The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 421 - 400 Attack on the 3rd Realm!_1

Chapter 421: Chapter 400 Attack on the 3rd Realm!_1

Strange ships with bizarre designs roamed the skies of the Demon Spirit Continent.

Many alien warriors riding on flying birds and ferocious beasts searched the area with cold, stern gazes, clearly anticipating something.

When Pang Jian and his group emerged from the land shrouded in Mysterious Fog, the icy eyes of the searching alien warriors, filled with intense murderous intent, instantly focused on them.

It was at that moment Pang Jian realized that they were the ones the aliens had been waiting for.

"It’s them!"

The aliens and ferocious beasts that had been waiting over three-quarters of the visible land surged towards Pang Jian and the others like a torrent.

"There are several Level 8 alien warriors, and Level 8 ferocious beasts too," said Liou Youyu, pressing her lips together as a nervous unease finally took hold of her. "The Level 8 ferocious beasts here are not the same as those in the Brocade Cloud Fragment Land."

She held the Mysterious Heavenly Divine Mirror in her hand.

She constantly adjusted the angle of the mirror as she held it, directing it toward the areas crowded with aliens and ferocious beasts.

With a single shine of the Mysterious Heavenly Divine Mirror, whether it was an alien or a ferocious beast, regardless of their bloodline rank or combat level, she could understand it all at a glance.

But the more she illuminated with the mirror, the more frightened she became, saying, "There are too many of them, and too many powerful ones at that—we’re in big trouble."

Hundreds of aliens and ferocious beasts were of the sixth, seventh, and eighth bloodline ranks, and she had already sensed four that had reached the Level 8 bloodline.

Level 8, which was comparable to the Extinction Realm of the Human Race!

As one of the most outstanding new generations in the Yuan Qing Divine Nation and in possession of the divine artifact Mysterious Heavenly Divine Mirror, she did not have absolute confidence that she could certainly kill a Level 8 alien.

"Retreat deep into the Mysterious Fog or make a break for the sky?"

Dong Wenjian of the Ancient Law Sect shouted inquiringly.

In this situation, they had only two options: either retreat immediately back into the Mysterious Fog, leveraging its mysteriousness for maneuvering, or charge straight back to the Third Realm, facing the pressure of alien encirclement.

Once they entered the Third Realm with the communicators they carried, they would be able to contact the strong from their own sects. If they were close to Universe Heaven or Xuan You Continent, they could also communicate through the Heavenly Eye and the exchange points.

"In my opinion..."

Fan Chen’s face was serious as he sought to find a strategy.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, dull thunder sounded from the depths of the darkened sky canopy.

A storm was coming!

"Those are the elite human warriors!"

A loud, clear shout came from an alien warrior draped in natural battle armor over his shoulders.

He was tall and mighty, with eyes that seemed to burn with molten lava, a Level 8 Flame Clan powerhouse from the Fifth Realm.

"Kill them!"

Upon the back of an Earth Flame Beast he mounted, flames "whooshed" to life all around his body as a burning spear in his hands lanced toward them from midair.

"Thump thump! Crack!"

As the Earth Flame Beast charged madly, the bones of numerous ferocious beasts and spirit beasts exploded, and the shattered bones, controlled by the bloodline of the Flame Clan warrior, turned into thousands of fiery arrows.

The group that had just left the Mysterious Fog had not even fully reacted before they saw a flurry of arrows descending upon them like shooting stars.

"They are fully prepared!"

Fan Chen stomped his foot.

Streams of gold and silver light instantly sank into the ground, his power shattering the rocks beneath to create a sea of gold and silver dust that surged towards the space where the arrows spread and fluttered.

As the dust that twisted senses and visibility appeared, the Flame Clan warrior was momentarily perplexed, and the myriad fiery arrows suddenly lost direction.

Yet the burning spear only grew thicker and longer, turning into a river of flames that seemed to flow from a continent in the Fifth Realm, crossing the sea of dust to reappear before their eyes.

"Go!"

Fan Chen produced an ancient "TAI" character from his forehead, like a majestic golden mountain, blocking the river of flames that the burning spear had become.

"Our only chance is to shoot skyward and make a swift return to the Third Realm. Only then can we escape this calamity!"

Fan Chen took it upon himself to lead the way, saying, "Though only beings of the Extinction Realm can comfortably travel between worlds, I know each of you has your own methods and holds divine artifacts and strange treasures. Even without flying spirit artifacts, you can return to the Upper Realm!"

"Fly away quickly, and I will block those who dare to pursue you!"

"Let the Heavenly Spirit Tower go first, and bring along Ze Zhou, Wu Yuan, and Lin Manhe from the Ancient Law Sect."

Fan Chen issued continuous orders.

After the Flying Fish Ship was shattered, they only had one Heavenly Spirit Tower available. Initially, geniuses from Divine Nations like Fan Chen and Liou Youyu did not take much notice of it.

But now, this Heavenly Spirit Tower, which could also ascend to the Third Realm, had become their vessel of transit.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

Wu Yuan, Zhou Qingchen, and Lin Manhe did not hesitate and immediately entered the suspended Heavenly Spirit Tower.

Dong Tianze was decisive, instantly activating the Heavenly Spirit Tower.

He himself was at the highest point of the Heavenly Spirit Tower, where the phoenix mark between his eyebrows had already been activated. A splendid phoenix quietly perched above his head, like another version of him, gazing down upon the mortal world.

"Not a single living person may leave!"

Above a ship constructed of white bones flew a short, skinny Ghost Clan commander waving a black silk flag.

Within the black cloth of the flag, a bizarre scene suddenly appeared: souls wandering aimlessly.

Countless Dark Spirit Ghosts, including many clan members from beyond the sky, drifted within a dark green river, their spiritual bodies slowly merging into the water.

These Dark Spirit Ghosts were being eroded of their soul imprints, to be turned into nothing by the river.

"Sssss!"

The "TAI" character offered by Fan Chen suddenly emitted dense golden smoke.

The pure spiritual power from Fan Chen was tainted by the Filth Power of the Dark Spirit Ghosts, and the brilliance of the "TAI" character dimmed dramatically.

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled again from the deep gloom of the sky, with lightning accompanying the thunderous crashes.

"Whoosh!"

The sky opened up, and deluges poured down like the Heavenly River had collapsed, flooding the earth from the leaden clouds of the Third Realm.

The pitch-dark sky, the murky rainstorm, the blinding flashes of lightning in an instant.

At this moment, Pang Jian felt a strange sensation, as if he was back in the Solitude Mountain Range, watching that azure Divine Bird floating above his courtyard.

And Hu, who had summoned the Kunpeng Sword, screamed, "Pang Jian, can you fly on your own?"

"I can carry you with the Mysterious Heavenly Divine Mirror," Liou Youyu said urgently.

"I can!"

Pang Jian’s mind stirred slightly, and he found that the bits of black and yellow soil floating in his Spiritual Sea allowed him to use the innate divine skill of the Mysterious Turtle’s shell.

Passing through mountains and burrowing, controlling gravity—these he could switch at will.

As soon as the divine skill to control gravity was invoked, the piece of black and yellow soil floating in his Spiritual Sea silently floated in the air, releasing the alien power of the earth.

And Pang Jian also rose lightly into the sky.

"Good that you can!"

Hu breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she and Liou Youyu, flanking the Heavenly Spirit Tower, stood guard against any surprise attack from alien tribes and Ferocious Beasts, lest Zhou Qingchen and the others couldn’t withstand it.

"I will protect you with Divine Talismans!"

"Speed ahead!"

"Swift as lightning!"

"Rise in spirit!"

Dong Wenjian, who had recently ascended to the Soul Wandering Realm, affixed talisman papers to the Heavenly Spirit Tower. Various arrays contained within these talismans took effect one after another on the tower.

This white tower, whose original materials were unremarkable, not fast enough in flight, nor solid enough, underwent a qualitative transformation.

With the enhancement of numerous Divine Talismans, the Heavenly Spirit Tower was rejuvenated. It was even faster and sturdier than the Sword Boat that Pang Jian had brought from the Sword Tower, soaring through the stormy sky laden with lightning.

"Crack!"

Lightning struck, but the white tower stood unmoved. Instead, the talisman papers attached to it absorbed the lightning, propelling the Heavenly Spirit Tower even faster.

"Your Ancient Law Sect really has a lot of tricky methods," Hu remarked in admiration.

"The ground splits, mountains crumble, evil ghosts shake heaven!"

A ghostly howl that hurt the eardrums came from the collapsing mountains of the Demon Spirit Continent.

Many shriveled and small figures, resembling creatures that lived in the cracks beneath the earth—the Mountain Ghost Tribe—were led by a chieftain, each invoking their bloodline’s secret skills.

A sea of grey-green blood-colored light covered the collapsing and fragmented mountains, enveloping countless pieces of rubble.

"Rise!"

A level-eight Mountain Ghost tribe member shouted while raising their arm.

The ground roared as if an Earth Dragon turned over, lifting thousands of huge boulders.

The boulders, like enormous raindrops flowing upstream, targeted the white tower, and the nearby Dong Wenjian, Hu, Liou Youyu, and Pang Jian.

"Swoosh! Swoosh, swoosh!"

Members of the Flame Clan, Ghost Clan, Black Horn Tribe, Scorpion Clan, and Devil Scale Tribe landed one after another on the stones that shot towards the heavens.

"The black cloud bears down!"

The Black Horn Tribe’s warriors, using ancient and sinister secret arts, drew force from the clouds drifting in the Fourth Realm, pulling out swathes of black clouds.

Within the depths of the clouds, dark and malevolent energy surged, with the thick Filth Power ever more prominent.

"Slash!"

The "one" beneath Fan Chen’s feet turned into a silver blade, shattering the black clouds, cleaving the boulders, and killing several of the level-six and level-seven Alien Tribe warriors.

"Kunpeng dances!"

Hu swung her sword.

The sword light transformed into many large fish with wings of a Kunpeng, slaughtering the Alien Tribes that chased after the boulders.

Liou Youyu’s style of fighting was even simpler; her Mysterious Heavenly Divine Mirror, once it shone on an alien, would reduce them to a mist of blood within seconds.

At this time, Dong Tianze, Wu Yuan, including Zhou Qingchen and Lin Manhe inside the Heavenly Spirit Tower, had not taken action but were on high alert.

Pang Jian was doing the same.

The rain poured like sheets, and lightning slithered like giant serpents and dragons all over the place. Below the dim and dreary sky of the Fourth Realm, a white tower rose gracefully into the heavens.

Alien ships, screeching flying beasts, along with numerous warriors riding giant boulders, were desperately trying to close in on the white tower.

They each employed their bloodline’s secret arts to besiege these elite warriors of the Human Race, with aliens continually plummeting towards the Demon Spirit Continent.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar bellowed from a huge rock pile.

The rock pile suddenly flew out of a skeletal warship, with a muscle-bound Bull Demon Tribe Warrior standing atop it, towering at ten Zhang tall.

His bare upper body, blue-black as fine iron, stood on the rock pile that held an ancient stone axe beneath his feet.

The stone pile at his feet and the axe atop it were ancient stone tools passed down through generations of the Bull Demon Tribe.

As the most outstanding warrior of the Bull Demon Tribe in this era, he had the right to wield these two ancestral artifacts to slay his enemies.

"Hoo!"

As the stone pile drew closer, he swung his stone axe toward the white tower, as if he wanted to cleave open the sky and the seals, seeking freedom and liberation for the beings of the Fifth Realm.

"Whoosh!"

A faint white ripple was drawn out by the axe, and the overwhelming brute strength of the strongest warrior in the Bull Demon Tribe’s history erupted.

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