The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 336 - 316 Malicious Great Elder_1

Chapter 336: Chapter 316 Malicious Great Elder_1

Outside The Frozen Land.

When Pang Jian manifested again, his understanding of the four Fragment Lands in this part of the world had deepened.

The four originally separate lands had been forcibly brought together here by some power, with the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land completely exposed, revealing its true form from above.

All Alien Tribes from outside could navigate their ships to and from the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land without any obstacles.

With a fallen Fire God and two Fragment Lands from the shattered Thunder Divine Court, there were barriers of flame and thunderbolt.

To cross them wasn’t too difficult, but the true nature of these lands was hard to discern from the outside.

The barrier of Divine Power in The Frozen Land was the most terrifying; it allowed entry but no exit.

"The Alien God with the body of a spider and the face of a man, the Alien God worshipped by the Ghost Clan, and that Observer, they can all transmit their Divine Consciousness over here. Yet, the people of the Ice Tribe in The Frozen Land are unable to communicate with the Ice Demon through a complete altar..."

"The Alien God’s puppet bodies roam the other two Fragment Lands, but they never come to The Frozen Land."

"It seems that even the Alien God knows there’s something strange about The Frozen Land."

After pondering for a while and exploring all four Fragment Lands, Pang Jian reached a conclusion.

The reason the Ice Tribe couldn’t communicate with the Ice Demon they worshipped through what they called the Altar of Praying to God might be because of the terrifying barrier of the Divine Power.

Only he could freely enter and leave The Frozen Land through the "Purgatory Gate" that he was able to cross.

As for the puppet bodies used by the Alien Tribes from the Outer Realm to communicate with the Alien God, once they entered The Frozen Land, the connection between the puppet bodies and the Alien God might be severed.

"It should be so."

Thinking this, Pang Jian intended to return to The Frozen Land.

"Wait a moment!"

The Bee King called out softly and then started summoning the Bee Insects.

A full dozen Golden Bee Insects arrived in a flash through the "Purgatory Gate" and disappeared into the bronze plaque.

"Master, to target the Divine Consciousness that desires the Heart of Winter, we need the help of these little ones,"

the Bee King stated.

"You’ve thought this through thoroughly,"

Pang Jian responded with a slight nod.

After a moment of contemplation, he turned his attention to the Bee Insect that followed Qi Qingsong and spoke the truth directly.

"Listen carefully, everyone."

"On the other three Fragment Lands, each has its own curiosities. One is called the Forbidden Land of the Thunder God with the fragmented Thunder Divine Court; another harbors the corpse of a fallen Fire God."

"..."

Atop the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land, a Golden Bee Insect diligently recounted the wonders of those three continents.

"You little rascal, went to the three Fragment Lands on the sly?"

Qi Qingsong exclaimed, "Pang Jian, which Fragment Land is safer? Also, where do you plan to go, and when will you take us with you?"

"Each of the three Fragment Lands has its own marvels. Truly mysterious and unpredictable," Zhuang Yuyan’s eyes shone with fascination.

Dong Tianze kept quiet, still using Pills to treat his injuries, seeking to recover as quickly as possible.

"I will leave a Bee Insect here to stay in touch with you. Once I confirm that everything is safe, I will tell you where to go; just wait a little longer,"

said Pang Jian.

Elsewhere.

Amidst the overwhelming cheers of the Ice Tribe, Pang Jian, who had descended from the sky, once again stood atop the altar at the summit of the Sacred Mountain.

Then, he was immediately surrounded by seven excited Ice Tribe Elders.

"You can actually go out!"

"For a million years, you are the first one who could leave The Frozen Land after entering!"

"Mysterious guest, can you tell us what you saw in the world outside?"

The seven Elders bombarded him with questions.

"There are three Fragment Lands bordering The Frozen Land. One of them comes from my Purgatory World, and the other two suddenly appeared from other worlds, inhabited by the Flame Clan and the Thunder Clan,"

Pang Jian recounted the situation outside once more, looking at the mist-shrouded sky, he said, "I believe that it is because of the Heaven Forbidden barrier hiding The Frozen Land that you can’t leave nor communicate with the Ice Demon."

He moved closer to the enormous "Heart of Winter," careful in choosing his words, he said cautiously, "It seems that the perennial mist released by the Heart of Winter is what sustains the Heaven Forbidden."

"The Heart of Winter?"

"You’re saying that the Heart of Winter, which helps us cleanse our flesh and bones and protects us from outsiders, is the reason for the existence of the space restriction?"

"How could this be?"

"The Heart of Winter is a Divine Object left by the Ice Demon; it has always been protecting us!"

"Without it, our Ice Tribe couldn’t possibly have endured this fragmented world until now. Without it, The Frozen Land would have long been conquered by invaders from the Outer Realm, and our lineage would have been extinct."

The disbelief of the Ice Tribe’s Elders was palpable.

Ignoring their doubts, Pang Jian asked directly, "Can you feel the Divine Consciousness within the Heart of Winter?"

The most ancient of the Elders, clutching a staff, stared strangely at the gigantic Ice Crystal heart, and said, "All I know is that all the buried ice corpses, their flesh and residual souls, are absorbed by it. In the past, there were also some special existences surrounded by peculiar consciousness that were likewise absorbed by it."

"And through this staff in my hands, I can see glimpses of scenes from the residual souls that have been drawn into it."

He offered the staff, white as glacial bone, to Pang Jian, earnestly saying, "We share a common belief, and you carry the aura of the Ice Demon. Perhaps you can also sense it through this staff."

"The Divine Consciousness you speak of must be the strange consciousness absorbed from some stone puppet bodies."

"Why don’t you feel it and see?"

After the speech, the scepter was placed in front of Pang Jian.

Pang Jian subconsciously received it.

"Hoo!"

Thick and extremely cold white mist suddenly released from the translucent scepter, enveloping the entire altar.

Everyone outside the altar could no longer see what was happening inside, unaware of what had occurred.

At this moment, the extreme cold power had spread over Pang Jian’s entire body, instantly freezing him.

On this altar, used by the Ice Tribe and Ice Demons to communicate with their deity, he became an ice sculpture holding a scepter, with the strange power from the scepter turning into crystal-clear ghostly electricity, coursing towards the many areas where his power was stored.

The Dantian Spiritual Sea, Creation Divine Pool, heart, and Spirit Sea of Consciousness.

Pang Jian, frozen by the extreme cold power, saw the freezing of his Dantian Spiritual Sea, the Creation Divine Pool, the heart’s Eight Leaves of Life, Mysterious Turtle Shell, all sealed by the cold force from within the scepter.

Even his Sea of Consciousness, where strand upon strand of his greyish Divine Sense was also being invaded and frozen by the cold power.

Only those golden Divine Senses that contained Divine Consciousness, under the scepter of the most powerful Elder, could still fly normally, still circulate freely.

"Great Elder!"

"What are you doing?"

"Why have you frozen our guest?"

The other six Elders were at a loss, their expressions suddenly changing.

"What has happened? The altar, why is it completely submerged in white mist?"

The Ice Tribe members below, watching the pale mist surrounding the altar becoming dozens of times denser in an instant, were all bustling with discussion

At this moment, they couldn’t even see the faces of the Elders, they could only see the glowing "Heart of Winter."

On the altar.

The Great Elder who had handed the scepter to Pang Jian explained with an indifferent tone, "Instead of asking questions one by one, not knowing if the answers will be true or false, it’s better to search his memories directly!"

"But he shares our beliefs, he too worships the Ice Demon," said an Elder.

"But he is not of our tribe," the Great Elder said, staring into Pang Jian’s eyes with a cold voice, "Even if he is of the same tribe, if he does not live in The Frozen Land like us, he cannot be trusted!"

"Do you still remember the golden Bee Insect that fell from the sky?"

"It carried a similar aura to this human!"

The Great Elder, with a cold face, supported the "Heart of Winter" with one hand while the other pressed against the shoulder of Pang Jian, who had become an ice sculpture.

Said, "With the Heart of Winter, I will unlock all the secrets on him! Then, I will not only know whether he is telling the truth or lies but also understand what relied on to leave The Frozen Land!"

"I must find the method that allowed him to leave The Frozen Land!"

The Great Elder’s eyes showed intense icy light.

The other six Elders, seeing the light emanating from his eyes, knew that what he truly wanted was the method to leave The Frozen Land.

"I am soon to die, if I cannot leave, I will end up like all of my ancestors."

The Great Elder, looking at the others, calmly said, "Since his arrival has shown me a glimmer of hope, I will absolutely not miss it! Once I can leave, you, and the entire Ice Tribe abandoned here, will have a chance to escape!"

He immediately exerted his magic power.

"Hoo!"

Within the ice crystal-like "Heart of Winter," countless fragmented souls shrouded in bunches of ice mist, were transmitted from the Great Elder’s palm through his body to Pang Jian’s inner being.

Soon, bunches of fragmented souls wrapped in ice mist began to surface in Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness.

"Whiz! Whiz, whiz!"

The unrestricted strands of Pang Jian’s golden Divine Sense, following his thoughts, flew towards the edge of his Sea of Consciousness and quietly vanished.

Pang Jian, whose entire body was froze save for his golden Divine Sense, communicated with the Bee King for a moment, and seeing that both Bee King and the Bee Insect within the hive were unharmed, he let out a slight sigh of relief.

"Prepare for battle."

He sent a thought and then calmly and composedly waited for the Ice Tribe Great Elder to come.

A moment later.

"What a vast Sea of Souls!"

"Never have I seen such an expansive Sea of Souls in any other Alien Tribe! Foreigner, you are indeed extraordinary!" the Great Elder exclaimed in surprise.

"Forgive my rudeness!"

A trace of his faint Shadow of Soul was also engulfed in a bunch of ice mist.

Through the Divine Power of the "Heart of Winter," his Shadow of Soul also appeared in Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness.

Within Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness

Gradually, hundreds of bunches of ice mist, carrying the strong remnant souls of Alien Tribes that had perished in The Frozen Land, floated above Pang Jian’s ordinary frozen Divine Sense.

"Tear of Winter."

The ice mist, swirling with cold air, upon the Great Elder’s words, condensed into droplets of tears.

The transparent tear droplets, which had trapped the unextinguished remnant souls within the "Heart of Winter," were ignited by the Chilly Ghostly Flame at that moment.

The remnant souls of Alien Tribes wailed mournfully, enduring the torment of soul burning, as their will and spirits were gradually worn down.

And the droplets of crystal clear tears suddenly surged with an insight force, attempting to extract Pang Jian’s memory scenes from his frozen Divine Sense and from the interiors of the "Spring Eyes" that emerged Divine Sense.

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