The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 443 - 421 Soul Slayer Great Demon!_1

Chapter 443: Chapter 421 Soul Slayer Great Demon!_1

A realm of blood-red, as if surrounded by a thick, blood-like boundary wall.

Standing in this world transformed by blood-colored beastly pupils, Yuan Qi didn’t show the slightest fear. He smirked at the lean and pale Great Demon with a smile, "You two are too weak. Let me show you the power a Great Demon with a complete bloodline possesses."

The pristine Great Demon of the eighth level suddenly changed color, and his face transformed along with it.

A visage filled with demonic patterns, as his human race body swelled and grew, abruptly came into Pang Jian’s view.

"Roar!"

Amidst roars, the eighth-level Great Demon revealed its original form as a Ghost-faced Jackal, combining the features of a tiger and a leopard with a ghastly face that struck terror into those who saw it.

The black giant elephant didn’t dare to be negligent either, and in an instant, it returned to its original form.

In the boundless, blood-colored world of beastly pupils, these two Great Demons pledged to Demon King Yuan Min confronted Yuan Qi like facing a formidable enemy, paying no attention to Pang Jian, who was holding the Origin Demon Sword.

The Ghost-faced Jackal was the first to attack, howling as it swiped its claws.

A swath of blood-red, akin to a fragment of this world, swept over Yuan Qi’s head.

Amidst the gradually spreading deep blood-red, a sudden torrential downpour appeared.

The raindrops swiftly grew a thousand times in size within the blood-red, converging into a deep sea, and the fragment created by the blood-red turned into a vast ocean.

A serpentine giant snake, lurking within this expanse, gave Yuan Qi a cold smile.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

Waves of blood-red, carrying the strength to siege and uproot, swept towards Yuan Qi from all directions, as if intending to shatter his demon body.

"This Demon Instrument was actually just lent to you two by Yuan Min. The item he refined bears the imprint of his bloodline and secret skills; you can only activate a fraction of its power," Yuan Qi said with scorn.

"Boom!"

His figure as a grey ape suddenly surged even larger, releasing an ancient and wild aura from every strand of his fur.

His pair of ice-blue eyes, reminiscent of the cold moon in the Outer Domain Galaxy, intertwined with streaks of cold ice lightning.

The next moment, frost began to billow from his pores.

The blood-colored spacetime approaching from above, and the earth-shattering waves were immediately dampened as they mingled with the frost.

Yuan Qi, with his majestic Giant Ape form, stepped right in front of the Ghost-faced Jackal. With a gentle press of his ape hand downward, ice and rocks he had refined erupted violently from his palm.

Equal as eighth-level Great Demons, the Ghost-faced Jackal had not even begun to unleash its bloodline power before being trapped in the Extreme Cold Ice Land.

In the eyes of the Ghost-faced Jackal, the chunks of ice abruptly became towering glaciers, and within the crystal-clear ice, there were dozens of secret skills related to the extremely cold bloodline.

In just one encounter, the Ghost-faced Jackal was already ensnared.

"If this Demon Instrument had been bestowed to you by Yuan Min and you had truly refined it, it wouldn’t have been so easy for me to subdue you. Unfortunately, in the eyes of Demon King Yuan Min, you and that Black Stork Bird are actually not that different," Yuan Qi said as he fought, his witty disparagement aimed at the heart.

"Woo!"

Seeing the situation turning grim, the black giant elephant didn’t think of joining forces with the Ghost-faced Jackal, instead aiming a stomp at Pang Jian.

Her hoof came down like a swath of black sky.

"Indeed, you two don’t measure up to the eighth-level Red-eyed Demon Wolf of the Extreme North Land," Pang Jian shook his head and made a judgment.

He brought out his Firm Cover to protect himself, and with his finely honed Divine Sense, he noticed the black giant elephant’s Qi and Blood were not purely refined.

Within the demon’s bones, there were many fractures, which had not been healed or restored to this day.

This indicated that the eighth-level Great Demon before him hadn’t completely recovered from the severe injuries accumulated throughout a lifetime of battles.

Just as Yuan Qi said, her demon bones were too crudely forged; the eighth level was likely the limit of her bloodline, and without some miracle, she would never reach the level of a Demon King in this lifetime.

Her turbulent but impure Qi and Blood, flawed demon bones, and a weak Demon Soul...

Pang Jian couldn’t help but laugh.

"Swoosh!"

His pure gold Spiritual Soul stealthily emerged from the Sea of Consciousness between his brows, slipping past the elephantine hoof that seemed like a dark sky, and entered the giant elephant’s mind with ease.

"Your Demon Soul is too weak, while my Spiritual Soul is far stronger than a common Soul Wandering Realm. You’re outmatched, and I will kill you with my advantage," he said.

The golden Spiritual Soul, like a Divine Blade, sliced the giant elephant’s Demon Soul with ease, as if cutting through tofu.

The eighth-level Great Demon’s body had not a single scratch, yet her Demon Soul was shattered within her own mind.

Her body, still raising a hoof, passed by the real Pang Jian and plummeted down towards the blood-red world below, and the moment she left this blood-red realm, the black giant elephant’s body suddenly magnified a hundredfold.

"Boom!"

Her carcass then fell into the chasm formed in the mountains, crashing onto the land.

Hundreds of miles away.

The Rock Bear Demon King, hiding in the depths of the earth, pursuing the ninth-level Black Stork Bird, only realized a catastrophe had struck his lair when the black giant elephant’s carcass suddenly appeared.

Narrowing his eyes and silently sensing for a moment, the Rock Bear grunted, "Yuan Min himself doesn’t dare to come in person, relying only on these Great Demons to pull strings, as if they could accomplish anything."

He believed that Yuan Qi, with his complete bloodline, could handle any sudden situations and didn’t need him to turn back for a rescue.

Thousands of miles away.

The Demon King Yuan Min, transformed into a human, stood with his hands behind his back on a Green Mountain closest to the seaside, with a crystal orb floating in front of him.

Within the crystal orb, a drop of his Demon King blood transformed into a blood-colored world, clearly illuminating Yuan Qi, Pang Jian, as well as the Ghost-faced Jackal and the black giant elephant.

From the moment the blood-colored beast’s eyes appeared and dragged Yuan Qi and Pang Jian into the scene, the Demon King closely watched every single move of the man and the three demons.

"A Great Demon with a complete bloodline is truly extraordinary."

Yuan Min praised.

Beside him, the Golden Carp Demon King, who had a relationship with him, had transformed into a ravishingly beautiful woman and said, "Yuan Min, did we miscalculate? That Demon Instrument, even combined with the two of them, doesn’t seem able to deal with the grey ape."

"As long as they leave Rock Bear’s territory, there will be other Great Demons to assist us. The nearby Demon Kings in the mountainous areas are old acquaintances of mine," Yuan Min replied with the same undisturbed demeanor, "Golden Carp, there are dozens of ninth-level Demon Kings like you in the Saint Spirit Continent, and even more in the outside world. However, only six are eligible to compete for the Demon God seat."

"Demon Kings who aren’t eligible almost all follow the Dragon Cave, and I have the support of the Dragon Cave!"

"With just one message from me, those Demon Kings will know what they should do. If they don’t support me, would they support the old relic Rock Bear?"

"With the help of the Dragon Cave, if I, Yuan Min, can’t become the Demon God, then the other five Demon Kings will also die in this competition! This seat of the Demon God has belonged to me from the beginning, and no one can change or reverse that!"

As soon as his voice fell,

those true confidants of Yuan Min saw the golden Spiritual Soul fly out from between Pang Jian’s eyebrows and pass over the head of the black giant elephant.

By the time Pang Jian’s Spiritual Soul returned to the Sea of Souls, the black giant elephant, which had just died, had already turned into a corpse and left the blood-colored world.

"That boy!"

All the eighth-level Great Demons were outright terrified.

The Demon Race of the Saint Spirit Continent is strong because of their thick skin and flesh, powerful Qi and Blood, and astonishing destructive power.

Their weakness lies in their Demon Soul, which is much inferior compared to the Spiritual Soul of a Human Race Cultivator at the same level.

The Demon Race focuses on refining the body, and this has been the case since ancient times.

Because their innate wisdom is far less than that of the Human Race and Alien Tribes, they often need to reach the seventh or eighth level before significantly unleashing their Spiritual Intelligence.

With this shortcoming, by the time they start emphasizing the refinement of their Demon Soul, it’s already too late.

Whereas the Human Race, starting from the Hollow Profound Realm, begins to condense Divine Sense, and with each subsequent realm like Spirit Condensation Realm and Soul Wandering Realm, further emphasizes the cultivation of the soul.

This results in the Human Race having an advantage over the Great Demons of the same level in terms of Spiritual Soul.

Similarly, the terrifyingly tough and tenacious flesh and blood of the Demon Race is also a natural advantage.

However, the advantage of the Human Race’s Spiritual Soul doesn’t guarantee an instant victory or a lethal strike.

But in that blood-colored world, as soon as Pang Jian’s Spiritual Soul appeared, the giant elephant, whose bloodline was a level higher than his, didn’t stand a chance.

"Soul Wandering Realm, how can there be such a terrifying Spiritual Soul!"

The Golden Carp Demon King couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.

Yuan Min’s face turned ashen, and he hurriedly sent messages to other Demon Kings, hoping to somehow remedy the situation.

...

"You killed her, and you were even faster than I was killing the Ghost-faced Jackal."

In an area covered with Cold Ice, the hundred-feet-tall Yuan Qi tore the Ghost-faced Jackal into pieces, casually dug out its live Demon Heart, and swallowed it in one gulp.

As he chewed the Demon Heart, a ripple of blood spread through his chest, revealing faint trails of ghostly electricity.

With his own power, through the Demon Heart of the Ghost-faced Jackal, he sought to decipher the bloodline Secret Skill that the eighth-level Great Demon had comprehended.

Among those similar or related to his bloodline, the bloodline mysteries that he could absorb and refine would directly merge into his own Demon Heart during the process of eating the Demon Heart, becoming a part of his formidable strength.

The Demon Race can indeed amplify their strength through such seemingly brutal and violent means.

Pang Jian responded, "Her Demon Soul was too weak, and my Spiritual Soul too strong. Her weakness just so happens to be my advantage, which made the battle easier."

"Indeed, the weak Demon Soul is a shortcoming of our Demon Race, and it hasn’t been fully resolved to this day,"

Yuan Qi’s fangs gleamed ominously, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "This blood-colored beast’s eye is still under Yuan Min’s control. I’m guessing he is watching our every move right now."

"I will break this Demon Instrument first."

Reluctant to destroy the Demon Instrument, Yuan Qi sighed lightly and said to the air, "Yuan Min, if you cherish the few ancient Demon Instruments of our Demon Race, just let us out."

"Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer existences capable of crafting such Demon Instruments, and I really don’t want to destroy it."

"Yuan Min, don’t force me!"

As he spoke, he spat out a small bone fragment from underneath his tongue.

The blood-stained bone shard shone with a lustrous glow, and within it, a cluster of amber-colored light moved.

Pang Jian was shocked, "Heaven Phoenix bones!"

"Yes, this is a piece that fell into the Third Realm, found by someone who secretly sealed it, intending to sell it to the Demon Race of the Saint Spirit Continent," said Yuan Qi, holding the Heaven Phoenix bone and continuing to stare at the blood-colored sky, waiting for Yuan Min to voluntarily open the way.

There was no change in the blood-colored world.

"It can’t be helped."

Yuan Qi shook his head, swung the Heaven Phoenix bone, and stabbed upward at the sky.

The blood-colored Sky Curtain was instantly pierced by the bone, creating a hole, and he and Pang Jian took the opportunity to drift out.

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