The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 340 - 320: Divine Sense 3000!_1

Chapter 340: Chapter 320: Divine Sense 3000!_1

Time flew by.

Pang Jian, who had witnessed the profound changes in the Profound Ice Realm and the fall of a God Spirit, still had his eyes closed, unconscious.

Though his body remained still, his Spiritual Sea within his dantian, his Sea of Consciousness, were undergoing earth-shattering changes every moment.

The abnormal changes in him miraculously reflected on the six massive ice pillars, and the strange patterns on the ice pillars also occasionally shone brilliantly, enlarging or shrinking.

"It’s been a long time, and he still hasn’t awakened to tell us what happened."

An ice tribe Elder, thin as a rake, pulled out an ice hourglass used to measure time, and said with a frown, "Judging from this hourglass, he has maintained this state for a full half month."

Several Elders sighed, each one feeling incredibly weary.

They had to comfort their tribespeople below, ponder how to produce the "Heart of Winter," and think about the future of the Ice Tribe.

The death of the Great Elder, Ice Blue, had left them without a pillar to lean on, and despite their discussions, they couldn’t come to a conclusion.

"There’s no way."

The Second Elder, Ice Plain, said with weary helplessness, "We can only continue to wait. As long as he doesn’t leave and stays at the Altar of Praying to God, we can only wait for him to provide an answer."

"Can’t we force it?" asked the gaunt Elder with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Force it? I’m afraid it would cause problems with the Heart of Winter."

Ice Plain’s face turned cold as he snorted, "The Heart of Winter is a Divine Object left to us by the Ice Demon, and now it has disappeared within him. We don’t yet know why the Heart of Winter is inside him, nor what state it’s in."

"So..."

Ice Plain barked, "Continue waiting!"

"Alright."

Time hurried along, and another ten days passed.

That day.

An Elder with a face full of wrinkles, Ice Surplus, stared blankly at a towering ice pillar, gazing at the bright stars above, and suddenly stood up.

Her eyes suddenly shone with the brilliance of cold stars, sensing a strange and novel power quietly flowing through her blood.

Deep in her heart, specks of starlight twinkled, becoming brighter and brighter.

"Whoosh!"

The stars within the ice pillar she had been staring at, like the starlight in her heart, also grew gradually brighter.

"Crack!"

A mysterious heavenly sound resonated within her heart, like the shattering of shackles.

"Swoosh!"

The beam of Frosty Divine Light that had previously shone on Pang Jian, now released from a nearby glacier, showered upon Ice Surplus, infusing her with a vast surge of Extreme Cold Alien Power.

This sight stunned everyone, and countless eyes converged upon her.

"I, I..."

Ice Surplus began to speak but couldn’t help but cry, tears streaming down her face. She knelt down with her forehead touching the ground and said, "I have broken through the sixth level limit of our bloodline!"

"I am now at the seventh level."

She began kowtowing to the ice pillar, it was unclear whether she was worshiping the Ice Demon or the stars on the pillar.

"Ice Surplus!"

"You, you’ve broken through your bloodline?"

"The Frozen Land, which constrains our level six limit, you’ve broken through it?"

The other Elders suddenly howled ecstatically.

Their loud howling, contagious in nature, erupted in the Ice Castle and rapidly spread to the nearby snow peaks, plunging all tribespeople of the Ice Tribe into a frenzied state of celebration as if they had been possessed.

"The heavens have opened their eyes!"

"The Ice Demon has noticed us!"

Several days later.

"My bloodline has reached level six!"

Ice Halberd, Ice Cloud, and several other pinnacle fifth-level members of the Ice Tribe.

They stood beside the six massive ice pillars, gazing at the suns, moons, stars, leaves, Thunder Vortices, and turtle shells emerging from within, and they too started receiving mysterious bloodline breakthroughs.

A few more days passed.

The Second Elder, Ice Plain, staring at an ice pillar entwined with Thunder and Lightning, finally managed to merge a strand of Thunderbolt power into his heart, also obtaining a promotion in his bloodline like Ice Surplus.

"Level seven!"

Ice Plain, holding the Frost Wand aloft, shouted.

After the death of the Great Elder Ice Blue, the Ice Tribe, trapped in this Fragmented World, had successively birthed two warriors with level seven bloodlines!

The Ice Tribe was thus opening a new Chapter!

And then...

The six Elders of the Ice Tribe informed all tribespeople, instructing them to study the strange patterns inscribed on the pillars beside the six towering ice pillars at the Altar of Praying to God.

As a result, members of the Ice Tribe started to achieve breakthroughs in their bloodlines successfully.

"It must be the favor of the Ice Demon!"

"The God Spirit we worship has likely heard our prayers; He has imprinted the aid to our bloodline breakthroughs within the ice pillars through this guest who shares our faith!"

"It has to be!"

The elated tribespeople of the Ice Tribe had long forgotten the death of the Great Elder Ice Blue and no longer blamed Pang Jian.

"Perhaps, we can leave The Frozen Land!"

Ice Cloud, a young leader, after obtaining the permission of several Elders, rode a flying creature towards the heaven, attempting to escape from this eternally sealed world.

"Boom!"

The Heaven Forbidden remained in place, and he, after several failed attempts with Fei Hu, returned dejectedly to the Altar of Praying to God.

"Do not be disheartened, we are moving along the correct path. Once our esteemed guest awakens, he will be able to impart the Ice Demon’s teachings to us, so we will know what to do," Ice Plain consoled everyone.

In the days that followed, these Ice Tribe members, full of hope for the future, pondered the mysteries inscribed on the six ice pillars while patiently waiting for Pang Jian’s awakening.

...

Within the Spiritual Sea of Pang Jian’s dantian, a massive Ice Pool lay in the dried-up Spiritual Sea.

Exuding coldness, the Ice Pool cradled the "Heart of Winter" at its bottom, with Golden Bee Insects whizzing around the perimeter of the icy heart.

Occasionally, a Bee Soul would flash by.

Within Pang Jian’s Spirit Sea of Consciousness.

From each "Spring Eye," golden Divine Consciousness surged forth continuously, while the originally murky Divine Sense, after entering the "Spring Eye" beneath the Sea of Consciousness, would become gilded as if coated with golden honey, transforming into golden Divine Consciousness as well.

The empty and silent Sea of Consciousness, filled with Pang Jian’s dense golden Divine Consciousness, multiplied from a little over a hundred to more than a thousand!

And all were golden Divine Consciousness infused with divine essence!

Bee Insects, gathering the Divine Consciousness of the Alien God imprisoned within the "Heart of Winter," traveled back and forth within Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness, brewing mouthfuls of golden psychic honey.

Time passed, and the quantity of golden Divine Consciousness within Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness grew from one thousand to two thousand, and then over two thousand.

Until three thousand!

Three thousand golden Divine Consciousness, resembling three thousand golden waterfalls, they hung like the supposed three thousand Great Tao of some mysterious world within Pang Jian’s endlessly expanded Sea of Consciousness.

At this point, no matter how the Bee Insects regurgitated golden psychic honey, they could no longer produce new strands of golden Divine Consciousness.

Pang Jian, unwilling to give up, tried again and again, only to discover that he could not refine another strand.

"Has my potential reached its limit?" He pondered, seeking to communicate with the Bee King.

"It’s not the limit of your potential; the limit for the Divine Sense of the Purgatory Human Tribe before condensing the Spiritual Soul should be three thousand."

"If you seek to refine more Divine Consciousness, I suspect that you must first manifest the Spiritual Soul again. Once the Spiritual Soul is forged, your essence will be transformed, and perhaps new Divine Consciousness might emerge."

"That’s my guess, but it may not necessarily be the case."

The Bee King responded.

As it answered, a dense swarm of bees continued to buzz about, with numbers already in the hundreds.

"This harvest has been extraordinarily abundant; I had never expected that so much Divine Consciousness of alien gods from the Outer Realm would be frozen around the outer ring of this object."

The Bee King was full of emotions.

Bee Insects continued to draw on the Divine Consciousness within the "Heart of Winter," but no longer dripped golden psychic honey into Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness.

——Because Pang Jian temporarily had no use for it.

"The limit of the Human Race..." Pang Jian’s mood surged with excitement.

He thought of the Purgatory World of his time, where manifesting over a hundred Divine Senses at the Hollow Profound Realm was enough to be labeled a genius.

So what should he call his three thousand Divine Senses?

If he could only expand during an opening of Purgatory, when the attention of Outer Realm alien gods was focused here, then he would indeed be living in an era rife with both risks and opportunities.

What about when coupled with a grand meeting that happens only once every hundred thousand years?

"Is the limit of the Human Race at the top among all the various tribes in the heavens?" Pang Jian asked casually.

The Bee King pondered in silence.

Using its sensitive perception, Pang Jian observed the space it resided in, and his surprise stirred again.

Within the "Purgatory Gate," deep within the mysterious Mysterious Fog, the beehive had expanded a hundredfold!

It hung suspended in the void like a mountain of insects, with thousands of bee pupae in hibernation, yearning for Pang Jian’s Qi and Blood power to break out of their cocoons.

More Bee Insects were bustling about, depositing psychic honey within the beehive.

As the honey solidified, nourished by the peculiar sustenance within the beehive, it transformed into new bee pupae.

It was only then that Pang Jian felt his own weakness and discovered that his Qi and Blood was a mere fraction of its peak state.

After sensing himself quietly, he realized that aside from the vitality needed to maintain his body’s normal survival, the excess Blood and Flesh Essence Energy was being absorbed by the bee pupae within the beehive.

"Master, do you need to hear the truth?"

Through silence and reflection on the past, the Bee King gleaned some memories, watching from within the vast beehive.

Pang Jian felt uneasy and responded, "I do!"

"For me, every Bee Insect I spawn can be considered as one of my strands of Divine Sense and can also act as an avatar. However, they actually have independent Spiritual Intelligence, which just needs time to be awakened."

"As you see, there are currently over seven thousand."

"But that is not my limit, not by far."

"With enough Divine Consciousness, the total number of Bee Insects I can currently spawn should be over nine thousand. To be precise, it is nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."

"Not exceeding ten thousand is my limit, which is over three times your three thousand Divine Senses."

The Bee King candidly revealed the truth.

Pang Jian remained silent for a long time before asking, "Is it because you were gifted? Are the Ice Tribe, Flame Clan, Thunder Clan, and Ghost Clan far behind?"

"Hmm, maybe so," The Bee King mused, stirring up more memories, and said, "I remember that the Human Race does not have very high innate talents, not standing out in any particular aspect. Your soul talent is inferior to mine, to the Ghost Clan, to the Ghost Demon Clan. There are over a dozen tribes that exceed the Human Race in this aspect."

"In terms of the flesh and blood body, the Human Race is even at the very bottom, incomparable to the vast majority of tribes."

"But for some reason, I feel that many tribes are afraid of the Human Race, considering the Purgatory Human Tribe to be heretical and different kinds."

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