The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 467 - 443: Slaying the Dragon_1

Chapter 467: Chapter 443: Slaying the Dragon_1

In the depths of the Mysterious Fog, Pang Jian pressed forward in silence.

Fan Ao sat firmly on the golden spiritual platform, squinting at his silhouette without uttering a word.

After a while, Pang Jian said softly, "I am responsible for Fan Chen’s death. So when I realized that you gave me his Storage Ring to keep, intending to use me to kill Long Zhan, I didn’t blame you."

Fan Ao nodded slightly but remained silent.

He examined his disciple, Pu Zhaotian’s, with the eyes of an elder, indeed sensing guilt in Pang Jian’s tone.

"Because of my invitation, Fan Chen entered the Saint Spirit Continent, and before us all, Long Zhan struck him down in a flash. My power gap with Long Zhan is too vast; at that time..."

Pang Jian’s expression turned grave.

How could he not feel indignant and resentful?

He had resolved then and there to regard Long Zhan as a target he must eliminate in the future. Seeing a chance for Long Zhan to die in the Mysterious Fog, he certainly intended to use all his resources to make it happen!

Several hours later.

Pang Jian suddenly stopped and pointed ahead, saying, "That Human True God is escorting Long Zhan this way. You just need to lure away that Human True God, and I will be able to blast Long Zhan to death."

Fan Ao frowned, "A severely wounded Five-clawed Golden Dragon is still a ninth-level Demon King. You’ve only just ascended to the Extinction Realm, and your dantian is not fully stabilized yet."

With his insight, a single glance and a subtle feeling were enough to know Pang Jian’s true level of cultivation.

To Fan Ao, Pang Jian, who had just entered the Extinction Realm and wielded the Origin Demon Sword, might not necessarily be able to slay Long Zhan.

Pang Jian asserted confidently, "Without a True God present, Long Zhan will surely die."

"Fine."

Fan Ao nodded, signaled Pang Jian to stay where he was, and then drove the golden spiritual platform away alone.

"Whoosh!"

A pale golden ripple, intertwined with the patterns of the Gold Sharp Tao, emanated from the spiritual platform.

The two golden characters for "Taiyi" suddenly emerged above Fan Ao’s head, lending him a more imposing air.

Having acquired Fan Chen’s Storage Ring, he was clearly empowered.

Pang Jian felt the terrifying Divine Power, spreading in all directions like an endless deep sea. Those Tao patterns belonging to Fan Ao were still evolving all kinds of oddities made of gold, silver, copper, iron within the Mysterious Fog.

Mountains, Gold Veins, armors, and various vessels and flying ships.

Everything forged of metal was engendered within the Divine Power that radiated out from Fan Ao, encompassing all metallic structures known and unknown to Pang Jian.

"Unbind, Part."

Fan Ao uttered these two words, as though chanting the laws of Heaven.

In the depths of the Mysterious Fog where Pang Jian could not see, the True God clad in silver armor and mask sensed that the artifacts on him were suddenly resisting his control, as if wanting to detach from his body.

He quickly pressed one hand on his armor and the other on his mask, fearful that they would separate from his shell.

"Fan Ao!"

Shock appeared in his exposed eyes.

He knew that this time Fan Ao had prepared in advance, spreading God’s Thought and Divine Power to set up his Divine Skill, aiming to reveal his true identity.

Turning his head, he glanced at the scared and insecure Five-clawed Golden Dragon.

And it was at that moment, a Demon Thought suddenly appeared in the Five-clawed Golden Dragon’s mind, candidly revealing some of Long Zhan’s inner thoughts.

"Dragon Cave, Demon Race, will never trust your Human True Gods again! Once I ascend to the tenth level as a Demon God through the Gold Sharp Great Tao, the Dragon Cave will become stronger than ever before!"

"The Dragon Race will dominate the whole Purgatory, and we will watch your battles with the Alien Tribes!"

"We shall create more Demon Gods, ascend again to the pinnacle of power in Purgatory, and suppress your Human Race!"

"..."

Long Zhan blurted all the deep-seated thoughts and malicious intentions towards the Human Race buried in his heart.

After speaking, his face was filled with astonishment and bewilderment, as if he didn’t know what he had just said.

"Dragon Race..."

The Human True God, forcefully suppressing his armor and mask, looked at the Five-clawed Golden Dragon coldly and said, "You dare to speak so openly, even in your severely wounded state. It seems that your Dragon Race holds no fear for our Human True Gods."

"Then, I shall leave you to your fate!"

He gave up on Long Zhan and turned into a gleaming divine light and departed.

"I must see who you really are!"

To his surprise, Fan Ao did not stay to kill Long Zhan but instead chased after him relentlessly with the golden spiritual platform.

"Fan Ao, you should have killed Long Zhan first instead of pursuing me."

"Long Zhan will die. He doesn’t need me to act; he will die in the Mysterious Fog. I trust Pu Zhaotian’s disciple; if he says he can kill Long Zhan, then he must have a way."

"Pang Jian? With his level of cultivation, how could he kill Long Zhan?"

"I believe in him!"

"..."

The two True Gods were still communicating as their divine forms whistled away.

Only when their divine presences had gradually faded did Pang Jian, driving the Origin Demon Sword, approach the slightly recovered Five-clawed Golden Dragon, and said in a deep voice, "Because you are grievously wounded, the Source Demon could exploit the opportunity and make you reveal your heart’s voice."

"Pang Jian! So it was you meddling in the shadows?" Long Zhan roared in anger.

"Indeed, I was the one who led Fan Ao to you, and that Ice Armor Eel Dragon that pursued you can be considered my arrangement as well. Long Zhan, you should not have left the Saint Spirit Continent, and certainly, you should not have harbored the intention to destroy me within the Mysterious Fog."

Pang Jian held his sword and stopped, squinting at the Five-clawed Golden Dragon whose golden scales had mostly shattered, and said, "You killed Fan Chen without any scruples, so I am here to kill you now, without fear of the Dragon Cave’s retaliation afterwards."

"Kill me? Just on your own, Pang Jian? Oh, so you’ve broken through to the Extinction Realm, but so what?!"

The Five-clawed Golden Dragon, barely longer than a hundred feet, swung its head, pointing its two golden horns at Pang Jian like two golden spears.

Complex circular dragon patterns suddenly emerged on the radiant horns.

After a low growl from the Five-clawed Golden Dragon, two dazzling golden beams shot out from the tips of its horns.

The beams, with the sharp essence of piercing all Boundary Walls between heaven and earth, tried to kill Pang Jian in an instant!

The body of a human from the Human Race in the Extinction Realm could absolutely not withstand such an enraged assault.

Long Zhan had such confidence in his power.

However, those two golden divine lights struck the void, as Pang Jian’s figure disappeared from the spot, and when it reappeared, it was next to a Golden Bee Insect.

"Swoosh! Swoosh swoosh!"

More Golden Bee Insects began to appear one after another, floating in the Mysterious Fog near the Five-clawed Golden Dragon.

"Instantaneous movement? Are those bee insects your coordinate references?"

Long Zhan’s heart sank slightly.

His Qi and Blood had greatly diminished and his dragon body had suffered severe damage, far less agile than before.

With Pang Jian capable of short-distance instantaneous movement, he became increasingly elusive, making it much more difficult to kill him.

If it took too much time and energy to deal with Pang Jian, the Ice Armor Eel Dragon, another ninth level like himself, might find him and strike again.

He wasn’t afraid of Pang Jian, but he was wary of the wildly originating Ice Armor Eel Dragon.

"Unexpectedly, my first battle upon advancing to the Extinction Realm would be against a severely wounded ninth-level Five-clawed Golden Dragon."

Pang Jian sliced down with his sword indifferently.

Refined and powerful Spiritual Power instantly flowed out from the Fragment Land, reaching the intact Origin Demon Sword.

It was still Spiritual Power, yet it had become countless times more pure and refined on the blade.

Even the Origin Demon Sword seemed to undergo instant sublimation!

"Boom! Boom boom! Boom boom!"

Six bizarre and varied secret realms suddenly lined up in a row, existing between him and the dragon’s back of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon.

The realms manifested as six great circular arcs, some filled with dancing and merry-making, where countless Demon Women and Demon Generals sought pleasure.

There were realms where piles of corpses stacked high, blood like the deep sea, appearing like desolate Demon Realms.

Others had realms where flames reached the sky, with countless Demons roaring as they formed Demon Arrays in the flames.

There were even realms where many Demon Palaces floated in the void, with ancient Demon Gods receiving worshippers’ rituals.

The six great secret realms lined up in a row, each ring pointing at the Five-clawed Golden Dragon.

And a strange sword light started from the first circular realm, swiftly piercing through the next five secret realms.

The sword light was as if shot from six worlds towards Long Zhan!

The sword light kept surging madly, from a small stream straight into a shocking long river of sword light.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

As the sword light passed, the six secret realms were successively incorporated into the river of light, further augmenting the power of this sword strike.

"Shriek! Crack!"

Accompanied by the pain-filled howl of Long Zhan, thousands of golden sparks splattered from his dragon’s back, not covered with golden scales; still, Pang Jian’s sword technique sliced open a deep, bone-revealing wound.

By the time he swung his dragon claw, ready to kill Pang Jian, Pang Jian had once again instantly moved next to a Bee Insect.

Immediately afterwards, another sword light cleaved down.

"Crack!"

With repeated instantaneous movements and consecutive swings of the Origin Demon Sword, Pang Jian left one deep, bone-visible gash after another on the hundred-feet long body of Long Zhan.

"Pang Jian! If you have the guts, fight me face to face!"

"As a disciple of Pu Zhaotian, you wield your sword so despicably, not daring to show yourself before me!"

"Pang Jian, you’re simply disgracing the face of our forefathers, the Sword Gods!"

Long Zhan, twisting and swaying his dragon body within the Mysterious Fog, watched in a rage as Pang Jian continued to instantaneously move and wield his sword, howling wildly in anger.

His dragon claws, the golden divine light bursting from his horns, and the dragon breath he spread out, all struck the empty air, completely useless.

When the full-range dragon breath surged in all directions, Pang Jian would use the Bee Insects to avoid it from afar.

Once the dragon breath dispersed and the force of the wide-ranging death blow vanished, Pang Jian would instantly arrive via the Bee Insects and strike with his sword again.

Facing such a Pang Jian, the Five-clawed Golden Dragon was completely helpless, his movements growing slower with each additional wound.

"In the Extinction Realm, killing a ninth-level dragon like you, Long Zhan, will never bring shame to our Sword Tower."

Another slash came, and Long Zhan’s neck was ripped open with a ghastly wound, his golden blood spurting out like a fountain.

"Pang Jian!"

The Ice Armor Eel Dragon roared as it arrived, with the Bee King and White Fox standing atop it.

They clearly saw Pang Jian, with a sword alone, almost dismembering the Five-clawed Golden Dragon.

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