The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 438 - 417 Deflated_1

Chapter 438: Chapter 417 Deflated_1

The Demon King and the Great Demons roared with exhilaration.

Accustomed to devouring young men and women of the Human Race, they had done this countless times and it had long since become second nature to them.

Outside the splendid palace, there were tens of millions of human bones, and many secluded pavilions were also constructed from the bones of human cultivators.

In the lands beyond the Saint Spirit Continent, humans crafted beautiful ornaments and fashioned vessels and swords from the bones of beasts and demons.

Here, they emulated them with great verisimilitude.

The Great Demons who lived in this part of the world glorified in keeping female humans as slaves for pleasure and considered it an honor to feast on human flesh and blood.

Once, Sir Heaven Phoenix had reformed these vile customs.

But with the fall of Heaven Phoenix, the old and antique habits of the Demon Race were again sweeping across the Saint Spirit Continent.

Now, the cruel and bloodthirsty Great Demons continued to act recklessly and indiscriminately.

Witnessing the howling crowd of the Demon Race, Pang Jian’s face darkened, and his eyes glimmered with anger.

Despite knowing that he and Hu came from Sword Tower and were members of the Human Race, these Great Demons were so brazen, indicating they would be even more cruel and barbaric in private and ordinary times.

If the entire Saint Spirit Continent and all the Demon Race bore such malice towards humans and harbored intentions of revenge,

then Pang Jian suddenly felt that the True Gods’ reluctance to abide by their agreements, unwilling to cede more land to the Demon Race, was somewhat understandable.

On reflection, he realized that groups like the Heaven Clan, Devil Scale Tribe, and Wood Tribe would only slay human cultivators during wars,

and would not gruesomely gobble up human bodies.

Those who fed on humans or other Alien Tribes seemed to be just low-level ferocious beasts, along with... the fierce Great Demons before him.

In a daze, he seemed to see scenes from the ancient era when the Demon Race were rulers of Purgatory, and those Great Demons feeding on the females of the Heaven Clan, Wood Tribe, and Sea Clan.

When the Alien Tribes dominated the skies, they enslaved ferocious beasts and nourished them for battle with Bloodthirsty Liquid.

After the Human Race became sovereigns over Purgatory, cultivators from all major worlds strengthened their cultivation by hunting ferocious beasts and spirit beasts, enhancing their own realms and power.

The Demon Race, ruling their Saint Spirit Continent, found delight in slaughtering humans.

Controlling the "Purgatory Gate" and being the Realm God of this generation, Pang Jian felt lost in thought at this moment.

As he encountered more and more brutal reality, he was somewhat at a loss for what to do.

He mourned the death of the level ten Mysterious Turtle and once sympathized with the strong members of the Demon Race who were slaughtered by the Alien Tribes in the Demon Spirit Continent.

He also pitied the ferocious beasts that were fed Bloodthirsty Liquid by other species.

He once felt indignant for the Demon Race, thinking that the Human Race owed much to the Demon Race and that as a Realm God, he should fight for the rights the Demon Race deserved.

But now...

Thinking that if more land were indeed allocated to the Demon Race, and every Great Demon and Demon King on each piece of land acted like this, taking pride and pleasure in devouring and slaughtering humans,

it would be better not to give any land at all!

He suddenly found it difficult to discern who was right and who was wrong between the deceitful True Gods, the Realm God and Sword Tower who abided by the agreement.

"It wasn’t like this when Heaven Phoenix was here."

Hu sighed softly, just explaining to Pang Jian, "When that lord ruled the Demon Race and the Saint Spirit Continent, the Great Demons and Demon Kings were not like this. After His fall, the Old Thunder Dragon slumbered in the Dragon Cave, and the Mysterious Turtle... vanished into the Mysterious Fog, wholeheartedly seeking a new continent for the Demon Race."

"Over time, the uncontrolled Great Demons and Demon Kings unleashed their wild nature."

Feeling downhearted, she couldn’t be bothered to say much to Demon King Yuan Min and turned to look at the level eight White Python, asking, "Can we leave on our own?"

The robed old crone said, "I’m not in a position to decide."

"I want to know, what is the situation with the sudden emergence of the Ancient Demon Clan in the Fragment Land of Northern Qi in the Fourth Realm?" Yuan Min stood with his hands behind his back, his posture haughty, "Humans, since you know of this matter and the major sects are aware as well, why haven’t you passed on the message to the Saint Spirit Continent?"

"What, worried that our Demon Race’s Great Demons will also rush into the Fragment Land of Northern Qi and join forces with those Ancient Demons?"

"To stir the bloodlines of ferocious beasts and spirit beasts, awakening ancient Divine Secret Techniques? Heh, you’re making even me a little interested!"

The Demon Kings and Great Demons from other places also showed eager expressions, seemingly keen on making a trip to the Mysterious Fog-covered Northern Qi.

"The rise of the Filth Alien Power doesn’t affect us. Like us, Great Demons live unharmed whether in lands filled with Spiritual Energy or where Filth Alien Power is dense," one level eight Great Demon said with a grin, "Our Demon Race, being the original masters of Purgatory, adapts to every environment."

"Yes, even if the Second Realm is filled with Filth Alien Power, our Saint Spirit Continent remains unscathed."

"This time, the uproar from below is massive, and in my opinion, those Human Race True Gods will eventually turn to us for help, asking us to assist them in battle!"

"And the conditions? Continue to deceive us and promise to divide the lands among us afterward?"

"Haha, do you still believe that? Well, I certainly don’t!"

"..."

The Great Demons chatted and laughed wildly, as if no one else was present.

Just as Pang Jian was growing impatient, a level eight Great Demon stepped forward, presenting a golden feather and a blood-colored beast pupil to Demon King Yuan Min, "My lord, I’ve got the items."

"Good!"

Yuan Min took the golden feather and the blood-colored beast pupil, saying composedly, "The possessions of our Demon Race should naturally be in our hands."

Pang Jian’s expression changed dramatically and without regard for what the Great Demons or Demon Kings thought, he headed straight toward the upper seas.

He had realized that when Yuan Min said he was inviting them, it was to distract him and Hu so they could strike at Fan Chen and others.

"Sir!"

A few Great Demons called out softly.

Demon King Yuan Min shook his head and said, "He’s a disciple of the Sword Tower, let him go."

Hu’s face turned cold as she said, "Demon King Yuan Min, do you know who stands behind those people above us?"

"Who else could it be? It’s none other than a True God," Yuan Min snorted coldly and said, "The True God who lured out Sir Heaven Phoenix and joined hands to kill him, do they deserve our respect?"

"Hu Yatou, I am willing to purchase that scepter of yours at a fair price."

"Aside from that, anything that rightfully belongs to our Demon Race, it’s only right for me to take it back!"

"I haven’t laid a hand on you, and I’m willing to treat you with courtesy, not because I fear that Pu Zhaotian. It’s only because your Sword Tower, generation after generation of Sword Gods, have spoken fair words for our Demon Race!"

"In this era when the Human Race needs us the most, we have no need to cower any longer!"

"True Gods, we fear nothing!" Yuan Min, the Demon King, proclaimed proudly.

"Fine! I hope you can keep up that pride!"

Hu also left on her sword.

"Sir, the juniors from both the Taiyi Divine Kingdom and Yuan Qing Divine Nation are backed by True Gods. Even the brat from the Ancient Law Sect has a True God behind him. This group of kids, each one has a bigger backing than the last, might we not be biting off more than we can chew?"

An eighth tier Great Demon who had offered up a Demon Instrument asked.

"What’s there to fear when no one has died?" Yuan Min huffed and said, "I’m just taking back what originally belonged to our Demon Race from them."

...

On the breezy and sunny sea surface.

The originally floating Sword Boat was now embedded in the sands of an island.

This island, belonging to an eighth tier Sea Lion, was where Pang Jian had previously seen all the Human Race men and women, all killed by a surge of raging Qi and Blood.

The island was littered with corpses, and the stench of blood was overwhelming, but there were no obvious signs of a struggle.

The dead were just those who had served the Great Demons, meant to serve as a deterrent.

Fan Chen, Liou Youyu, Dong Tianze, Zhou Qingchen, and others all had grim expressions but were unharmed.

Only Zhou Qingchen and Dong Tianze had a few tears in their clothes, as if they had clashed with the Great Demon briefly.

"Whoosh!"

Pang Jian, emerging from the water, saw that everyone was alive and secretly let out a sigh of relief. "Good to see you’re all okay."

"Our stuff was robbed. Aside from the two Demon Instruments obtained in the Stone Forest, a large quantity of Spirit Crystals, pills, and medicinal herbs." Dong Wenjian said with an enraged face, unable to contain his anger, "I said it before, my ancestor is a True God of the Ancient Law Sect, yet those Great Demons dared to act so recklessly!"

Pang Jian looked at Dong Tianze and Zhou Qingchen and said, "You two..."

"The two of us, since we don’t have the backing of a True God, were not treated with much courtesy when the Great Demons were scavenging materials from us," Zhou Qingchen said with a profound look in his eyes. "According to them, if it weren’t for us riding the Sword Boat, coming with you and Hu, Dong Tianze and I would have definitely not survived!"

"Whoosh!"

Hu emerged from the water soon after.

After giving a quick glance at the others and asking a few simple questions, she went over to reactivate the Sword Boat. Once everyone had boarded, she immediately steered the Sword Boat away.

On the Sword Boat, the mood was somewhat gloomy, and everyone’s faces were not looking great.

Fan Chen, Liou Youyu, Dong Wenjian - all talents of the major powerhouses of the Human Race - had suffered such a setback upon their first arrival to the Saint Spirit Continent in the first sea zone they encountered.

What they couldn’t accept the most was that their proud noble identities seemed to have no effect in the eyes of those Great Demons.

After a long while,

Hu broke the silence and said, "At the bottom of the sea, there are three ninth tier Demon Kings. Just Demon King Yuan Min alone, all of us combined would be seeking our deaths."

"There are more than a dozen eighth tier Great Demons. Any of them would require you to bring out a Divine Artifact to possibly win."

"But this is after all the Saint Spirit Continent, their territory, where Great Demons and Demon Kings are everywhere."

The bitterness was evident in Hu’s voice as she said, "There is no choice, we can only bear with it for now. I have also spoken to my master about this matter, but... my master is still recovering from serious injuries and cannot immediately rush to the Saint Spirit Continent."

"As for the True Gods backing you, I guess they will not step into the Saint Spirit Continent and settle accounts with the Demon Kings at this sensitive time."

"After all, you were only robbed, not killed."

"..."

The comfort she tried to offer didn’t sound very pleasant to everyone’s ears.

"This Demon King Yuan Min, by robbing those Demon Instruments and your possessions, is trying to increase his chances of ascending to a Demon God," Pang Jian said with a furrowed brow. "As long as he becomes a Demon God, nobody will hold him accountable for what he has done today."

"If he fails and his heart gets eaten by another Demon God, he also doesn’t have to worry about the wrath of the True Gods."

"Since he doesn’t have to worry about the consequences, whether he succeeds or fails, that is why he dares to be so arrogant!"

Taking a deep breath, Pang Jian continued, "We need to figure out who his opponent is. We must find a way to ensure his defeat! Only if he dies, and his Demon Heart is consumed by his opponent, can we wash away the humiliation we have suffered in this sea zone!"

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