The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 453 - 431: The Reborn Demon God_1

Chapter 453: Chapter 431: The Reborn Demon God_1

Black magma roiled within the melting pool.

Pang Jian’s golden spiritual soul, as if bathing in a hot spring, soaked in the scorching pool.

"Hiss hiss!"

The materialized spiritual soul, scorched by flames, emitted golden smoke.

Before long, his golden spiritual soul had shrunk a bit.

However, as the soul endured the erosion of the magma, he also refined it using the methods recorded in the "Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell," borrowing the power of magma.

True gold does not fear fire, and a truly resilient spiritual soul should be unbreakable in the same way.

Whenever his spiritual soul became too weak, he would return to his Sea of Consciousness to swallow both the Soul Nurturing Pill and the Big Blood Essence Pill together.

With the nourishment from the qi and blood of his physical body, and the thick soul power from the Soul Nurturing Pill, his spiritual soul could quickly recover.

In this way, he could delve into the fiery magma pool once more to further sculpt his spiritual soul.

Hundreds of miles away, the Green Rock Mountain Range shook with tremors, the battle between Rock Bear and Yuan Min had surely begun.

Hu passed on through Sword Command to everyone else that the fierce battles of the other four Great Demons had almost erupted at the same time, causing booming sounds to be heard throughout many regions of the Saint Spirit Continent.

"The fierce battles of Demon Kings often don’t end quickly. According to Elder Mu, there have been historical fights for the position of Demon God that could last for a year or even longer,"

"Of course, most of the time, half a month or a month is about the duration of such battles,"

"Unless the combat power of the two Demon Kings is too close, barely discernible, and both have enduring stamina, which would draw out the fight for a long duration,"

Hu explained to the people.

It was then that Pang Jian’s spiritual soul, eroded by the magma pool, returned once more to the Sea of Consciousness for quiet recuperation.

"Pang Jian..."

A heart voice that had not emerged in a long while suddenly resounded in Pang Jian’s heart lake.

His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly established a connection with the caller.

In a small wooden house built of withered branches sat a young man dressed in black, his eyes a shade of aqua green.

Above those branches, golden and silver threads, dragon-like, formed a sealing power.

His expression somewhat dull, the young man who did not seem too sharp-witted immediately said upon connection, "You’re actually on the Saint Spirit Continent as well."

Surprised, Pang Jian transmitted his voice, "Mysterious Turtle!"

"It’s me, Pang Jian."

The man whose bloodline had advanced to level eight and transformed into a young man of the Human Race smiled in the wooden house, saying, "Listen to me, I’ve been imprisoned in the Dragon Cave, in this special room made of withered branches. I couldn’t contact you before because this room has a sealing force, and there was also that dragon in a slumbering state."

"The slumbering fellow, his power to monitor the entire Saint Spirit Continent is terrifyingly astonishing."

"Now that he’s awake, he not only needs to shield the three battlefields with his power but also observe the conditions of the six Great Demons’ battles. Only under these circumstances could I try to unlock a bit of the seal to find out where you are."

The level eight Mysterious Turtle gave a wry smile and said, "I didn’t expect you to be on the Saint Spirit Continent as well."

Narrowing his eyes in a moment of perception, a flash of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he exclaimed, "Your location, it’s quite close to that Rock Bear, are you in... Black Flame Mountain?"

"Yes," replied Pang Jian.

"It seems, Tianze is on my side," he beamed with joy.

The Mysterious Turtle imprisoned in a special room of the Dragon Cave, without even the contact with soil, his aqua green eyes flickered with a light called wisdom.

For some reason, looking at him in his human form at this moment, Pang Jian suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

Pondering for a moment, he had his realization.

The old Mysterious Turtle that had appeared behind the Purgatory Gate, cloaked in black and yellow shell, its countenance withered with age.

This level eight Mysterious Turtle, in the youth of the level ten aged Mysterious Turtle, both bore an extraordinary resemblance.

"I have something for you to deliver to the territory beneath the Rock Bear’s domain. With that Fragment Land within the dantian of your Spiritual Sea, you’ll be able to burrow deep into the earth’s core,"

"Pang Jian, whether the young Rock Bear can successfully ascend to Demon God or not depends on your help," he spoke as he spat out a black and yellow turtle shell, "This is the Mysterious Turtle Shield; you just need to dive deep into the ground of the Green Rock Mountain Range and throw it out."

"Wait!"

Pang Jian inwardly shouted, his face suddenly becoming extremely odd as he quickly sank into the interior of Black Flame Mountain.

He was utilizing a Divine Skill called "Pass Through the Mountain."

"Where is he?"

"It seems he’s fallen into the mountain,"

Zhou Qingchen, Dong Tianze, and others, watching Pang Jian who had been right next to them vanish into thin air, all showed surprise.

Hu, even more so, clutched the Sword Command to inquire and learned that Pang Jian was practicing in another way before explaining to everyone, "It’s nothing, you don’t need to worry."

A hundred feet beneath the ground, Pang Jian stopped and looked at the heavy and sturdy Mysterious Turtle Shield in his hands.

"This object..."

Just like the "Heart of Winter," this Mysterious Turtle Shield was clearly a divine object of the Demon Race, a treasure beyond compare!

And the eighth-level Mysterious Turtle, calling him little Pang Jian and little Rock Bear, seemed so odd to hear.

That aged Rock Bear was nearing the lifespan limit of its kind, and aside from the Old Dragon in the Dragon Cave, there were hardly any older demons than the Rock Bear.

The eighth-level Mysterious Turtle calling him little Rock Bear quite frankly seemed a bit too disrespectful.

"The Dragon Cave is holding me back, afraid that I’ll be killed by little Rock Bear, who would eat my Demon Heart to elevate his bloodline. They’re also worried I might have found something on the Saint Spirit Continent and would hand it over to little Rock Bear."

The Mysterious Turtle chuckled and said, "But what the Dragon Cave never expected was that I indeed found quite a few things, especially memories!"

His expression became serious, and after a brief pause, he transmitted again, "Little Pang Jian, from the moment I stepped out of the bronze medal to now, barely a decade has passed. Whether it’s thanks to your all-out efforts to create us, or the boost from Panshi Fragment Land, according to the accumulation of a demon’s bloodline, I should not possess an eighth-level bloodline."

"That’s impossible!"

"From ancient times to the present, it’s impossible for any of our Demon Race to reach the eighth-level bloodline in just a decade or so!"

"I, the Dark Giant Python, Corrosion Boundary Vine, Ming Prison Soul Bee, and even the grey ape that briefly met with you in Panshi Fragment Land should not have grown this fast!"

"A decade or so is definitely not enough time to accomplish all this!"

The Mysterious Turtle pondered as he spoke.

Completely befuddled, Pang Jian transmitted, "But isn’t the reality right before our eyes? I too have ascended to the Soul Wandering Realm step by step. If I can do it, why can’t you?"

"When the great calamity approaches, everything speeds up, and the Human Race is known throughout the vast Star River for their rapid progression. You broke through so quickly because you had an endless series of fortuitous encounters; I’ve witnessed it all," said the Mysterious Turtle earnestly. "I’m not of the Human Race, and neither are they; it’s absolutely impossible for them to grow this fast."

"I came to the Saint Spirit Continent this time because I vaguely sensed the formation of a new Demon God’s seat and hurried over."

"I discovered some things here, then I understood a fact."

"Little Pang Jian, I wasn’t born anew; I was reborn inside the bronze medal. Not just me, but they, including the eighth-level grey ape, are not newly born demons, but resurrected ones!"

"A newly born demon would not have allowed me to become an eighth-level Mysterious Turtle in just a decade or so."

"But, if I was originally a tenth-level Mysterious Turtle, after being reborn, I could elevate my bloodline to the eighth level in a very short period of time."

"Because, I had already traversed this path once before, I had already experienced all the bloodline transformations I am going through now!"

"Little Pang Jian, I am that tenth-level Mysterious Turtle from the history of the Purgatory World."

He dropped a bombshell.

Pang Jian was so stunned he became dizzy and his thoughts shifted chaotically.

The Mysterious Turtle, Corrosion Boundary Vine, Dark Giant Python, Ming Prison Soul Bee, and even Yuan Qi.

All those who had acquired extraordinary power and bloodlines in a relatively short time were actually reborn beings!

And Yuan Qi wasn’t even created by him within the bronze medal!

If not by him, then who? The previous Realm God who wielded the bronze medal—his father!

"I died deep in the Mysterious Fog, I was the one who pushed forth the Demon Spirit Continent; I was the one who died on Lake Heart Island! The Demon Soul, the one concealed within the Mysterious Fog, was also me!"

"My Demon Soul, carrying another part of memory, will merge into me when we meet."

"My sealed memories will gradually emerge as my bloodline breaks through further. That me, once merged into this body, will also complete a part of it."

"I will eventually regain all my lost memories."

The Mysterious Turtle was full of confidence.

In the underground of Black Flame Mountain, holding the Mysterious Turtle Shield, Pang Jian remained silent for a long time, trying hard to digest all this information.

The thought that the current Mysterious Turtle was one of the famed Demon Gods in the history of the demon race, and also the oldest, older than the Heaven Phoenix and the Old Thunder Dragon, gave him a sensation as if he were in a strange dream.

So it was with the Mysterious Turtle, what about the Dark Giant Python, Corrosion Boundary Vine, Ming Prison Soul Bee, and Yuan Qi? What were their identities before?

Could they all be like the Mysterious Turtle?

A group of beings that once stood at the pinnacle of Purgatory, revived through the bronze medal by him, have all become reborn distinct kinds?

Reborn Demon Gods and the Wood Tribe’s revered God Spirits are all emerging in this world—one wonders whether this is a blessing or a curse for the Human Race?

The Mysterious Turtle did not give him much time to think and said, "First, throw the Mysterious Turtle Shield towards the heart of the Green Rock Mountain Range. Little Rock Bear will surely sense it, and he could use it too."

Pang Jian took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure, and suddenly thought of another matter, "The bloodline of the Rock Bear Demon King is also related to the essence of the earth. If he, with the help of your Mysterious Turtle Shield, wins in this contest for Demon God, then you... wouldn’t that mean you’ll lose the chance to return as a Demon God?"

"Hmm."

The Mysterious Turtle nodded lightly and said, "I hadn’t regained my memory, but the moment I got the Mysterious Turtle Shield, I knew what I needed to do. The me who had not fallen back then, also supported this little Rock Bear’s ascension to Demon God. I’ve been reborn; even without ascending to Demon God, I won’t die of old age, whereas he only has this one chance."

"He is my younger kin, and isn’t it right to help my juniors?"

"Or should I be like that person, eternally monopolizing a Divine Tao, hindering the Demon Race’s progress?"

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