The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 457 - 434 God’s Troubles_1

Chapter 457: Chapter 434 God’s Troubles_1

First Realm, South Abyss.

Jiuli Sect, Observatory.

In that domeless hall, three white jade pillars quietly revealed hazy divine shadows.

Clothed in a Magical Robe embroidered with the sun, moon, and stars, Li Wang, who was bending down to brew tea, without even lifting his head, said, "What’s the matter?"

The divine images shown on the three white jade pillars respectively represented Ghost Mother, Fan Ao of the Taiyi Divine Kingdom, and Liu Fu of the Yuan Qing Divine Nation.

Three True Gods, each appearing as a soul body, clear or blurry.

Liu Fu, whose features were unremarkable, clarified his projection and spoke from within that white jade pillar, "The Demon Spirit Continent is gathering quite a number of Ferocious Beasts and Spirit Beasts. Most of them have awakened their complete Bloodline. Fortunately, the levels of these beasts’ Bloodlines are not high, and currently, there are no level eight or nine ones."

Li Wang, holding a cup of hot tea, gently sipped and said, "I heard that in the Extreme North Land of the Fourth Realm, Northern Qi revealed an ancient tribe of the Demon Race that possesses the power to awaken complete Bloodlines for Ferocious Beasts and Spirit Beasts."

Liu Fu nodded, "But the root of the problem still lies in the seven Heavenly Tribulation Pillars of the Fifth Realm. The spell runes and secret patterns used to suppress the bloodlines of the Demon Race within the pillars are weakening because the pillars themselves are continuously losing strength, leading to a decline in the sealing power."

"And now, no one can delve deep into the Fifth Realm to repair those seven Heavenly Tribulation Pillars."

Liu Fu frowned, helplessly saying, "At least, none of us currently have such ability."

Li Wang sighed, "With the Realm God gone and the Heaven Phoenix fallen, we are indeed helpless."

"Li Bai, the chieftain of the Devil Scale Tribe, is currently in Northern Qi." The voice of Ghost Mother, who did not reveal her true form, emerged from her ethereal soul projection, "Not long after Li Bai entered Northern Qi, the Ghost Clans and the warriors of the Devil Scale Tribe who occupied the Demon Spirit Continent all withdrew one after another. Then, those that came out from Northern Qi, Ferocious Beasts and Spirit Beasts whose bloodlines had been awakened, began to take root on the Demon Spirit Continent."

"Are you saying that the Demon Race inside has reached an agreement with the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm?" Li Wang frowned.

Ghost Mother said, "It’s obvious."

The four True Gods suddenly fell into silence, all sensing the thorny nature of the problem.

After a moment, Li Wang turned to look at the pillar representing Fan Ao, at a golden soul projection, and asked, "Do you have something you want to say to me?"

"The Dragon Race, that Golden Dragon called Long Zhan must not be allowed to ascend to Demon God," Fan Ao said gravely.

"As long as you live, he will never advance to Demon God, what are you worried about?" Li Wang was surprised, and with a slight smile, he said, "Brother Fan, you’re not scared that Old Thunder Dragon will step out of the Dragon Cave to start a divine battle in the Taiyi Divine Kingdom with you and get you killed, are you?"

"If I die, there will be two level ten dragons emerging from the Dragon Cave, and that Golden Dragon, once he successfully ascends to Demon God, he may be even harder to deal with than the Thunder Dragon," Fan Ao said indifferently, "The Dragon Cave is already too much to handle now, and adding another Demon God will just show you how brazen it can be."

Li Wang’s brows deeply furrowed, asking, "So, what do you suggest?"

"It’s best to let Long Zhan die. If he lives, I dare not go all out. I fear that once I fall, he will be able to smoothly ascend to Demon God. You all know, as the war progresses, level ten Alien Tribes and True Gods will fall one after another. There may be one or two vacancies for the seat of Demon God."

"Even if only one is vacant, as long as I’m dead, Long Zhan would be able to smoothly achieve Divine Enthronement."

"And I’m clearer than any of you on how terrifying the potential of this Long Zhan is. If he succeeds in forging the Divine Tao of a Demon God, his combat power might even surpass Old Thunder Dragon," Fan Ao stated earnestly.

"Surpass Old Thunder Dragon..."

Li Wang, Ghost Mother, and Liu Fu, three True Gods, wore faces full of concern.

"At this juncture, it’s no easy feat to wish for Long Zhan’s death," Liu Fu sighed.

"Li Wang, if you agree, I’ll try to find a way to attempt this. I promise you, if Long Zhan dies, in the fight against the level ten powerhouses of the Fifth Realm, I will lead the charge. This time, I am ready to go to my death, as I feel an unprecedented danger," Fan Ao spoke earnestly.

Upon hearing these words, the three True Gods trembled in their souls.

They knew of Fan Ao’s personality and character, and since the True God had spoken thus, he was truly prepared to risk his life.

He was very likely to be the first Human True God to fall.

For the everlasting foundation of the Human Race, for the progeny of the Human Race not to be used once again as sacrificial offerings to their God Spirits beyond the heavens, Fan Ao was prepared to face death.

He was also worried about the growth of the Dragon Race and saw Long Zhan’s potential, seeking to eliminate this hidden threat for the Human Race.

Li Wang brushed aside his previous casual demeanor, sitting upright with a stern expression. He looked towards the pillar that represented Fan Ao and said, "Brother Fan, have you really thought this through?"

"Yes."

"If you do this, Old Thunder Dragon will certainly know that this is our collective decision," Li Wang said with furrowed brows, weighing his words and continuing, "Since He has always been hiding in the Dragon Cave, avoiding us and never willing to take a clear stance, then if you want to act, go ahead."

"I too feel we should knock on Him, make Him realize that the current Purgatory is still ruled by our Human Race."

...

Saint Spirit Continent.

A Sword Boat sped through the void under the command of the Demon Sovereign.

White Fox, having lost her previous arrogance, cowered behind Pang Jian without uttering a word, only frequently glancing at the Mysterious Heavenly Divine Mirror held in Liou Youyu’s hand.

In the mirror, a man wearing a golden robe with conspicuous golden dragon horns on his forehead, appeared for a fleeting moment.

Long Zhan was following closely behind the Sword Boat!

Not only the White Fox Demon King, but Pang Jian and the others also felt the pressure weighing heavily upon them after learning about Long Zhan’s Bloodline level and the prowess of this Golden Dragon.

They always felt that Long Zhan might suddenly emerge the next moment.

Together, everyone in their group couldn’t handle the White Fox Demon King and would be dragged by White Fox into a monochrome alternate space with its Demon Pupils.

And such a White Fox Demon King was subjected to cruel torture by Long Zhan, causing White Fox to tremble with fear at this moment...

The strength of Long Zhan was imprinted deeply in people’s hearts simply by the sight of White Fox’s current state.

"Huff!"

Pang Jian let out a long breath.

Nourished by Life Vitality and with a physique that had just entered the "Creation Realm," he had finally healed the physical injuries; his skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs were now all at their peak condition.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at White Fox, who was squatting and always on edge.

Suddenly, he reached out to touch the snow-white fur of the Mountain Beaver.

White Fox bared its sharp teeth, instinctively trying to bite the hand reaching out to it and snarled, "What are you doing?"

Pang Jian, holding his hand up, said, "I plan to heal your injuries."

White Fox shrank back, its Demon Pupils surveying its wounded demon body and said in a deep voice, "My power comes from the Demon Soul, and injuries to my demon body don’t significantly affect my combat strength. So..."

Glancing again at the Mysterious Heavenly Divine Mirror and seeing Long Zhan’s figure reappear, White Fox hurriedly said, "Wait until I can leave the Saint Spirit Continent alive, then you can help me heal."

"I didn’t expect you to be this afraid of him," Pang Jian sighed lightly.

"You’re not a demon, and you haven’t lived on the Saint Spirit Continent, so you will never understand the terror of Long Zhan!" White Fox glared at Pang Jian and screamed as if its tail had been stepped on, "He is the god of slaughter from the Dragon Cave; his dragon claws are stained with the blood of various Demon Kings! Even your master, Pu Zhaotian, known as the foremost person in the Immortal Realm of the Human Race, holding the supreme Divine Sword Kuang Wang, may not be able to defeat him steadily!"

"He almost dismembered me alive; how could I not be afraid?"

"My Demon Soul, the attacks I excel in, are completely ineffective against him!"

"..."

White Fox continued to describe the horrors of Long Zhan.

"Can you shut up?"

Fan Chen’s face was grim as he listened irritably and sneered, "No matter how strong Long Zhan is, as long as my family’s ancestor is alive for one day, he won’t be able to ascend to Demon God! Even if he breaks the sky, he will only be the strongest among your ninth-tier Demon Kings, unable to join the ranks of the Demon Gods, still falling short by a wide margin."

"That’s just because Fan Ao ascended to True God first. If Long Zhan could also become a god, on the same Golden Divine Path, he would definitely be stronger than your ancestor Fan Ao and absolutely be able to go further!" White Fox screamed.

"White Fox, for that statement alone, I’ll allow you to leave the Saint Spirit Continent alive," Long Zhan’s arrogant laughter suddenly erupted.

He was hovering in front of the Sword Boat.

"Aooo!"

In his human form, he let out a dragon roar, and the sound waves formed by the roar made it impossible for the Sword Boat to advance even an inch further.

"Taiyi Divine Kingdom, the Fan Family!"

One of the golden horns on Long Zhan’s forehead suddenly emitted a beam of golden divine radiance.

The thin beam of golden radiance, possessing the sharpness of a great dao capable of piercing through everything, streaked like golden lightning across Fan Chen’s brow.

Everyone was unable to guard in time, nor did they have the ability to, and could only watch as Fan Chen’s brow was pierced open by the golden divine radiance.

The Spiritual Soul within Fan Chen’s Spirit Sea of Consciousness shattered in an instant.

"Bang!"

Fan Chen fell backward to the ground, his life extinguished then and there.

The descendant of True God Fan Ao from the Taiyi Divine Kingdom, a God Son of his generation, had perished.

After killing Fan Chen, Long Zhan, with a wicked smile, said, "I’m not afraid of Fan Ao; I just haven’t claimed that position. An offspring of his, daring to speak ill of me on the Saint Spirit Continent, simply doesn’t know whether to live or die."

After the murder, Long Zhan’s form flickered, turned into a beam of golden light, and departed into the distance.

The halted Sword Boat once again soared forward.

...

A full half-hour passed.

Everyone on the Sword Boat silently stared at Fan Chen’s corpse, none of them speaking.

The Demon King White Fox also unusually maintained silence.

"It was my invitation that brought Fan Chen to set foot on the Saint Spirit Continent, wading into these troubled waters. It’s my fault; I did not understand the Dragon Cave of the Saint Spirit Continent deeply enough to know they would dare to kill Fan Chen," Pang Jian said with his head bowed low, avoiding looking at Fan Chen’s body, "Fan Chen’s death is largely my responsibility."

"Little junior brother, you needn’t blame yourself too much," Hu sighed lightly.

"I will ascend to the Extinction Realm as soon as possible. In the future, I will give Fan Chen an explanation," Pang Jian closed his eyes, entering meditation on the speeding Sword Boat, forcing himself not to think too much.

Just as they were leaving the Saint Spirit Continent, the sudden appearance and assassination of Fan Chen by Long Zhan once again damaged his spirit.

Toward the Dragon Cave, and each of the dragons within it, he harbored intense feelings of revulsion.

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