The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 483 - 459: Hidden Cultivation_1

Chapter 483: Chapter 459: Hidden Cultivation_1

Third Realm, Three Immortal Islands region.

Ice-rock City.

This territory, which originally belonged to Cyclops, now returned to its rightful owner.

The Cyclops, bursting forth from the Fifth Realm, moved across the three Fragment Lands to pay homage to the ancient city their ancestors had built and cultivated.

Time passed, and many things had changed.

Yet amidst the city’s ruins and broken walls, those carvings on the rock faces, those sacrificial murals, were still narrating the Cyclops’ once existence here.

They were born here but were driven to the Fifth Realm, where they nearly faced extinction.

It was their Ancestor Aman who tenaciously survived, who gradually refined their bloodline in the harsh environment of the Fifth Realm and carved a new path for the Cyclops.

—A new path of refining their bloodline with the Power of Filth and strengthening their bodies.

"Whoosh!"

A Fire Crystal Stone suddenly floated by.

Seated like a withered boulder behind Ice-rock City was Aman, resembling a gray rock mountain, with a huge incense burner placed before him.

The incense burner was not emitting any dark smoke.

This tenth-level Bloodline Fighter from the Fifth Continent, his single eye was firmly closed, as if his soul were traversing beyond the skies.

After the Fire Crystal Stone arrived, it was held in suspension by his power, and various scenes alternated within it.

The long-lived Ancestor Aman suddenly opened his single eye.

He watched the image of Pang Jian standing on the "Heart of Winter," saw the thick fog of extreme cold spewing from within that clear crystal sphere, which enveloped the peaks of the Raging Sun Sect.

"Ice Demon, the divine object left behind..."

Surprise gradually deepened in Aman’s eyes.

After a long time, the current leader of the Cyclops, his divine thoughts stirred slightly, and a brand-new altar capable of communicating with otherworldly divine beings appeared in an instant.

Within the incense burner, dark smoke also emerged.

As the altar materialized, Aman’s bloodline vibrated slightly, following a specific ancient ritual to connect with a particular being the altar was linked to.

An icy and chilling will, along with an extremely cold object, nearly simultaneously entered Aman’s heart.

This icy and chilling will belonged to a being that had ascended to godhood through the Rules of Extreme Cold and was now in a place just beyond the Purgatory Sky Dome.

As for the extremely cold object, it was presently within the Purgatory World.

This object was the "Heart of Winter," a relic left by the Ice Demon, now inside Pang Jian.

"In the past, my father communicated with the departing Ice Demon. Through numerous sacrifices of rare treasures, he extended my life. Another divine being emerged victorious in the divine war, took over His starry domain, and came to the outskirts of Purgatory."

"Pang Jian of the Sword Tower got the relic of the Ice Demon..."

Aman quickly grasped the truth.

He did not communicate with the perceived Goddess of Cold Crystal or use secret skills to converse with the owner of the "Heart of Winter," but instead stared blankly into the Sky Curtain.

Some hours later, he uttered a soft command, and two hundred-feet-tall Cyclops strode forward, kneeling before him.

"Pass down my order, all members of our tribe must prioritize protecting their own lives; there’s no need to recklessly slay the enemy. Stay away from the most intense battlefields if possible."

"To stay alive is our primary prerequisite."

Aman issued the command.

The two ninth-level Cyclops looked puzzled as they gazed at him.

"Our true enemy is not the humans in Purgatory but the Old Dragon in the Dragon Cave. I promised the Goddess of Heaven Clan I would participate in the battle to lead our people towards the Dragon Cave because I want that Old Thunder Dragon dead."

"Just because the Dragon Cave has always been in league with the humans, I have allowed our people to cooperate with other tribes."

"Lately, the Demon Race’s movements are unusual, and the situation with the Dragon Cave is unclear."

"Take a pause; there’s no rush to commit our combat strength."

The tenth-level Cyclops offered his explanation.

"Understood."

...

Fifth Layer of Purgatory.

On the boundary edge of the First Continent, a perfect divine figure shrouded in blood mist with exquisite features was looking down at the ultimate darkness below.

He had been here recently, releasing His profoundly deep divine thoughts, deeper than those of common divine beings, searching for something in the darkness underneath.

While warriors from the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm and the human race were entrenched in brutal warfare on the Qian Tian and Black Nether Continents, His attention was focused below the Fifth Realm of Purgatory.

"Whoosh!"

A Fire Crystal Stone fell from the sky and stopped behind Him.

The scene of Pang Jian fighting against Lie Yi, continuously drawing his sword to slay him, was clearly depicted in the crystal.

He in the blood mist had no expressions of sorrow or joy on His face, His eyes calm and unruffled.

It seemed as if the collapse of heaven and earth or the destruction of the universe could not disturb His inner peace.

The human attributes of another Divine Status were fading, so much so that when He recalled Pang Jian, He could barely remember him.

As His gaze lingered on that ultimate darkness, as His divine thoughts penetrated deeper into the desolate, void and cold oddity of the land, a divine being like Him was meant to erase his humanity.

The path He pursued would shatter His humanity, eventually eroding everything.

"My Lord."

The Fire God Shen Yalie folded his limbs, appearing out of thin air in human form, and stopped in the air behind Him.

"When will the Power of Filth continue to rise and flood into the Second Realm?" Shen Yalie asked respectfully.

He naturally knew all the details of the battle between Pang Jian and Lie Yi on the Qian Tian Continent, given that Qi Xu took orders directly from Him.

He did not mention the name Pang Jian or this matter because He felt there was no need.

He sensed that the one before Him had shifted his attention and was no longer very concerned about the experiences of a God Status within Purgatory.

He thought this was a good thing.

Even if Pang Jian was the new Realm God of this era, He shouldn’t let him invest too much effort or pay too much attention to it.

"It will take a few more years to brew," Luo Hongyan spoke in an emotionless voice, paused for a moment, and said, "Three months from now, a new position will emerge; you may have Qi Xu claim it."

Yan Lie nodded slightly.

"Before the Power of Filth surges upward to the Second Realm, another position will emerge. Tell those Level Nine warriors to try their best," Luo Hongyan said while still looking into the profound darkness, her divine consciousness continuing to pour into her pupils.

Yan Lie’s eyes brightened as he said, "With this, our topmost combat power will not fall too far behind the human race."

"Go," she said.

Luo Hongyan signaled Yan Lie to leave, and the Fire Crystal Stone that appeared here silently turned into dust.

His gaze lingered on the land of darkness.

After plotting for so long and creating a vessel that could bear His Divine Power, His motive was not only to fulfill the gods’ trust but also to delve into the Fifth Realm of Purgatory and probe this area that He found mysterious.

...

Panshi Fragment Land.

Pang Jian appeared in the territory of the Ice Tribe, sitting atop the gigantic altar, with the "Heart of Winter" floating above his head.

A host of tribespeople from the Ice Tribe watched him intently, as well as the "Heart of Winter."

Everyone was inexplicably nervous.

"It’s not the Goddess of Cold Crystal, nor is It infiltrating divine consciousness," he remarked.

Moments later, Pang Jian shook his head to dismiss their worries before speaking, "A Level Ten Cyclops named Aman communicated with the Ice Demon below using the altar and somehow guided it to the Heart of Winter. Oddly enough, he didn’t maintain the existence of the altar continuously and had no intention of communicating with me."

Since his return, seven days had already whisked by.

During these seven days, his name echoed throughout the Fifth Realm and across the entire Purgatory World.

The messages from Hu and his eldest martial brother Chen Weihuang in the Sword Command were like flakes of snow, pouring in.

In the Sword Light Symbol representing the entire Purgatory, the messages Xu Yu released to all Inner Sect Disciples of the Sword Tower were also mostly related to him.

His act of slaying the Yao Clan’s God Son on the evacuated Qian Tian Continent caused more of a stir than the indecisive battle between Pu Zhaotian and the Devil Scale Tribe chieftain Li Bai.

His martial brothers and sisters were all inquiring about his whereabouts, urging him to return to the Sword Tower, yet he stayed at the Panshi Fragment Land.

Chen Weihuang and Hu could not decipher his precise location merely by communicating through the Sword Command like Pu Zhaotian could.

Thus, under the guise of comprehending the way of the sword, he remained at the Panshi Fragment Land.

An hour before, he suddenly sensed a disturbance from the "Heart of Winter" and hurried to The Frozen Land.

He mistakenly thought it was the Goddess of Cold Crystal, who was on the verge of leaving Purgatory World, who had beguiled the souls of the Ice Tribe and prompted them to initiate the altar.

"What should we do now?" asked Second Elder Bingyuan, looking at him eagerly. "Here in this fragment land, unable to contact the outside world and solely enhancing our bloodline, there will always be limits. Sir, we also need to interact with others, to exchange some unique items that can amplify our strength."

Being an alien group, they were invariably subject to the humans’ xenophobic scorn.

The Alien Tribes might accept them, but at this stage of standoff between the Alien Tribes and the human race, any contact with the Aliens of the Fifth Realm would inevitably drag them into a conflict with the human race.

And Pang Jian was of the human race.

Since their arrival in Purgatory World, they had grown gradually dissatisfied with just scraping by.

"In a while, the Ice Armor Eel Dragon will be coming over. Once my status and realm among the human race rise a bit higher, and I possess sufficiently weighty influence and authority, I will seek a way out for you," Pang Jian promised.

It was then that a Golden Bee Insect flew out from the Mysterious Fog, and he instantly felt a connection.

Via the Bee King’s released Golden Bee Insect, he learned that the Level Nine Ice Armor Eel Dragon had fully consumed the heart and flesh of Long Zhan’s Dragon, enhancing its bloodline and experiencing a surge in combat power.

The Ice Armor Eel Dragon inquired if it was eligible to join the contenders for Demon God, seeking to advance on the path toward a Demon God’s position.

The White Fox Demon King was also asking him about the current state of Purgatory and whether she could return.

"Wait a little longer," he replied.

This message was for both the Bee King and the people of the Ice Tribe.

...

Time flew swiftly.

In the time that followed, Pang Jian went nowhere; he meditated deeply and practiced swordsmanship in the Panshi Fragment Land, uncovering the mysteries of the Extinction Realm and increasingly honing his strength.

He knew that the impending battle between the human race and the Fifth Realm’s Alien Tribes would reach the Immortal Realm.

The battlefield would likely erupt in the Second Realm, where the Sword Tower stood.

The Alien Tribe powerhouses, who held the Sword Tower in awe, would assail it in wave after wave.

That vast land of the Second Realm, with its higher grade Spirit Veins compared to the Third Realm, could withstand the fights of the Immortal Realm and Level Nine warriors.

By then, it might be that numerous Level Nine Bloodline Fighters, along with some Level Nine Demon Kings, would join forces to storm the Sword Tower.

"I hope that day comes as late as possible," he thought.

"I hope I have more time to prepare."

As he dedicated himself to arduous cultivation with that thought in mind, he received a message from the Mysterious Turtle that the Rock Bear Demon King had slain an Ice Crystal Beast and was now devouring its heart in pursuit of advancing on the path to Demon God.

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