The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 366 - 345: 3000 Godhood_1

Chapter 366: Chapter 345: 3000 Godhood_1

Above the sea of clouds, individual cultivators vented their indignation.

Below the sea of clouds.

Pang Jian, with the help of the mysterious properties of Panshi Fragment Land, used his spiritual soul to secretly observe and heard all the conversations.

He immediately learned that the divine countries of sects in the First Realm now viewed the Third Realm of Purgatory as a battlefield for combating the Alien Tribes.

Recently, flying spirit artifacts from the First and Second Realms kept coming to the Third Realm to transport mortals, as well as many cultivators of low realms.

According to the judgment of the First Realm’s powers and sects, the concentration of the Filth Alien Power surging from below decreased as it rose higher.

Once it spread to the Third Realm, cultivators at the Hollow Profound Realm only needed to wield their Spiritual Power Strong Shield to resist the contamination of the Filth Alien Power and had the strength to fight the Alien Tribes.

For this reason, the Hollow Profound cultivators of the Third Realm were not accepted by the ships above.

The great figures who had come instructed all Hollow Profound cultivators of the Third Realm to report to the continents of Universe Heaven and Black Nether, to accept the command of the uppercomers.

Sects, noble families, individual cultivators—all were being called up.

Many defiant individual cultivators, fearing becoming cannon fodder, refused to be dispatched and sought out remote areas to hide.

Some individual cultivators from nearby fragment lands came to this Meteorite Sea, which was close to the Mysterious Fog of the Third Realm but no longer of interest to all parties.

They planned to hide first and observe the situation.

After all, they didn’t want to be the first wave, the main force fighting the Alien Tribes below.

"The big sects above knew early on that the Filth Alien Power would continue to surge upwards; the Alien Power is still very dense in the Fourth Realm, making it difficult to fight the Alien Tribes there."

"That’s why they chose the Third Realm as the first battlefield."

"This time, it seems they mean to fight for real."

Pang Jian pondered and communicated secretly with the Mysterious Turtle, "After the contamination of the Filth Alien Power, will you ascend or shrink into the Mysterious Fog?"

"I will take the fragment land and enter the Second Realm," the Mysterious Turtle responded immediately, uneasily adding, "I, as well as those living in the Flame Fragment Land, probably won’t adapt to the filthy environment."

Pang Jian was surprised, "The Ice Tribe is also one of the Alien Tribes, and they can’t endure it either?"

"Yes. Unlike those Alien Tribes suppressed in the Fifth Realm, the Ice Tribe does not know how to temper their bodies with Filth Alien Power. And to adapt, it takes an extremely painful process, with many deaths, before finding a way for the bloodline and Filth to coexist," the Mysterious Turtle explained.

"Understood."

He thought about the Cyclops Clan, which provoked the Old Thunder Dragon and was expelled to the Lower Realm; many of their members died from the inability to withstand the Filth Alien Power.

The Wood Tribe, along with many Alien Tribes that once flourished on higher realms using nature’s spiritual energy, also went through a period of hopeless and dark days.

Many other tribes faced extinction and never got a chance at rebirth.

As the population of the Ice Tribe was already scarce and no powerful cultivator of level eight had emerged, once contaminated by the Filth Alien Power, the tribe might perish quickly.

"The fragment land you got from the Mysterious Fog is truly marvelous!"

The Mysterious Turtle roared with excitement from underground.

It moved from beneath one fragment land to another in the blink of an eye, relishing the presence of thunder and cold veins nearby, recently thinking about ways to strengthen these veins.

That was its area of expertise. Since Pang Jian couldn’t get involved, he left it to its own devices.

Pang Jian’s focus remained on the refining of his essence blood, the comprehension of the Dao markings of the Thunder Pond, and the tempering of his spiritual soul.

...

Gradually, the number of individual cultivators above the sea of clouds increased, and occasionally, Cloud Sails drifted about, moving over the sea of clouds below.

The awakened Mysterious Turtle, with its own power, maneuvered the fragment land, setting up a cold fog barrier while avoiding the Cloud Sails that appeared above.

Pang Jian slowly realized that the cold fog of The Frozen Land, mixed with the nature’s spiritual energy, had come under the control of the Mysterious Turtle.

A thin layer of cold fog wound around the converging fragment lands, forming a barrier that blocked the perceptions of external powerhouses.

"There was once a magical barrier that enveloped the entire Flame Fragment Land, connecting with glaciers, snow-capped mountains, and the bright cold veins beneath the earth. This barrier... it seems to have lost its miraculous effect only after you took the Heart of Winter," the Mysterious Turtle lamented.

"Also, I feel that the altar seems to be able to communicate with something in the outer world."

"It just requires a special ritual."

The Mysterious Turtle, pondering the mysteries of the earth below the fragment lands, occasionally expressed its sentiments and realizations.

Pang Jian was secretly shocked and quickly said, "Don’t mess around! That Altar of Praying to God can communicate with the Goddess of Cold Crystal from the Outer Realm, and Her descent is not a trivial matter!"

"God Spirit? Like the Alien God with a spider body and a human face inside the possessed puppet?"

The Mysterious Turtle’s reply carried a disdainful tone, and it arrogantly said, "Having merged these two fragment lands, my power has increased. Here, in Panshi Fragment Land, I can exert power that exceeds my own level."

"Such a being, unable to descend in its true form and only with the body of a puppet, would be easy for me to strangle."

"We don’t need to be so fearful."

The level seven Mysterious Turtle, possessing the power of level eight in Panshi Fragment Land, was comparable to a Human Race cultivator of the Extinction Realm.

In the Third Realm, beneath this sea of clouds, it indeed had the capital to be haughty.

"Let’s not rush. Wait until you’ve advanced to level eight and possess the power of level nine here, able to resist a Human Race Immortal Realm cultivator, then we’ll pursue other things," Pang Jian advised.

"Alright," the Mysterious Turtle acquiesced.

...

The Second Realm.

On Qitian Continent, the Sword Tower.

A space teleportation array suddenly lit up, and two people appeared.

"Qi, Zhuang, the Tower Master and several Elders have been waiting for a long time!"

A blue-clad Inner Sect Disciple of the Sword Tower, with a look of astonishment in his eyes, exclaimed, "Hearing that you two were still alive, the Tower Master’s excited voice startled everyone!"

"That Divine Crane from the Pure Land, did it say everyone died?" Qi Qingsong snorted.

"Yes, for over two years, it was the only beast that flew out of the Mysterious Fog where the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land is located." The man sighed, "It also made it clear that there were many Alien Clan creatures, along with bodies of Alien Gods emerging. In such a terrifying situation, who could escape?"

"You two..."

He clasped his hands and sincerely said, "Truly, you have astronomical luck!"

"Alright, the Tower Master and the rest have been waiting for a long time, you should hurry over," he said.

The man pointed towards the grand meeting hall.

"Okay."

Qi Qingsong and his companion didn’t delay any further.

Moments later.

Pu Zhaotian, Guanghe, Yao Junhong, Wang Ce, and several Elders all listened with somber faces to the accounts of Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan.

"Crack!"

The dome of the great hall split open, revealing a bright moon and numerous dazzling stars.

All Elders looked up to the sky, feeling oppressed in their hearts, as if they saw Alien God Spirits lurking outside, hunting.

And the prey were the True Gods of the Human Race who had finally broken through the Heaven Forbidden and stepped out of Purgatory.

"The Human Race will be ambushed by many Alien Gods the moment they break the Heaven Forbidden and enter the Outer Domain Galaxy!"

"Damn it! After all these years, not a single True God has managed to return successfully, could they have all been killed by those Alien God Spirits?" Pu Zhaotian stomped his foot and cursed.

The other Elders were filled with righteous indignation, furious to the point of wanting to achieve Divine Enthronement immediately and unite to strike at the Outer Domain Galaxy, to seek justice from the Alien Tribes’ Gods.

"The news you’ve brought back..."

Yao Junhong’s face was grave as he said, "No matter how many have died, it’s worth it! We never imagined that upon escaping Purgatory, the True Gods would be met with an encirclement of Alien Gods!"

"Our ancestors were truly awesome!" Wang Ce suddenly became impassioned and said with longings, "They actually shattered one of the Divine Temples in the Boundless Starry Sky, ruled by the Gods! The Purgatory Human Tribe, despite becoming the public enemy of the Outer Domain Gods, still performed feats that I deeply admire!"

"Because of the Great Tribulation that occurs every one hundred thousand years, the phenomenon of Absolute Sky and three Fragment Lands simultaneously appearing in a mysterious fog occurred." Guanghe, with a steady character, pondered, "A God Spirit with a complete divine body entered our world through that Flame Fragment Land."

"No wonder, the Heavenly Tribulation Pillars have been stirred into chaos."

Guanghe looked towards Zhuang Yuyan, with a frown, "You said earlier that the woman named Luo Hongyan emitted a stronger aura than that Flame God Spirit?"

Zhuang Yuyan nodded, "I am sure Her Godhood is higher."

"Low-rank God, Middle-level God, High God, and beyond that... the Sovereign." Pu Zhaotian interjected.

As the Tower Master of the Sword Tower and one who knew the insider stories, he said, "The myths and legends about these Alien Gods were recounted by the consciousness that descended through puppets, as well as in the ancient records of powerful tribes like the Heaven Clan."

"It is also said that, at the peak of the Hall of Gods located in the Outer Domain Galaxy, there were three thousand Godhoods."

"The three thousand God Spirits have always been the limit of the Hall of Gods’ Godhoods, each said to correspond to three thousand paths to divinity."

"But there have always been only four Sovereigns."

"A Sovereign, descending to our world in a unique body, vanished on the fifth level of Purgatory. His arrival, as well as the full emergence of that Flame God Spirit..."

Pu Zhaotian’s face turned ugly.

"I must immediately go to the First Realm!"

No sooner had he spoken than he flashed in the Sword Tower’s Space Teleportation Array, then disappeared in an instant.

"Where did that kid Pang Jian go to?"

"How come he didn’t return to the Sword Tower with you guys?"

"Pu Zhaotian, that guy, he knew Pang Jian was alive and was clearly very happy, yet he held back and didn’t ask."

"Heh, he might not have asked, but who knows how many messages he sent into that kid’s Sword Command."

"Strange though, that kid has not responded, it seems to be intentional."

Once Pu Zhaotian left, the Elders of the Sword Tower immediately became less restrained when talking to each other, addressing Pu Zhaotian by his given name, appearing slightly disrespectful.

"Master, I request a spell for body tempering." Zhuang Yuyan suddenly said.

"Elder Guang, I’d like one too." Qi Qingsong said, shamelessly.

"You two have made immense contributions; I will need time to determine the precise value. But the news you’ve brought back is enough for you to freely choose treasures from the Tower," Guanghe first nodded in agreement.

He narrowed his eyes, and a sudden flash of light appeared as he said, "Both of your Spiritual Souls are different from ordinary people, could it be... you’ve condensed divinity inside?"

"Master, you know about this?" Zhuang Yuyan was amazed.

"With Purgatory opened, and the gaze of Alien Gods cast this way, one can obtain the Divine Consciousness of the slain Alien God puppets," Guanghe said sentimentally, "Recently, the Tower Master has made all the collected body refining techniques available for the disciples to choose and diligently practice."

"Master, why didn’t you tell us earlier?" Zhuang Yuyan complained.

Guanghe made it clear, "I only knew about it recently as well."

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