The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 437 - 416 The Other Side of the Demon_1

Chapter 437: Chapter 416 The Other Side of the Demon_1

Beneath the deep sea, numerous small demons such as shrimp and crabs were countless.

If their bloodline had not reached the eighth level, without the ability to transform, all such demon beasts would simply be called "small demons."

However, in the mouths of the human race, demons below the eighth level were still referred to as "Spirit Beasts."

Only when reaching the eighth level, capable of transforming into human form, and possessing wisdom comparable to the human race, would such great demons be regarded by the older generation of cultivators as an equal Wisdom Race—the Demon Race.

"Huh!"

Some huge shells, carrying humans who also conjured Spiritual Power Strong Shields, could also be found moving about underneath the deep sea.

When those humans saw Pang Jian and Hu, they revealed surprised looks, and someone called out from afar, "Granny Bai, these two guests look quite unfamiliar, where do they come from?"

The eighth-level White Python, with an arrogant demeanor, pointed at the Sword Commands hanging at the waists of Pang Jian and his companion.

"Sword Tower!"

The human race cultivators moving about underwater clicked their tongues in awe and hurriedly bowed in reverence.

The white-robed old crone scolded, "Lord Yuan Min wishes to see the esteemed guests, you all scatter far away."

"Understood!"

The individual cultivators on the shells vanished into thin air in a trail of smoke.

"There are many small forces in the Fragment Lands near the Saint Spirit Continent, with whom we have exchanges. They bring us food, medicinal herbs, and gemstone mines from the various worlds in Purgatory that we need. They also take away special stones from us that can help human race cultivators increase their cultivation."

The old crone casually explained.

Pang Jian nodded slightly, releasing his overwhelmingly powerful Divine Sense to penetrate the deep sea world with himself at the center.

Palaces constructed of coral and gemstones, resembling the abode of the Sea God, were spread across different areas on the ocean floor.

Within each uniquely shaped, peculiar palace, there were activities of the Demon Race with immense Qi and Blood that he could sense, seventh level, eighth level, and even so-called Demon Kings of the ninth level—there was more than one of each.

Besides the Demon Race, there were also numerous...humans.

Near some palaces, in the sand and mud, there clearly lay the desiccated bones of the human race, not the least bit concealed, brazenly exposed.

"You’ve indeed killed quite a number of people," Hu frowned and said.

"Over the centuries, too many individual cultivators of the human race, along with disciples from major sects, insisted on exploring the lands controlled by our demon race. Accustomed to the practices of the outside, thinking the Saint Spirit Continent was just like any other world, they ended up buried here," the old crone said with a chilling look in her eyes.

She bit her sharp teeth and suddenly laughed coldly, "Aside from the Saint Spirit Continent, how do you think our Demon Race lives on other lands and Fragment Lands in Purgatory?"

"I was originally a demon from the Third Realm, living on a piece of Fragment Land. But from the time I first had memory, all the demons of that land were hunted by your human race cultivators."

"Skinned, de-boned, our hearts and claws taken to be used in the making of pills and artifacts."

"Even if we killed some of the lesser cultivation ones, it wouldn’t take long before stronger Great Cultivators grouped up to come. Our ultimate fate was to be killed by higher-tier cultivators working together, our bodies turned into their trophies."

"I struggled desperately, preying upon demons of the same level as me, and eventually, I was fortunate enough to come to our Demon Race’s Holy Land—the Saint Spirit Continent."

"It was here that I truly found the dignity that belonged to our Demon Race! Finally, I understood that our Demon Race also has a piece of land where we can live just like the Human Race."

The old crone pointed casually.

The greyish-brown skeletons in the mud suddenly became incredibly clear.

"Those scions from the Second Realm believed that they could still hunt and skin demons as they pleased in the Saint Spirit Continent, just like they did in the outer world. Clearly, their elders didn’t instruct them well enough, not telling them that they shouldn’t set foot on the Saint Spirit Continent!"

"The bones over there come from the Eastland of the First Realm, a team from one of the three Divine Countries."

"They plotted and organized, wanting to hunt demons on the Saint Spirit Continent!"

"And there’s more..."

With a cold expression, the old crone pointed towards piles of skeletons, listing the origins of the deceased as if she were reciting from a treasure trove of knowledge.

The skeletons encompassed all realms!

Even the Protector and disciples from Jiuli Sect, Gui Sacrificial Sect, Desolated Terrains, Pure Land, and Ancient Law Sect remained forever on the ocean floor of this marine area.

"The True God, he didn’t rage over this?" Pang Jian asked curiously.

"With countless disciples under the most powerful sects, they didn’t teach them well, didn’t restrain them well, and if they carelessly died in our Saint Spirit Continent, who is there to blame?" the old crone said harshly and angrily, "Our Demon Race has been slaughtered by so many cultivators outside this continent, who can we reason with?"

Pang Jian immediately fell silent.

Because what she said was true.

Before long, a densely structured palace on the ocean floor came into Pang Jian’s view. The great demons who had departed earlier, led by Haifeng, were all transformed into human form, waiting in front of the palace.

"Granny Bai!"

They first paid their respects to the white-robed old crone, then cheerfully greeted Pang Jian and his companion with a cupped-fist salute.

It was only upon arriving here, just before entering the palace, that Hu casually held the Sword Command and sent out a message.

She even boldly said to the white-robed old crone, "I’m just passing on a message to my master."

The old crone frowned but remained silent.

Hu’s expression suddenly became strange as she held the Sword Command and coughed twice, saying to Pang Jian, "Master just flew into a thunderous rage, scolding me harshly. It’s all because you haven’t taken the initiative to reply to him sooner."

Pang Jian’s expression remained unchanged as he said, "Let’s talk about it later."

"You should think carefully about how you will explain it to him yourself."

Only then did Hu signal to the Great Demon in the sea to lead the way.

Deliberately sending a message before entering the palace and meeting Demon King Yuan Min was to let Pu Zhaotian know her and Pang Jian’s whereabouts, to prevent the Great Demons from harboring ill intentions.

She knew her master’s temper well, and the Demon Kings of the Saint Spirit Continent should be equally clear about it.

If she and Pang Jian were to encounter trouble in Demon King Yuan Min’s waters, Pu Zhaotian would surely come to this sea area personally, his sword aimed at none other than Demon King Yuan Min himself.

Given Pu Zhaotian’s level of cultivation, aside from the Old Thunder Dragon that slumbered in the Dragon Cave, no other Demon King would be his match.

Moreover, Pu Zhaotian had the strength of the entire Sword Tower behind him, along with several cultivators from the Immortal Realm.

"Please!"

The white-robed old woman personally led the way.

Under the curious and astonished gaze of many Great Demons and lesser demons, Pang Jian and company proceeded deep into the palace to a grand hall carved from various crystal gemstones.

Gemstones, bright pearls, and vessels of gold and silver could be found throughout the hall.

The cultivated and elegant Demon King Yuan Min, dressed in an indescribably lavish purple and gold magical robe, sat on a white jade chair, looking at them with a smile and introduced himself, "I am Yuan Min."

"Gold Carp."

"Black Stork."

Pointing to two demon-transformed individuals at his side, he said, "These are my good friends."

A male and a female Demon King, both of the ninth-ranked bloodline, sat on either side of him.

Behind each of these two Great Demons stood several eighth-ranked Great Demons.

In the ornate palace hall, all demons transformed into humans, causing Pang Jian to mistake the place for a human Sect’s territory.

There were also many young girls and fair, tender young boys bustling about the crowd like butterflies among flowers, offering rare delicacies and fine wines to everyone.

The crude and lewd Great Demons, with salacious smiles on their faces, would grab their preferred girl or... boy into their embrace to indecently play with.

The boys and girls, holding Water Avoidance Beads in their mouths, were actually Cultivators of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, their faces sporting stiff smiles, but their eyes filled with deep-seated fear.

"Why are you hiding? Do you think you’re still in the outside world? The moment your people handed you over to us, your lives were in our hands!"

An emaciated demon-transformed individual suddenly bit into the snow-white neck of a young girl, viciously sucking the blood from her body.

To him, her young blood seemed ten times sweeter than the fine wine in his hand, and he drank heartily with a look of intoxication and satisfaction on his face.

"Crack!"

Another young human man had his neck abruptly snapped by a female Great Demon.

Unable to resist showing her true form, the demon transformed into a giant black elephant, swallowing the tender young man in one gulp and laughing joyously, "I’m grateful for Lord Yuan Min’s hospitality!"

Demon King Yuan Min, who sat in a high position, seemed quite used to this and appeared indifferent.

Perhaps, he even wanted to use the two Great Demons’ wanton behavior to intimidate Pang Jian and Hu.

"Senior Sister, have you been to the Saint Spirit Continent before? Has it always been like this here? Are the Demon Race on the Saint Spirit Continent always such by nature?" Pang Jian asked with a somber expression, not looking at the laughing demons but at Hu who also had a grave look, "Is this the customary behavior of the Demon Race throughout the Saint Spirit Continent?"

Hu was silent for a long time before she said, "Not always."

After a pause, she spoke in the presence of the Demon King and the Great Demons, "As far as I know, before the fall of Sir Heaven Phoenix, who once ruled over the purgatory Demon Race, it wasn’t like this on the Saint Spirit Continent."

"Then, may I, Yuan Min, ask you how Sir Heaven Phoenix died?"

The ninth-ranked Demon King, clutching a crimson wine cup, stood up from his white jade chair and walked down the steps to Hu, sarcastically saying, "Wasn’t it because your Human True Gods set a trap, causing Him to leave the Saint Spirit Continent? If the True Gods hadn’t joined forces, how would Sir Heaven Phoenix have fallen? Without Sir Heaven Phoenix’s assistance, could you have erected the seven Heavenly Tribulation Pillars of the Fifth Realm?"

He drained the wine from his cup in one gulp.

"I’m just showing you what your Human Race has always done to our Demon Race, and now you can’t tolerate it?" Yuan Min sneered and exclaimed, "Beyond the Saint Spirit Continent, in the First, Second, Third, Fourth Realms! In the other four worlds, all the lands, the Fragment Lands, don’t you always treat our Demon Race like this?"

"I’m treating your Human Race the same way, and you can’t bear it?"

"Hahaha!"

Yuan Min laughed loudly, causing giant waves to rise in the sea area and the abundant Spiritual Power in the seawater to surge wildly, "Is it that you’re only allowed to hunt beasts and demons, but we can’t eat humans? There is no such reason in the world!"

"Howl!"

"Woo-woo!"

In the luxurious hall, every demon-transformed individual grabbed the young boys and girls flitting among the crowd and voraciously devoured them as if they were delicacies.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen young men and women became prey to the Great Demons.

With blood dripping from their mouths and chunks of flesh stuck between their teeth, they carelessly threw aside the blood-soaked bones.

And this, it seemed, was a common practice of hospitality by Demon King Yuan Min when entertaining distinguished guests.

However, today’s esteemed visitors weren’t all Great Demons like them; there were also two young humans from the Human Race.

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