The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 455 - 433 Long Zhan_1

Chapter 455: Chapter 433 Long Zhan_1

The White Fox Demon Pupils fell upon Pang Jian.

"My injuries have not healed, and while that one was in deep slumber, I dared not to leave the Saint Spirit Continent. His dormant state could sense my movements. If I dared to leave, it would mean that I harbor resentment, it would mean that I and the Demon Race of the Saint Spirit Continent had parted ways."

"I really didn’t dare..."

The White Fox shook her head gently and continued, "But I also had nowhere to go, so I found this area that has no Demon King or Great Demon in charge. I was just waiting, waiting for those Demon Kings to start their wars, waiting for that one to wake up and focus his attention on Rock Bear’s battles."

"I am now planning to leave the Saint Spirit Continent, preparing to go somewhere outside to make a living, and then you suddenly appeared from underground."

A struggle suddenly flashed in her demon pupils.

The struggle was whether or not to attack Pang Jian, to plunder everything he had.

"Sword Tower, Pu Zhaotian."

"Divine Objects and the Spiritual Soul imbued with divinity."

"And..."

The White Fox internally weighed her options.

Now, her combat power had partially recovered, with the black and white pupils creating an otherworldly realm, she had the power to make it appear again.

She was confident that if she exerted her full strength, she should be able once more to subdue Pang Jian, to strip everything he currently possessed.

The Divine Object "Heart of Winter", she could sell it for a good price in the outside world, and she believed that within Pang Jian’s storage vessel, there must be other valuable items.

Additionally, Pang Jian’s unique Spiritual Soul was especially tempting to her.

Killing Pang Jian, seizing everything he had, and while the Old Thunder Dragon’s attention was focused on the battle of the six Great Demon Kings, quietly flee the Saint Spirit Continent.

But then...

She saw Pang Jian clenching the Sword Command, and knew that, as the Direct Disciple of Pu Zhaotian, on the same Second Realm as the Saint Spirit Continent, Pang Jian should be able to send out messages through the Sword Command.

Sword Tower, Pu Zhaotian, made her hesitate.

Then, she thought of how Pang Jian, after her severe injury, had struggled to catch up to heal her.

"Forget it."

She revealed a pitiful and helpless bitter smile, shook her head with regret, and with the same cracked little hands, cradled her scar-covered cheeks, saying, "If I killed you, after leaving the Saint Spirit Continent, I’d still have to face Sword Tower and Pu Zhaotian. If you were one of those little ones backed by a True God, I wouldn’t have so many concerns."

"As for Pu Zhaotian, he really would persistently hunt me down across the entire Purgatory."

"Alas, my life is truly tough."

The White Fox lamented pityingly to herself.

Pang Jian’s heart grew cold; he hadn’t expected her to be so candid about her considerations and her original intentions.

After a moment of silence, Pang Jian suddenly took a risk and said, "Now, we plan to leave the Saint Spirit Continent. If you are willing, perhaps we could offer you a ride on the Sword Boat."

The White Fox was astonished, "Did you not understand what I said? Just now I was thinking about killing you, and even now, I still have some hesitation. Your Spiritual Soul is very attractive to me, and it makes me want to devour it without restraint."

"Thinking is one thing, doing is another. As long as you haven’t acted yet, there’s still room to deescalate," Pang Jian spoke earnestly.

"Are you sure you want to invite me to join you on the Sword Boat? You should think it through carefully. All of you together might not withstand a single blow from me," the White Fox said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Pang Jian hesitated again, hastily saying, "Then, let’s meet again in the future."

Waving his hand with some difficulty, as if to bid the White Fox Demon King farewell, he then lay on the grassland, letting the Leaf of Life heal the internal injuries.

According to the agreement with the Mysterious Turtle, after delivering the Mysterious Turtle Shield to the territory of the Rock Bear Demon King, he had to leave the Saint Spirit Continent immediately.

Because, in every impending battle for the throne of the Demon Gods, they had neither the right nor the power to interfere.

The Mysterious Turtle, now partially awakened from its memories, was still imprisoned by the Dragon Cave, and only if he fled the Saint Spirit Continent swiftly, either back to the Panshi Fragment Land or elsewhere,

could the Mysterious Turtle, through the "Purgatory Gate" bronze medallion, as he teleported next to the Mysterious Turtle, also teleport to his side.

Thus, the Mysterious Turtle would be able to break free from the Dragon Cave during the awakening of the Old Thunder Dragon and the contention of the Demon God’s battle.

But he must be outside the Saint Spirit Continent, otherwise with the Old Dragon’s terrifying powers, with its control over the Saint Spirit Continent, it would still be able to find the Mysterious Turtle.

With such thoughts, Pang Jian narrowed his eyes and saw that the White Fox Demon King was still there, and asked curiously, "Why aren’t you leaving?"

The White Fox countered, "Why aren’t you leaving?"

Pang Jian said, "I’m injured and need time to recover."

"I’m also injured."

The ninth-level White Fox Demon King, with her pair of dark and eerie pupils, watched Pang Jian as he healed.

Pang Jian’s skin, also filled with wounds like hers, was nourished by the green Life Vitality, and due to the pure and profound blood force within his "Creation Divine Pool," the wounds visibly healed at a remarkable pace.

She listened closely, hearing the slight movements of Pang Jian’s bones, hearing the shifting of his organs.

She stuck out the tip of her tongue, licked her pale lips, and in a tone that made Pang Jian feel odd, said, "Does what you said just now still count?"

Pang Jian, puzzled, asked, "What do you mean?"

"You said that you were willing to heal me, as long as in the future I..."

The White Fox’s voice trailed off.

Her demon pupils filled with caution, glancing toward the location of the Dragon Cave, she said, "I dare not say it out loud. I dare not speak certain things before leaving the Saint Spirit Continent. I fear... meeting the same treatment again. That Golden Dragon said, if there’s a next time, I will die."