The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 406 - 385 God and Demon Origin Academy_1

Chapter 406: Chapter 385 God and Demon Origin Academy_1

Inside the breast wall of the dragon.

Pale-skinned, light as if weightless, the boneless Ling Yimo, her delicate figure wrapped in a white dress.

Around the hem of her dress, there were strange green and purple symbols adorned.

As she flew through the air, the edges of her dress fluttered lightly, those green and purple symbols moving with it, as if ghosts lived at the edges of her garment.

At this moment.

"Under the breastbone of the dragon, there are some ancient texts buried, but they are covered by frost."

She pointed to the thick rock ice and said to Pang Jian, "I hope you can extract the extreme cold power from within the rock ice, so that those texts can emerge intact."

She earnestly explained, "I can break the frosty cold crystals, but I’m afraid I might damage those texts buried for who knows how many years by accident."

Pang Jian nodded lightly.

Being watched by this girl from the Gui Sacrificial Sect, he had the strange feeling that his thoughts were being seen through.

With a thought, he suddenly realized that Ling Yimo’s qi and blood were extremely low.

So low, it was like that of an ordinary cultivator at the Marrow Cleaning Realm.

This meant that the gifted girl from the Gui Sacrificial Sect, after successful Marrow Cleaning, had not paid attention to the tempering of her physique.

Moreover, not only was her physical body weak, but the spiritual power wandering within her body... didn’t feel refined or pure enough.

Physique, Spiritual Sea, and Spiritual Soul are the fundamentals that measure a strong person; not only did she lack prominence in the first two aspects, she was so weak that Pang Jian found it odd.

However, when Pang Jian tried to sense her Sea of Consciousness and Spiritual Soul, he suddenly felt pressured!

Pang Jian’s proud golden Spiritual Soul, when facing this Spirit Condensation Realm girl from the Gui Sacrificial Sect, couldn’t penetrate the mysteries of her soul, and he even felt a faint sense of suppression.

It’s not to mention that the girl’s realm was weaker than his; even peers at the Soul Wandering Realm who were Great Cultivators couldn’t make him feel pressure on a spiritual level.

"You..."

Seeing her looking at him, Pang Jian, with a stiff scalp, said, "Your soul is quite powerful."

"Mhm, my soul has been different from ordinary people since I was young."

Ling Yimo explained softly and then gestured to the thick ice again, indicating that Pang Jian could start.

"Oh."

The inwardly shocked Pang Jian summoned the "Heart of Winter" from his dantian, using the secret skill left by the Ice Demon to extract the power embedded within the icy cavern of the walls.

Threads of extreme cold alien power gradually entered the "Heart of Winter," and the solid ice blocks quietly melted away.

Before long, the dragon’s skeleton, over ten thousand feet long, no longer emitted a pale white luster and started to appear rusty.

Time, as if passing through millions of years, had corroded and besmirched the giant dragon’s skeletal remains.

"Its skeletal dragon body has been eroded in the Mysterious Fog for who knows how many years. Because the Dragon Heart retained the power of cold ice, it could keep the dragon bones smooth like jade, but now..." Hong Qiming of the Demon Sect said with an indifferent expression, "The corrosion of the bones has still come."

Wu Yuan remained silent.

"You never told me that he had another Divine Object on him, and it even comes from an Alien God of the Outer Realm," Hong Qiming frowned.

As the fourth in the list of the Soul Wandering Realm, older than Wu Yuan, he considers himself a future pillar of the Demon Sect.

In his eyes, the new generation’s Wu Yuan was a talent to be nurtured.

Privately, he saw Wu Yuan as his right-hand man, hoping that Wu Yuan would stand by him in the future to seize the Sect Master’s throne.

"Things from the Outer Realm are sensitive, Pang Jian didn’t want people to know," Wu Yuan explained.

"Wu Yuan, remember one thing, you come from the Demon Sect, not the Sword Tower," Hong Qiming looked deeply at him, saying gravely, "Both our Demon Sect and the Sword Tower have been striving to return to the First Realm in recent years. The Tower Master of the Sword Tower and our Sect Master of the Demon Sect will only ever consider their own Sect."

Wu Yuan replied indifferently, "I’m not interested in the position you want."

"I know, that’s why I always think of you," Hong Qiming huffed lightly, then continued, "I will strive for benefits for you and keep them for you. But I also hope that in the future, you will stand by my side."

He sensed subtly that after coming out of the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land’s trial, Wu Yuan had developed a delicate sense of trust for the small group formed by Pang Jian, Zhou Qingchen, Dong Tianze, and Qi Qingsong.

Recently, Wu Yuan mentioned Pang Jian and Dong Tianze more often than anyone else in the Demon Sect.

Feeling something was amiss, Hong Qiming decided to knock some sense into him, reminding him of his identity.

Wu Yuan responded coolly, "Hmm."

...

"Drip-drip!"

Drops of ice water slid down one after another.

On the dragon’s breast wall, one by one, bizarre texts covered by rock ice also began to appear.

"Crack!"

The chest bone of the Frost Giant Dragon, suddenly fractured without the solidifying support of the thick ice and spread to the entire dragon’s skeleton, causing the ten-thousand-foot-long dragon body to loudly crumble.

Pang Jian and Ling Yimo from the Gui Sacrificial Sect flew out together. Those texts had been deeply imprinted in his mind.

However, he did not know the specific meaning of those texts.

"Little sister Ling, did you get any information?" Shen Yanxi quickly asked.

A group of people from the strongest Sects, ranking high in the Soul Wandering Realm and the Spirit Condensation Realm, focused their gaze on Ling Yimo.

The couple from the Ancient Law Sect, who were openly engaged in affectionate exchange, also looked over curiously.

Although Ling Yimo of the Gui Sacrificial Sect was at the level of Spirit Condensation Realm, no one dared to neglect her.

They knew well that this girl had limitless potential and might even hope to surpass the True God Ghost Mother in the future.

The origins of the girl were also shrouded in mystery, only their elders knew a sliver about it.

"God and Demon Origin Academy, third-generation offspring of the dragon, Frost Giant Dragon, level ten."

Ling Yimo said softly, "I saw these words. The script is not from our Purgatory World. None of the current scripts, including those of the Heaven Clan, Devil Scale Tribe, Ghost Clan, all tribes, resemble it."

"Yet I recognize it."

She looked calmly at the people around her.

Pang Jian, who was next to Hu, was startled and couldn’t help but look at her and then at the others.

It was very strange that these supreme beings from different worlds didn’t find it odd at all.

In the end, Pang Jian looked towards Hu.

Hu coughed lightly, first taking out the Sword Command from her waist and then holding it in her palm to touch Pang Jian’s Sword Command.

Pang Jian, understanding her intent, held the Sword Command and immediately saw Hu’s name appearing within a Sword Light Symbol.

The message from Hu also came through: "This girl’s Spiritual Soul has been different from ordinary people since she was young. She can use her soul to peer into the depths of the Alien God’s traces left in Purgatory."

"Even the Ghost Mother of the Gui Sacrificial Sect suspects... her soul is from beyond the heavens."

Hu, who usually spoke her mind about anything, could only communicate about Ling Yimo through the Sword Command.

A human body with an alien soul?

If this really were the case, then what on earth was Ling Yimo?

The more Pang Jian heard, the more shocked he became.

"There are many extraordinary things. If you can’t comprehend them, don’t try to," Hu’s voice came again. "Like the Boundary Wall and Mysterious Fog, haven’t we and the Alien Tribes who once ruled this world still not figured out what they are precisely?"

Pang Jian nodded slightly.

Shen Yanxi exclaimed in surprise, "God and Demon Origin Academy?"

"Third-generation of the dragon? Level ten?" Cai Shaoheng from Black Valley changed his expression.

"Level ten!"

Lv Yan Shu from the Pure Land also stepped out from the dragon’s fragmented bones.

Hovering above the rust-stained skeleton, he queried, "Does the appearance of a level ten dragon mean there is a third-generation? Are there fourth and fifth generations?"

"God and Demon Origin Academy, God and Demon Training Field..." Zhou Yi took a deep breath, his expression grave as he looked behind him.

Behind him, the depth of the murky Mysterious Fog covered more territories of the continent.

Suddenly, he had the feeling that at the deepest part of this continent stood the God and Demon Origin Academy from which emerged the third-generation giant dragons.

"The history of this continent might be even more ancient than the civilization of our Human Race," said Fan Chen from the Taiyi Divine Kingdom suddenly.

Dressed in white, he floated at the dragon head’s bone, his handsome face showing astonishment.

"We’ve all heard that Alien Tribes from the Outer Realm call our Purgatory World the God and Demon Training Field. And I, after years of tracing the history of Alien Tribes and Spirit Beasts and visiting various Fragment Lands and Forbidden Lands in the major worlds, have actually come to some conclusions."

Fan Chen paused for a moment and looked at the people around him with a solemn expression. "Alien Tribes, they shouldn’t be indigenous to Purgatory! It’s as if at some point they were suddenly thrown into Purgatory World."

"Spirit Beasts, Ferocious Beasts, all sorts of colossal creatures, they seem to be the original rulers of Purgatory before."

"And our Human Race..."

Fan Chen frowned deeply, saying, "is also without a trace to be found."

"You all stay here while I go explore deeper," said Ling Yimo from the Gui Sacrificial Sect.

Though her cultivation was only at the Spirit Condensation Realm, she floated towards the other end of the land like a specter.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, she vanished from everyone’s sight.

She seemed like a ghost capable of teleportation, moving instantly from the location of the dragon’s bones to... the depths of the land shrouded in Mysterious Fog!

Zhou Qingchen couldn’t help but yell out, "She, she’s entered the Mysterious Fog!"

Born in the Fourth Realm, he always harbored a reverence for the Mysterious Fog, having been taught how mysterious and terrifying it, along with the Boundary Wall, were, making it forbidden for all creatures.

Although he had been in and out of the Mysterious Fog, Zhou Qingchen still feared it immensely and hadn’t expected Ling Yimo to enter so decisively.

Zhou Yi, however, remained calm, simply stating, "We wait for her to come out."

Since the Jiuli Sect and Gui Sacrificial Sect were located on the same continent, he naturally knew of Ling Yimo’s oddities and also knew that the Ghost Mother had invested everything in this girl.

In the eyes of the Ghost Mother, Ling Yimo was her way to understand beyond the heavens, her key to uncovering the secrets of the gods.

"Zhou Yi, there are Alien Tribes nearby," said Hong Qiming, his expression darkening. "Didn’t you say that all the nearby Alien Tribes had been dealt with?"

"They must be new arrivals," Zhou Yi was not perturbed and after thinking for a moment he said, "This place is on the edge of the area, Alien Tribes and Ferocious Beasts won’t deliberately come here. I believe, for the time being, no powerful Alien Tribes have noticed this place."

"Should we report this to those above?" asked Fan Chen.

"No need," Zhou Yi shook his head and said indifferently, "I’ll handle it."

He vanished quietly.

However, after a long, long time, he did not reappear.

Similarly, Ling Yimo from the Gui Sacrificial Sect, who had entered deep into the Mysterious Fog, seemed as if lost and did not step back out.

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