The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 500 - 476: It’s You!_1

Chapter 500: Chapter 476: It’s You!_1

"Only the sword, and no swordsman."

Dazzling Shadow let out a cold smile.

Shining scales of armor suddenly covered her face, transforming into natural carapace enveloping her body.

With the ability to freely control her innate demon armor, the moment it appeared, she instantly regained her peak fighting prowess.

She dared to reveal her true form, dared to drop all pretenses, because she had received the assurance of a Great Demon God.

—No more powerhouses from the Demon Sect would enter the Demon Abyss, and everything that occurred within the Abyss would remain unknown to the people of the outer world.

That Great Demon God also informed her that at this moment, not a single cultivator from the Immortal Realm remained in the Demon Abyss, and the scant few from the Extinction Realm would also gradually leave the Abyss.

Dazzling Shadow, empowered by the Demon Abyss, and now without any worries, wielded the saw-toothed long blade and slashed towards the Origin Demon Sword.

"Huh!"

Thick and profound blue-black demon light moved with the gesture of her swinging the blade.

An image of a demon god formed of demon light emerged instantaneously behind Dazzling Shadow.

This demon god had a slender figure, with giant bony wings on its back. Holding the saw-toothed demon knife, it seemed poised to seize the Origin Demon Sword, to claim it as its own.

A will of the demon god, from the Outer Star River, using a massive purple Demon Stone, stealthily infused itself into this shadowy figure.

"Qing Ji!"

A fierce roar came from within the black-gold longsword.

This demon god’s figure, with its massive bone wings, was all too familiar to it, and in an outburst, it recognized its origin, bellowing in fury, "Qing Ji, you’ve actually become a Demon God and dare attack me!"

"Clang!"

A slash of blade light landed above the black-gold longsword. This demon sword, without a wielder, spun through the void and flew towards the distance.

The demon god addressed as Qing Ji pursued in silence, as if wanting to enter the small world within the sword and confront the Origin Demon Soul head-on.

"This Demon Stone can actually summon the will of a Demon God."

Surprise flashed in Dazzling Shadow’s cool, serene pupils.

As new demonic runes proliferated on the blade, and those Demon Gods kept urging her to hasten the chase after the Origin Demon Sword and help Demon God Qing Ji extinguish the soul within the sword.

She considered calmly for a moment and then casually tossed the saw-toothed long blade onto the ground.

She floated down and sat serenely within the thick, deep-sea-like blue-black demon light, trying to communicate with the Demon Stone using her own demon soul, wanting to unravel the mysteries within the stone.

The moment she entered into meditation, her mind and consciousness were absorbed by the Demon Stone, submerging her in an unknown realm.

The demon knife beside her, where the demonic runes surged wildly, was receiving urgent messages from celestial Great Demon Gods, but she could no longer hear them.

Elsewhere.

A shadow, conjured by Demon God Qing Ji and refined with Demon Element Power, chased after the Origin Demon Sword for a stretch.

The farther Qing Ji’s shadow image pursued, the fainter and more insubstantial it became, until it was ethereal and powerless.

"Qing Ji!"

The black-gold longsword abruptly stopped, then slashed at the winged-back shadow image, shattering the vain appearance of the shadow image into fragments.

"Qing Ji! You were once my underling, yet you dare to strike at me after ascending to a Demon God?"

The Origin Demon roared in rage.

A divinely conscious will, as the shadow dissipated, hastily retreated, the demon god’s will screeching in agitation, "Dazzling Shadow, where are you? You should be aiding me in our fight against Him!"

Qing Ji suffered because Dazzling Shadow had stopped, not controlling the demon knife to charge along with Him.

His shadow, crafted by demon consciousness and Demon Element Power, was after all only an illusion, a mere bubble. Only if Dazzling Shadow could shatter the sword itself, would He have an opportunity to take advantage and erase the Origin Demon.

Since Dazzling Shadow did not follow the will of the Demon God to pursue and kill, He had no opportunistic foothold and had to retreat the way He came.

As He fled, the Origin Demon sword turned to counter chase.

When the black-gold longsword reached the massive purple Demon Stone, the Origin Demon noticed Dazzling Shadow sitting below the stone, beginning to comprehend the profound marvels within the stone.

"A genius from the Purgatory Devil Scale Tribe, a fool like me who once obeyed the Outer World Demon Gods, thinking he would eventually attain everything."

"Perhaps letting her comprehend the secrets within the Demon Stone will move her unbreakable heart by letting her know my experiences," he thought.

The Origin Demon Sword stopped halfway, not hurrying to approach the Demon Stone, not showing any malice towards Dazzling Shadow.

He observed silently, watching clusters of demon patterns emerge on the blade, each probably corresponding to a Demon God or Great Demon God from the Outer Star River—he could tell with just a glance.

One cluster of blue-black demon patterns, more malevolent and terrifying than all the others, slowly morphed into a lotus platform adorned with gruesome bone spurs.

"He Motian!"

The Source Demon howled within the small world inside the sword.

...

Outside.

Xiang Shengwei, the leader of the Demon Sect, stepped out of the secret chamber and sent several messages in quick succession with magic talismans, informing all the heads of the Demon Sect’s branches to not allow any Sect scions to enter the Demon Abyss for the time being.

In a hall used for issuing orders and summoning Sect Elders, the ground suddenly split open to reveal a blue-black lotus platform.

Xiang Shengwei’s lips curled into a cold, misanthropic smirk as he swept his sleeves towards the blue-black lotus platform, forming various complex and profound hand seals.

Within the Demon Abyss, a malevolent force that twisted hearts and urged evil was beginning to quietly spread outward.

The sinister and undetectable glimmer, helped along by some force, spread quickly across the entire Demon Abyss Continent in a short amount of time, covering the land.

And so.

Scions from various Sects and families who migrated from the Fourth Realm and the Third Realm began to fight over trivial matters.

Those with long-standing grudges saw the seeds of evil in their hearts grow slowly, culminating in bloody incidents.

Within the Demon Sect, in Black Valley, and in all areas where the Human Race was active, conflicts escalated from small to large, intensifying with each moment.

Until everything was beyond control.

All cultivators on the Demon Abyss Continent, including ordinary mortals, were plunged into a state of chaos they could not control.

Slaughter and death spread rapidly across the Demon Abyss Continent.

...

Amidst the ruins, Pang Jian had already fully refined the heart of the eighth-level Flame Dragon.

Suddenly, he ceased practicing the Original Demon Fusion Spell and frowned towards what lay ahead.

A familiar silhouette flew towards him swiftly.

The newcomer was dressed in a moon-white magical robe, her figure graceful and swaying with each movement, giving off an infinitely beautiful and majestic aura.

"Ying Yue..."

Muttering to himself, Pang Jian, who was showing his true appearance, pretended not to recognize her, his eyes filled with confusion.

Li Jie, who was leaning against the Kirin Bell and drinking Green Fruit Juice, waited boredly for him to wake up.

Seeing Ying Yue approach, Li Jie immediately became alert and asked, "Who is that? Pang Jian, do you know her?"

Pang Jian shook his head: "I don’t know her."

"If you don’t know her, why does she look like she wants to kill someone?" Li Jie scratched his head, habitually shrinking inside the Kirin Bell, and said, "I really don’t know her; it’s better to hide for now."

He could feel that the other party had come for revenge, and he feared he would be a burden once more.

"Sword Tower, Pang Jian!"

The Moon Goddess Ying Yue clenched her teeth, paying no mind to the wonders at the Demon Stone.

Her cold and gloomy eyes, like arrows of Cold Ice, shot towards Pang Jian as she exclaimed harshly, "It was you!"

Pang Jian quickly denied: "It wasn’t me."

"It was you!"

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