frowned and then looked elsewhere.

Above the forest.

Many people suspended in the air with the aid of instruments, watched in shock where the Sky Peng Battleship had sunk, discussing in terror.

"Isn’t the Ice Armor Eel Dragon a ferocious beast from the Fifth Realm?"

"How could an eighth-level Ice Armor Eel Dragon appear in the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land? The Mysterious Fog limits our Human Race; even those in the Spirit Condensation Realm aren’t allowed to go deep, so why is there an eighth-level Ice Armor Eel Dragon?"

"Is it possible that the Ice Armor Eel Dragon has been in the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land for a long time?"

"What do you mean?"

"A thousand years ago, when this Ice Armor Eel Dragon was still weak, it came to the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land. It was in the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land, through the long accumulation of time, that its bloodline advanced to its current level."

"No way, right?"

"Without the Sky Peng Battleship, with all the ships demolished, how are we going to get back?"

"Get back? First think about how to survive!"

"..."

Survivors from different forces bemoaned their fate, feeling a renewed sense of despair following the unexpected appearance of the Ice Armor Eel Dragon.

"Cough! Cough cough!"

Dong Tianze, coughing up blood, left the ruined Black Iron Mountain and moved heavily towards Zhao Yuanqi.

By now, Zhuang Yuyan had already flown away with her sword to another lake looking for Qi Qingsong.

"Zhao Yuanqi, take me away with that gourd, we must hurry and find Pang Jian."

Dong Tianze said urgently, his face pale: "Pang Jian said that it’s Fu Wangchen who’s tainted by the alien god. If we continue to stay in the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land, and associate with that Fu Wangchen, we will all die."

"He says Pang Jian is tainted by an alien god, Pang Jian says it’s him, who is it really?" Fang Boxuan was utterly confused.

Dong Tianze ignored him, looking anxiously at Zhao Yuanqi.

"Alright!"

The black-clad, silver-haired girl bit her lower lip.

Without releasing Zhou Qingchen, she flung out the big red gourd and got on it first, saying, "Let’s go!"

Dong Tianze immediately jumped on.

"I..."

Fang Boxuan hesitated.

But it was during that moment of hesitation that Zhao Yuanqi had already moved the gourd.

By the time Fang Boxuan cried out, the gourd was long past the forest, flying towards the lake where Qi Qingsong had sunk.

"Someone wants to kill me, go faster."

Dong Tianze whispered to Zhao Yuanqi from behind.

The red gourd suddenly sped up, and with bursts of glowing light, it flew away multiple times faster in the blink of an eye.

Before long, they reached the place where Qi Qingsong fell and saw Zhuang Yuyan and Qi Qingsong standing on a floating log on the lake surface.

"It’s good that you are okay."

Zhao Yuanqi breathed a sigh of relief.

"What about Fang Boxuan?" Zhuang Yuyan asked.

"Let’s not talk about him." Zhao Yuanqi said with a cold face, "When we left, he was hesitant, so I didn’t bother with him anymore."

...

The place Dong Tianze had left.

Another Spirit Condensation Realm Individual Cultivator came, with a storage bag hanging from his waist. He looked at the departing gourd with a sullen gaze.

Qiao Zhen asked in surprise, "Ling He, what brings you here?"

"I want to talk to you."

The Spirit Condensation Realm Individual Cultivator Ling He rolled his eyes back from the sky and sat down with an air of nonchalance, saying in a calm tone, "What do you think, between Fu Wangchen and Pang Jian, who is the one tainted by the Alien God?"

"Our Qiao family relies on the Sword Tower, and it just so happens that Pang Jian is the direct disciple of the Tower Master, so I have no choice but to trust him."

Qiao Zhen answered.

"Then, it’s Fu Wangchen of the Desolated Terrains who is being slowly corrupted by the Alien God from the Outer Realm," Ling He pondered while stroking his chin, sighing, "If that’s the case, everyone in the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land might end up dying here."

"I think it’s still wisest to continue hiding."

With those words, he left the forest alone, no longer associating with the people among the trees.

In the cold icy world.

"Individual Cultivator Ling He is most likely a hidden Divine Guard."

Pang Jian no longer used the Bee Insect to monitor every move of that patch of forest.

Seeing Dong Tianze and Qi Qingsong meet up, and that Qi Qingsong wasn’t seriously injured, he finally felt relieved and focused on healing himself.

His strong self-healing ability, combined with the power of the Eight Leaves of Life, quickly closed and scabbed over his torn wounds.

During this time, he also tore at the flesh of a sixth-level Ferocious Beast to satiate his hunger and replenish his depleted Qi and Blood.

His condition thus gradually began to improve.

Who knows how much time had passed.

"Ice Demon!"

"Ice Demon!"

Suddenly, earth-shattering cheers erupted from the top of a snowy peak, shouting the same name.

"Ice Demon!"

Pang Jian’s heart shook, and he hurriedly got up to the top of the mountain, looking intently into the distance.

He immediately saw many Alien Tribes with bodies of ice, waving ice spears, spikes, and cold blades, cheering loudly on the summit.

Atop the summit was a vast Ice Castle with an altar towering high in the center.

Along the edge of the altar stood six huge ice pillars, each carved with unknown runes and symbols.

Lo and behold, it was the altar where the Cyclops communicated with the Ice Demon!

Upon that altar lay a huge heart like an Ice Crystal, expelling a faint mist of Extreme Cold Power.

Most of the mist was rising into the high skies, merging into the thin Misty Sea that Pang Jian had passed through.

In a corner of the altar, several vague figures were overwhelmed by the mist, sitting motionless as if they were being submerged.

The square beneath the altar was filled with countless ice-like Alien Tribespeople, kneeling toward the Ice Crystal heart, gradually being swallowed by the cold mist, as if receiving a baptism from the God Spirit.

"The Ice Castle, a group of strange Alien Tribes, calling out for the Ice Demon in the familiar language of the Human Race..."

Pang Jian muttered to himself, trying to use the Bee Insect’s perspective from above to get a full view of this Fragment Land.

However.

In the external view of the Bee Insect, this Fragment Land covered by a pale mist only showed snow-capped peaks and glaciers, devoid of the vociferous Alien Tribes.

The Bee Insect could neither see the castle atop the glacier nor the huge Ice Crystal heart.

"This cold and white mist is also a kind of blinding spell, preventing the creatures from the outside from seeing the truth within."

Pang Jian realized.

"Inside that Ice Crystal heart, there is a rich concentration of Divine Consciousness."

The Bee King suddenly took the initiative to send a message.

Pang Jian was startled, and upon connecting his perception with it, he saw it take on a new appearance atop the hive.

With its translucent wings folded, its body elongated like a human’s, and its face underwent a startling change into that of a stern-looking young man.

Human face, bee body, aura cold and forbidding.

And the face had a faint resemblance to Pang Jian.

Pang Jian exclaimed, "You look like this?"

"I too can manifest a form and change, just like the Spirit Beasts of Purgatory, transforming into human shape," replied the Bee King with a touch of arrogance, "It’s not complete yet; after a few more transformations, I’ll be able to condense my body into a human form as well."

It then looked outside as if gazing at Pang Jian’s face and continued with the matter at hand, "If we can reach that heart, and refine the Divine Consciousness within, I can breed more Bee Insects, and I myself can undergo a transformation and breakthrough. And you, Master, can also gain more Divine Sense, to forge your own Spiritual Soul."

Pang Jian’s spirits lifted, "What else do you know? That man called you a Ming Prison Soul Bee, said you feed on the Divine Consciousness of the Alien God from the Outer Realm, do you know who you are?"

The Bee King with a human face looked somber and said, "I don’t know my origin or what my situation actually is. All I know is that only through continuous evolution and metamorphosis can I unlock the seals buried within me."

"Master, we complement each other, we are in a relationship that fosters mutual success," it continued.

"Right now, both myself and those little ones I’ve nurtured have too fragile bodies, only able to feed on objects with Divine Consciousness. In the future, as I continue to evolve, I will be able to change this."

"Please help me, Master."

It stood atop the hive, paused for a moment, then added, "The place called Absolute Sky, there is a spot suitable for the beehive to settle. Once this Forbidden Land becomes safe and peaceful, Master, you might consider placing the hive there."

"Master, I need to break through further to have the confidence to leave with the hive."

What it meant was that it wanted Pang Jian to help it steal the concentration of Divine Consciousness within the Ice Crystal heart.

Pang Jian paused thoughtfully.

Compared to Rebel Kid, Corrosion Boundary Vine, and Mysterious Turtle, the Bee King’s speed of developing Spiritual Wisdom was much faster; it almost immediately took on a complete and independent personality.

"Let’s plan this carefully."

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