The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 476 - 452 Burrowing Divine Skills_1

Chapter 476: Chapter 452 Burrowing Divine Skills_1

Daytime.

The scorching sun, eternally emitting light and heat, hung high above the Purgatory Sky Dome.

"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"

The Sun God’s Glare, visible to the naked eye, fell in strands upon the large silhouette that stood still in the void.

A bald young man of the Yao Clan, with no eyebrows or beard, appeared as a massive source of light, his mouth curved in a smile, basking in the partiality of the sunlight.

Outside of Purgatory, it seemed as though a powerful God Spirit favored him, channeling through that blazing sun to continuously infuse his body with the Fierce Sun God’s Brilliance.

He was a God Son of the Yao Clan, one with prospects of ascending as a God Spirit in the future.

His father, Lie Yang, was a level ten Bloodline Warrior like Li Bai, the de facto ruler of a continent in the Fifth Realm.

Be it his background or his personal potential, he was no less than Dazzling Shadow.

Because of his arrival, the Devil Scale Tribe warriors aboard the White Bone Fierce Warship were left with headaches, chiding him not to cause trouble.

"Lie Yi!"

The Human Race cultivators in the Immortal Realm, who occupied half the sky, all wore a look of concern.

The next moment, the Great Cultivator of the Human Race and the level nine Bloodline Fighters of the Alien Tribes, all turned their attention to him and Pang Jian.

"Yao Clan, God Son."

Pang Jian, who had not yet begun the climb and remained at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the Yao Clan youth.

The other’s Qi and Blood burned fiercely. His body, like scalding gold rocks, continued to emit light and heat.

Clearly, he too was a prodigy renowned in the Fifth Realm of Purgatory, with a combat power akin to Dazzling Shadow’s.

"Pang Jian, I’ve offered a girl to the Sun God who claims to know you," Lie Yi said brightly with a smile.

Although it was their first meeting, he spoke to Pang Jian as if they were old friends, not in the least bit awkward or embarrassed.

After speaking, a golden red radiance unfolded behind him, transforming into a secret realm of its own.

A round-faced girl, her body bound by some force, knelt on an altar built from Gold Friday Stones and numerous other precious gems.

She was Su Meng.

Head bowed, her body surrounded by a sense of impending death, she knelt alongside six other young men and women from the Raging Sun Sect on the altar, enduring the scorching of the sun’s glare as if awaiting some judgment.

Their souls, under the terrifying illumination of the sun’s glare, actually began to dissolve little by little.

Yet their facial expressions were blank, as if completely unaware of their pain, oblivious to their impending death.

Pang Jian’s eyes grew cold, and he took a deep breath quietly, staring silently at Lie Yi.

The other clearly intended to provoke him with Su Meng.

To use the pain Su Meng was enduring, and the soul that was about to burn out, to throw him into turmoil and make him act irrationally.

"Su Meng..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly. The memories related to this girl quickly sharpened in his mind.

Her father and many elders died at the hands of Dong Tianze on Lake Heart Island. Su Meng was determined to break through her realm and enhance her strength to seek vengeance against Dong Tianze.

Yet, she listened as Dong Tianze rose to prominence as a new noble of the Purgatory Human Tribe.

She must have felt powerless, increasingly desperate, knowing she would never be able to avenge her father with her own strength.

Heaven’s way is never fair, and fate always enjoys toying with people.

Unable to avenge her father, once a genius of the Raging Sun Sect, she became a sacrifice offered by the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm in a war that swept through all of Purgatory.

Pang Jian felt pity for her but, having been through too many harsh realities, he also knew that this was just the way of the world.

What he could do was only to rescue those who were closer to him, those he could save, by bringing them out of this land that was doomed to fall.

Like Qi Qingsong, like Zhuang Yuyan.

For someone like Su Meng who was already deeply trapped on the altar of the Alien Tribes, and obviously close to death, he was truly powerless.

"We are communicating with the great Sun God, offering their souls and flesh for sacrifice," Lie Yi said with a chuckle, looking at Pang Jian: "Pang Jian, do you know? The Spirit Spells and Secret Skills of the Raging Sun Sect were extended from the bloodline of our Yao Clan."

"Thirty thousand years ago, when our Yao Clan was defeated and forced to seek survival in the Fifth Realm, your Human Race cultivators tore open the chests of my ancestors, extracted their hearts, and found the secrets to harness the Sun’s light from the Bloodline Crystal Chains that belonged to the Yao Clan."

"Only then did your Human Race learn to harvest the Sun God Glare and find ways to strengthen yourselves with the sun’s radiance."

"Hehe."

With a laugh, Lie Yi looked towards Zhu Jinghong of the Bright Heaven Divine Kingdom and the two Great Elders above the Sword Tower, and continued: "Today, I have sacrificed the souls of these men and women from the Raging Sun Sect to our Sun God. I have also promised Him that I will offer the souls of more people from the Human Race who can absorb the Sun’s light."

"Pang Jian, I’ve just felt a pure Sun’s Alien Power in your Spiritual Sea."

"If I could offer you to the Sun God, I believe He would be delighted and would grant me even more profound bloodline secrets."

As he spoke, Lie Yi pressed his hands together and softly chanted a phrase.

On the secret altar behind him, including Su Meng, the seven Raging Sun Sect men and women had their souls dissipated in an instant.

A burst of unusual spatial fluctuation broke out from the direction of the Raging Sun Sect for a moment.

The sunlight from there suddenly brightened, and a God Spirit far above the firmament seemed to consume the souls of the seven men and women through the altar.

The golden red world behind Lie Yi suddenly vanished.

"The Devil Scale Tribe intends to release the tiger back into the mountain, but I, Lie Yi, do not agree!"

He raised his hands high in midair, poised to embrace the entire world.

Sun God’s Radiance, dazzling as they were, suddenly descended from the sky like golden and crimson blades targeting Pang Jian’s location.

The sky appeared to be raining a shower of sharp golden blades!

Lie Yi, the divine son of the Yao Clan, manipulated and refined the Sun God’s Radiance with the secrets of his bloodline, turning it into the deadly blades with which to kill his enemy.

The area where Pang Jian was located was instantly enveloped by thousands of golden crimson blades, leaving no room to dodge.

All he could do was to thicken the protective Qingying Gang Shield he had conjured, gathering Spiritual Power to draw upon the forces of Cold Ice and Thunderbolt.

"Hoo!"

The "Heart of Winter", from an Ice Demon, was called forth by him, channeling an endless flow of icy light into the shield, blocking the descending golden crimson Sun God Glare.

"Pfft!"

He spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.

But the Qingying Gang Shield that surrounded him and grew increasingly firm, did manage to block the onslaught of Sun God Glare.

"Pang Jian!"

Qi Qingsong’s and Zhuang Yuyan’s cries of alarm, among others, resounded from the mountain summit.

Above the Sword Boat, Shi Bingyun and Cai Xin, two Elders at the Immortal Realm, glared furiously at the Devil Scale Tribe’s ninth-level Bloodline Fighter.

"Boom!"

A ship of the Bright Heaven Divine Kingdom, carrying the disciples of the Sword Tower, had already begun flying toward the sky.

Just as Zhou Wenhao shouted in anger, Zhu Jinghong said solemnly, "I’ve seen the battle in the Mysterious Heavenly Divine Mirror. Pang Jian has the ability to escape the battlefield on his own. His decision to stay at the rear and not rush to climb the summit must mean he has a way to protect himself."

The moment these words were spoken, Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan, who were the most worried about Pang Jian, suddenly fell silent.

Having fought alongside Pang Jian in the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land, they were aware of his extraordinary capabilities.

"Trust me, Pang Jian definitely has the power to protect himself. Moreover, on a battlefield where neither Immortal Realm cultivators nor ninth-level Bloodline Fighters can directly engage, with his mastery of the Origin Demon Sword at the Extinction Realm, he is fully capable of leaving the Qian Tian Continent, able to fly to any realm on his Sword Boat without restraint."

"Unbound by us, he is truly free to soar the skies, without any fetters."

One of the three Divine Marquis and recently paying close attention to Pang Jian, Astonish Rainbow Marquis realized that Pang Jian still had strength to spare.

He also believed that Pu Zhaotian’s disciple possessed sufficient power and ability to break free from Lie Yi’s attempt at interception.

As if in response to him.

As this ship ascended into the air, Pang Jian, who had summoned both the Qingying Gang Shield and the divine object "Heart of Winter" to resist the assault of Fierce Sun God’s Brilliance, suddenly retreated into the ground.

Like a fish entering the sea, he vanished into the depths of the earth beneath the watchful eyes of everyone present.

With the earth as a barrier, all the Sun God’s Glare that fell from the sky could no longer harm him in the slightest.

The scorching, eye-catching divine light only managed to carve numerous holes in the ground but could not penetrate deep.

"Burrowing!"

"Pang Jian, he has such a technique?"

"No wonder he wasn’t in a hurry to stay at the back!"

Aboard the ship belonging to Bright Heaven Divine Kingdom, officers of the Astonish Rainbow Army, as well as young men from the Zhu and Jiang Family, exclaimed in surprise, admiring Pang Jian’s maneuver.

Those Bright Heaven Divine Kingdom dignitaries who had visited the Sword Tower and seen Pang Jian at Heaven Gate Peak also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The Devil Scale Tribe’s young girl Dazzling Shadow had killed many of their close friends, leaving them feeling powerless and disheartened.

Knowing full well how formidable Dazzling Shadow was, Pang Jian had descended from the Upper Realm and single-handedly, with just his sword, led Zhou Wenhao and the others to this ship.

Through this battle alone, Pang Jian had earned their respect.

On the Sword Boat, Cai Xin’s eyes suddenly brightened, saying, "The Tower Master has chosen well in this disciple!"

"I hope the Tower Master can ascend to True God, and I hope... the Sword Tower can once again take on the heavy responsibility in these troubled times, slaying the many powerful beings of Alien Tribes," said Shi Bingyun sincerely.

Both were aware, through communication with Jiang Ran, that even Jiang Ran was hoping for Pu Zhaotian’s Divine Enthronement.

Due to the harsh times, the internal strife within the Sword Tower had naturally dissipated, as they all faced common enemies and shared the same goals.

...

Five hundred zhang under the ground.

Pang Jian’s expression was grave as he consumed a Soul Nurturing Pill, calmly circulating the "Great Creation Sacred Body" and using the power of the Leaf of Life.

Previously, due to the presence of powerful members of the Wood Tribe in the sky, he was cautious not to reveal his identity and had not made use of the power of the Corrosion Boundary Vine.

Once he had receded into the ground, he brazenly mobilized various powers, seizing the life force from Pang Ling to heal the severe injury to his chest bone.

Meanwhile, he was also drawing upon the nature’s spiritual energy provided sustainance through the Mysterious Turtle concealed within the Saint Spirit Continent.

"Huff! Huff!"

An immense sea of Spiritual Energy emerged in his Spiritual Sea, and the mist-like Spiritual Energy was absorbed one after another by the Qingying Fragment Land, transforming into a profound Spiritual Power.

"The Yao Clan, worshippers of the Sun God. It is that Alien God Spirit that took residence in the sun, commanding Lie Yi to sacrifice Su Meng..."

Pang Jian muttered coldly.

He remembered the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land of Xuan You Continent, the sacrificial altars, and the countless divine idols.

During the period when Alien Tribes dominated Purgatory, surely many men and women of the Human Race were sacrificed like beasts or treasures to the Alien Gods of the Outer Realm, their flesh and souls becoming the food for those gods.

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