The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 417 - 396 The Duty of a Realm God_1

Chapter 417: Chapter 396 The Duty of a Realm God_1

The Mysterious Fog surged, its mist being drawn by His overwhelming power, returning to the Boundary Wall behind Him.

As a tenth-level Spirit of the Earth, He possessed the power to shake heaven and earth. The strength He left behind in this space continued to push the Demon Spirit Continent bit by bit.

He would fulfill His ideal. The Demon Spirit Continent would soon completely break free from the Mysterious Fog and become an integral piece of land in the Fourth Realm.

According to His vision, the Demon Spirit Continent would become another sacred land, capable of accepting new Demon Races like Spirit Beasts and Ferocious Beasts.

He willingly paid the price with His own downfall and demise, to seek a haven for the future Demon Race. He longed for more beings like Him, like the Primordial Serpent and the Heaven Phoenix, to emerge as tenth-level existences.

He tirelessly pursued the path of strength for the Demon Race and sought out opportunities for all newly born members of the race.

His grand ambition, His quest, His emotional journey surged unceasingly at the end of the Sea of Consciousness.

Pang Jian and others were unaware of the complex emotions that drifted through the space in front of His forehead, at the place where He resided.

Pang Jian paused in silence.

As if traversing through epochs, he felt the ancient Mysterious Turtle’s arduous journey in seeking the right to survive for the Demon Race.

The Mysterious Turtle’s sorrow and pain, the helplessness when betrayed, the passion when rallying again, the unyielding obsession...

Pang Jian experienced these feelings attentively, with his soul gradually being touched.

Later, he no longer stayed in place but crossed over the Mysterious Turtle’s broad shell to the location of the Boundary Wall.

He wanted to do something for the Mysterious Turtle, to see if he could extract this ancestor of the Demon Race, who had dedicated everything, from the Mysterious Fog within the Boundary Wall.

However, he ended up doing nothing in the end.

Because the Mysterious Turtle was dead; it was His leftover power that continued pushing forward what He had wanted to accomplish in life.

Currently, the continent was slowly moving away from the Boundary Wall, and the Mysterious Fog enveloping the continent was also returning.

If things were already following the Mysterious Turtle’s life plan, and he, in his presumption, carelessly destroyed the Mysterious Turtle’s scheme, wouldn’t that leave the Mysterious Turtle unable to rest in peace?

Suddenly.

"You promised me."

A sad and disappointed voice quietly arose from the "Purgatory Gate."

Pang Jian was startled.

He saw that behind the copper plate, the words "Purgatory Gate" had disappeared, turning as smooth as a mirror.

An old man, his body wrapped in black and yellow turtle shell, looking gaunt and ancient, gazed at him across seemingly endless time and space with a pair of green eyes.

The old man’s face was full of wrinkles, his breath weakening, and he looked so frail as if he might die of old age at any moment.

In His eyes, deep as an ocean, there was a fullness of discontent.

He felt deeply disappointed with the Human Race, with the world, and even with Himself.

"It was the past generations of Realm Gods who first persuaded me and made promises to me, that I rallied all the Great Demons to war. And yet, you failed to fulfill those promises in the end."

"You Realm Gods owe our Demon Race."

"We gambled everything and gave our all, but we did not receive the world that should belong to us."

"..."

The image of the old man slowly faded away.

This scene, sealed on the back of the copper plate for who knows how many years, seemed to have been waiting for this moment to appear at the true body of the Mysterious Turtle.

— To be seen by Pang Jian.

It was deliberately preserved by the previous Realm Lords, to let this generation’s Realm Lord know the responsibility he should shoulder and the debt owed by their Realm Gods!

"It was the Realm Lords who successfully persuaded the Demon Race to join the war! And the True Gods of the Human Race, they did not fulfill their promises after the war, leaving the previous Realm Lords unable to explain to the Great Demons like the Mysterious Turtle."

"But every generation of Realm Lords still remembers."

"After countless years, this image of complaint and disappointment from the Mysterious Turtle has been sealed within the copper plate for each generation of Realm Lords to see."

Pang Jian muttered to himself softly.

Suddenly, he felt the copper plate in his hand become exceedingly heavy.

From the moment his father hung the copper plate around his neck, he was also handed a heavy burden.

"I will do my utmost to fulfill the promises made by the previous generations of Realm Lords and give the Demon Race the treatment they deserve!"

Pang Jian held the copper plate and vowed softly.

"Whoosh!"

A burst of red light suddenly shot out from the fallen Mysterious Turtle’s forehead and circled Pang Jian’s body.

The red light overflowed with vitality, instantly subjecting him to a new round of Body Refining and forging.

Pang Jian’s spirit shook, and he felt submerged in a vast sea of Qi and Blood.

"The Mysterious Turtle’s shell shattered, but there is still a breath of its shell on me, and the copper plate is also a symbol of identity."

He had a stroke of insight, realizing this was a gift from the tenth-level Mysterious Turtle.

He did not dare to delay, immediately entering a state of Body Refining cultivation, silently circulating the "Great Creation Sacred Body."

Jade Body Realm, Phantom Bone Realm, Refined Blood Realm, Golden Body Realm, Creation Realm, Rebirth Realm.

"Whoa!"

He emanated a radiant golden light all over his body, appearing like a golden statue suspended in the air, receiving the worship of countless beings.

The majesty, the solemnity, and the inviolable sense of sacredness spread from his body, mind, and Spiritual Soul.

His flesh and blood were dazzling golden, and without the protection of a Firm Cover, he remained unaffected by the Mysterious Fog.

The hardening and refinement of his flesh also awakened his golden Spiritual Soul.

"Hoo!"

His Spiritual Soul floated out of his body and hovered in the Mysterious Fog, transforming into a massive golden Spirit Pot with the method of the "Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell," withstanding the erosion and abrasion of the Mysterious Fog.

In the later stages of the Soul Wandering Realm, the Spiritual Soul should fearlessly endure scorching lava, able to stay within the Mysterious Fog for a moment.

Putting aside the fiery lava and water for now, his Spiritual Soul was in the Mysterious Fog feeling more comfortable than in the Firm Wind, without the indescribably painful sensation.

"My Spiritual Soul naturally adapts to the Mysterious Fog, like a fish to water."

Pang Jian had a realization.

...

At the edge of the mainland.

"Dong Tianze!"

"Zhou Qingchen!"

"Wu Yuan!"

A Heavenly Spirit Tower sped forth, and as Lv Yan Shu and the others prepared for battle, Zhou Qingchen, Wu Yuan, and the emerging Dong Tianze simultaneously exclaimed in shock.

"Dong Tianze from the Yin Spirit Temple of the Third Realm, the guy who returned from the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land."

Relaxing his guard, Lv Yan Shu couldn’t hide his surprise and asked, "Were you also tricked into coming here by Zhou Yi?"

Both in the Spirit Condensation Realm, Dong Tianze was one of the few on the list of fame who had continuously improved his ranking after emerging from the lower world.

He naturally assumed that Dong Tianze was one of the unlucky ones.

"Zhou Yi? No. By the way, how come you two are in this godforsaken place?"

Dong Tianze, finally encountering living people and seeing familiar faces like Zhou Qingchen and Wu Yuan, showed a strange smile on his face.

This smile made Zhou Qingchen and Wu Yuan feel uneasy.

The two were unaware that after Dong Tianze’s fall, commanding the Heavenly Spirit Tower to whiz through the Mysterious Fog-covered continent, he had not encountered a single living being until now.

And he had gotten lost.

Having wandered aimlessly for ten and a half days, and thinking he was going to die old in the Mysterious Fog, he was naturally overjoyed to see Zhou Qingchen and Wu Yuan.

"Organized by Zhou Yi from Jiuli Sect, initiated by Hong Qiming, many people were deceived into coming here," Zhou Qingchen briefly explained, then asked, "What about you?"

"I fell with the meteorite..."

The two quickly exchanged information.

"That Meteorite Sea from the Third Realm fell into the Demon Spirit Continent? Above us, is it the place where the Heaven Phoenix from the Third Realm once disintegrated?"

"The Heaven Phoenix, one of the strongest level 10 Spirit Beasts! Did the Phoenix Bone just coincidentally appear above the Mysterious Fog-covered Demon Spirit Continent after its demise?"

"Does He have any connection with this continent and the Mysterious Turtle?"

The group engaged in a fervent discussion, their imaginations running wild.

A moment later.

"Pang Jian is also here."

Dong Tianze became quite relaxed, no longer in a hurry, he said, "This continent is quite friendly to me, I have managed to break through my realm here, advancing to the Soul Wandering Realm."

Zhou Qingchen and Wu Yuan looked at each other and snorted simultaneously.

After a while, Fan Chen, the Flying Fish Ship, and the Kunpeng Sword returned together from the depths of the Mysterious Fog.

And at this moment, before they had the chance to inquire about Pang Jian’s whereabouts, before Hu had the chance to figure out the origin of Dong Tianze, the God and Demon Origin Academy, which should have been at the center of the Demon Spirit Continent, unexpectedly reappeared in everyone’s field of vision.

"God and Demon Origin Academy!"

Knowing the mystery of the Illusionary City and the oddity of Ling Yimo inside, everyone suddenly became as if facing a great enemy.

Inside the grandiose Illusionary azure city, the figure of the girl from the Gui Sacrificial Sect reappeared. Her gaze swept over everyone, confusion in her eyes.

Seemingly puzzled about Pang Jian’s whereabouts.

She sighed softly and mysteriously within the God and Demon Origin Academy.

Her Spiritual Soul was also dressed in a white skirt, with many blue and purple runic symbols on the hem. Now, these symbols fluttered and swirled, condensing into a series of mysterious arrays.

The God and Demon Origin Academy, originally as unsubstantial as a reflection in the water, was gradually gaining a sense of reality.

"Roar!"

"Howl!"

Souls of dragons, giant beasts, and the Divine Bird flashed from the windows of the God and Demon Origin Academy, soaring and roaring within the city.

Countless Ferocious Beasts and Spirit Beasts, what Fan Chen had referred to as souls of the Demon Race, began to become visible one by one.

Higher-leveled members of the Demon Race, even Demon Souls, took on human forms as they talked and laughed freely, as if recounting the glory of the Demon Race.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

The Demon Spirit Continent shook, splitting open with fissures as strange lights burst forth from beneath the ground.

The strange lights, infused into the Illusionary God and Demon Origin Academy, seemed to solidify the ephemeral city and restored the might of the Demon Souls to their former glory.

"Soul Departure!"

Ling Yimo uttered softly.

"Hah!"

Shen Yanxi from the Desolated Terrains was the first to project her Spiritual Soul, as a Soul Body, towards the floating God and Demon Origin Academy.

"Save me!"

Shen Yanxi shrieked, struggling desperately, attempting to pull herself back with her physical hands.

But her Spiritual Soul was uncontrollably drawn to the God and Demon Origin Academy, arriving in front of Ling Yimo.

Her mouth, previously pursed, opened quietly and then grew larger and larger.

In front of everyone, she swallowed Shen Yanxi’s Spiritual Soul whole as if savoring a delicacy, chewing contentedly, sending chills down everyone’s spine.

"Lv Yan Shu."

Ling Yimo mumbled, her mouth full.

Coming from the Pure Land, Lv Yan Shu’s Spiritual Soul shrank into a crystal-clear legal orb within her own Sea of Consciousness.

At her call, the orb within her Sea of Consciousness shattered.

Without the orb’s protection, Lv Yan Shu’s Spiritual Soul, following after Shen Yanxi, was swallowed even more quickly by Ling Yimo.

"There is no delicacy in this world that compares to this."

Ling Yimo’s smile grew even more brilliant.

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