The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 381 - 360 Annihilation of Soul Wandering_1

Chapter 381: Chapter 360 Annihilation of Soul Wandering_1

"Sword Command can’t be used."

Pang Jian furrowed his brows.

The deaths of Miss Lei and Lei Yu came too fast; he did not have enough time to prepare any defenses and was throttled by a Ghost Mask Man.

He felt some annoyance in his heart, feeling that he had let down Lei Kun, his enthusiastic hospitality, and the high regard he had for him.

"The Sword Command is ineffective!"

The two women grew increasingly frantic.

Sword Tower was not far from here, and if the message could be sent out, Xu Yu, Wang Ce, and others with the power of the Immortal Realm could arrive here in an instant riding their swords.

The crisis would be lifted in the blink of an eye.

And this was the most important reason why the disciples of the Sword Tower dared to act with impunity on this continent.

But now, the Sword Command on which the disciples of the Sword Tower depended had lost its greatest deterrent power.

"Within a thirty-mile radius, the Sword Command cannot communicate with the outside world."

A Ghost Mask Man sneered, "Luo Yuan, Pang Jian, we’ve already thoroughly investigated. The two are indeed the same person. Luo Yuan, in the Third Realm’s Cloud Thunder Forbidden Zone, has had contact with the Individual Cultivator, Lei Kun."

"From the moment Lei Qie, the only son of Lei Kun, was spotted riding the Landscape Spiritual Boat in Water Moon Town, he has been targeted."

"Luring Lei Qie into gambling, making him bet even his sister, but deliberately leaving him with Spirit Jade so he could catch a sailing boat to Sword Tower..."

The eyes revealed by that person were filled with mockery as he spoke, "Everything those people did was for this moment, to confirm your past route and to deduce your return path."

"Pang Jian, even if you have hidden your realm and possess the power of the Soul Wandering Realm, today you will not escape this calamity!"

"Tower Master’s Direct Disciple? Future lord of the Sword Tower? Heh, is that a position you can shoulder?"

As he spoke, the encirclement of the three people was complete.

Eagle and Vulture Talons, White Bone Blood Flag, Vajra Circle, these three artifacts had also locked on Pang Jian.

"Junior Brother Pang! Don’t worry about us. If you can escape, then escape! Remember to find out who’s behind this and seek vengeance for us!"

Zeng YuLan screamed from the Sword Boat.

Song ZiHe bit her silver teeth, still struggling to activate the Sword Boat, but it seemed welded to the ground. No matter how hard she tried, it just wouldn’t lift off the ground.

Lei Qie was still buried in tears, not yet recovered from his grief.

Pang Jian said coldly, "Whether I can shoulder it or not, that’s a matter for the future. In any case, you won’t see it."

With a thought, he knew the connection with Mysterious Turtle and Corrosion Boundary Vine was not interrupted, meaning he could leave if he wanted and could also draw strength from those two miraculous objects.

"Huh!"

Heart of Winter, sunk in the Spiritual Sea, quietly emerged, like a clear and transparent crystal heart, descending towards the Sword Boat.

"Shh shh!"

Thick Cold Fog poured out from the cold and fierce spherical heart, enveloping the entire Sword Boat.

Pang Jian’s figure descended, standing above the Heart of Winter as if stepping on an Extreme Cold Star.

He said softly to the three people in the Sword Boat, "Don’t worry, no more people will die."

"Whether people die or not, who lives and who dies, that’s for us to decide!" a Ghost Mask Man cackled.

The blood-colored banner with a bone for its mast suddenly emitted a crimson blood light, attempting to manipulate the blood within Pang Jian’s body.

However, the White Bone Blood Flag, which was effective on normal blood, couldn’t trouble Pang Jian at all.

Pang Jian, who had cultivated the Great Creation Sacred Body to the Refined Blood Realm, had Blood and Flesh Essence Energy in each drop of his circulating blood that was several dozen times that of normal blood.

That White Bone Blood Flag trying to manipulate Pang Jian’s blood was like trying to move a millstone with a bamboo stick.

"This child is wicked!"

The one wielding the White Bone Blood Flag shrieked, panic flickering in his eyes as he said, "The Sword Tower does not focus on tempering the fleshly body, yet the flow of his blood is like a raging waterfall!"

Pang Jian frowned, "Are you from Blood Moon?"

"A renegade!" the man responded with a cold huff.

Nodding, Pang Jian said, "It makes no difference, then let’s start with you."

A brilliant silver rainbow shot forth.

This radiant silver light carried a profound and ancient Sword Intent, like a sky full of stars on a dark summer night, locking onto the man handling the White Bone Blood Flag with its deep Sword Intent.

In a hundred acres of void, twinkling stars suddenly appeared, shining as brightly as the most dazzling diamonds.

"Stars, Bright Moon, cold force."

Pang Jian, using the recently comprehended "fusion" technique, mobilized the similar attributes of stars, moon, and cold force, employing the True Essence of Sword Tao taught to him by Pu Zhaotian to cast a wondrous art.

Amidst the brilliant stars, a crescent moon slowly enlarged, like the fierce eyes of the Moon Goddess being narrowed.

The stars and the crescent moon together shined upon the position of that man.

The self-proclaimed Blood Moon renegade felt disoriented, as if he was standing amidst the vast outer space.

Before he could admire the celestial view, he felt the stars and the crescent moon suddenly showing intense malice toward him.

Additionally, a coldness sprouted from his spiritual soul and dantian, making his thoughts sluggish.

The profound connection he had with the White Bone Blood Flag also began to be infiltrated by a mysterious coldness, slowly freezing over.

"Zhao!"

The Ghost Mask Man holding the Vajra Circle shouted a harsh warning.

In his eyes, his comrade was swallowed up by the thin mist emitted by the spear, and he saw a silver rainbow weaving through the stars, rapidly approaching his companion.

But his companion, oblivious, was still dazedly staring at the crescent moon.

"Boom!"

The one who warned with a harsh shout suddenly saw a blazing sun coming towards him.

In the burning flames, Pang Jian, with a calm expression, flashed a cold smile at him.

With a numb scalp, he hastily sacrificed the Vajra Circle.

A golden tunnel suddenly appeared, and within the glowing tunnel that condensed from the light, he fired beams of light to attack the oncoming Pang Jian.

Yet, before the boundless golden light could approach Pang Jian, it was crushed by the ferocious power radiating from his body. Like a Ferocious Beast from ancient times, Pang Jian destroyed all the golden hoops blocking his way and accurately pinpointed the individual wielding the artifact.

When Pang Jian was within striking distance, he suddenly unleashed a Firm Cover laced with thunder and lightning and slammed into the man’s flesh and blood form.

"Crack! Crack!"

The man from the same Soul Wandering Realm collapsed like a paper figure, his bones all shattered.

A pale ghostly soul shadow suddenly flew out from the Vajra Circle in the void, screaming as it fled, "We can’t earn this money!"

His body perished upon contact, and he sought to escape with his soul at the first opportunity, hoping to find a chance for reincarnation.

"This is the Soul Wandering Realm? Barely withstands a single blow."

Along with Pang Jian’s whisper, flashes of blinding lightning burst from inside the Vajra Circle, shattering it and several more bolts of lightning chased after the fleeing soul.

"Pft!"

The pale soul shadow dispersed like smoke.

On the other side, the one wielding the White Bone Blood Flag was also killed by a spear that detected his intentions and pierced through his heart.

His soul never even managed to escape from his flesh and blood before the power of the "Ice Soul Demon Sutra," which froze and shattered souls, obliterated it.

As the Sword Boat landed and was protected by the "Heart of Winter," within the blink of an eye, two attackers were dead.

Through the cold fog, Zeng YuLan and Song ZiHe, who could see the battle outside, their eyes slowly lit up with admiration.

Song ZiHe’s sweaty palms trembled as she spoke in her skinny frame, "Sister, he, he..."

Zeng YuLan exclaimed, "He is in the Soul Wandering Realm!"

Song ZiHe nodded emphatically.

Lei Qie, who had never experienced such a battle, with red eyes looked up to see the last person holding Eagle and Vulture Talons fleeing, also killed by a spear through the heart.

That man’s soul flew out of his skull and was pierced by a beam of blinding golden light.

Just as his body was slain by the spear, his soul too was cleaved by the golden light.

The three individuals from the Soul Wandering Realm, together attempted to assassinate Pang Jian, but one by one, like papermen, they didn’t last even a quarter of an hour before being killed by him.

"Thud! Thud thud!"

Three bloody heads, flying over the cold fog, landed next to the bodies of Miss Lei and Lei Yu.

"Consider it vengeance for the mother and daughter. I will also unearth the one behind the scene."

Pang Jian commented as he stepped into the Sword Boat.

He retracted the "Heart of Winter" back into his palm, then hid it in his dantian, and declared solemnly, "Nine out of ten, it was the work of Su Yue or Zhou Wenhao."

"It should be."

As Zeng YuLan spoke, her gaze landed on the three faces exposed by the removal of their masks, "They are all Individual Cultivators. I can’t say exactly what they are called, but I have some impression of them."

Song ZiHe whispered, "Soul Wandering Realm’s Individual Cultivators, worth enough for my master to care a little."

As the peak master of Severed Fate Peak, Xu Yu was responsible for arranging people to collect news from the various worlds in Purgatory. Being her Direct Disciples, Zeng YuLan and Song ZiHe also handled related affairs.

The two women, suppressing the shock in their hearts, came closer to identify the bodies and were certain that all the deceased were Individual Cultivators.

"Let’s go back to Sword Tower first. Once we return, comparing these three with the albums of Severed Fate Peak will reveal their identities and actual realms," Zeng YuLan said with pursed lips, suddenly asking, "Junior Brother Pang, what exactly is your realm?"

"It seems that I’ve stepped into the Soul Wandering," Pang Jian replied truthfully.

"Soul Wandering..."

Zeng YuLan laughed bitterly, reflecting, "You’re very likely the youngest Soul Wandering Realm practitioner in the entire history of Sword Tower. I’ve read about you, and according to Elder Qi, you’re just over twenty years old, not even thirty, right?"

"Yes."

"No wonder the Tower Master took you as a Direct Disciple," Zeng YuLan said, appearing somewhat disheartened.

Song ZiHe spoke softly, "At the same Soul Wandering Realm, the way you killed those three was like killing those of a lower realm."

Both were deeply struck by Pang Jian.

The two women, who were of the Hollow Profound Realm and a bit older than Pang Jian, had also previously taken pride in their status as Inner Sect Disciples.

Having accompanied Pang Jian on an outing and gone through a minor crisis, their pride and conceit... were torn to shreds.

...

At the entrance to Equal Cloud Town,

Elder Yao Junhong, Wang Ce, Xu Yu, and Chen Weihuang of Litian Peak were all standing in front of Qi Feng, their expressions stern as they looked up into the sky.

"This is outrageous! How long has Pang Jian been in Sword Tower? First framed using the Source Demon as an excuse, and after the poisonous scheme was exposed when they saw they couldn’t force him out, they actually provoked Individual Cultivators to commit murder directly!" Xu Yu’s head erupted with anger.

Indeed, there were many sparks flickering around her head.

"Zeng YuLan, Song ZiHe, my two useless disciples, almost got dragged into disaster too!" Xu Yu glared with icy eyes toward the cluster of peaks behind her, "Bao Tianzhi, Cheng Yu, Wei Zheng, these three early-stage Soul Wandering Realm Individual Cultivators, have nothing to do with Pang Jian!"

"Without someone instructing them, without someone promising them a substantial reward, I really can’t think of any reason they’d have the guts to lay hands on our Sword Tower disciples!"

"Let alone Pang Jian, even an Outer Sect Disciple, they would need to weigh the consequences!"

"This is still the Qitian Continent where our Sword Tower is rooted!"

"In recent centuries, Sword Tower has never experienced such a heinous event! We must investigate thoroughly, and to the very end!"

The more Xu Yu thought about it, the angrier she became.

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