The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 525 - 500: The First Fallen True God_1

Chapter 525: Chapter 500: The First Fallen True God_1

Fourth Realm.

West of the Demon Spirit Continent, in the depths of the Mysterious Fog, lies the Boundary Wall.

An ancient Mysterious Turtle, level ten, like the remains of a massive piece of Panshi Fragment Land, seemed to be attached to the Boundary Wall itself.

The Mysterious Turtle, its demon soul burnt out and not a shred of flesh remaining, didn’t even have its precious turtle shell anymore.

Only this skeleton, eroded by time and the Mysterious Fog for many years, remained on the Boundary Wall that was hidden in the depths of the Mysterious Fog.

"Back then, if you had agreed to my proposal, you, the Heaven Phoenix, and I, plus the Primordial Serpent. How could the four of us Great Demons not be able to change Purgatory?"

"At that time, there were fewer Human True Gods than there are now, and fewer level ten warriors among the Alien Tribes, with not as much intervention from Alien Gods from the Outer Realm."

"The four of us working together, with careful planning, could have fully taken advantage of the deaths of True Gods and level ten warriors to allow our Demon Race to reign over Purgatory anew!"

"You were the oldest, you were highly esteemed. If you wouldn’t, then the Heaven Phoenix would listen to you."

"And what happened?"

"Did the Human Race deliver those continents they promised after the war as agreed? The Heaven Phoenix put in a lot of effort to forge the seven Heavenly Tribulation Pillars in the Fifth Realm, weren’t they meant to constrain the bloodline of our Demon Race?"

"That Realm God you believed in, did he help you fight for our rightful entitlements after the fact?"

A tall elder in green robes, conspicuous with dragon horns on his forehead, with bare broad feet, hovered in the void facing the remains of the old Mysterious Turtle, with a world of interwoven thunder and lightning phantoms appearing and disappearing behind him.

Standing in the depths of the Mysterious Fog, he seemed to exist within the Thunderbolt Kingdom he had forged, exuding a domineering presence as if he were the supreme ruler of both heaven and earth.

He was the master of the Dragon Cave, the de facto ruler of the Saint Spirit Continent, the Old Thunder Dragon who had controlled the Thunder God’s Path solo for ten thousand years.

"For the sake of a mere Demon Spirit Continent, and moreover, a Demon Spirit Continent in the Fourth Realm, you actually gave up everything."

The Old Thunder Dragon, resenting its lack of assertiveness, boomed like thunder, "The value of your life far exceeded a single Demon Spirit Continent! I really can’t understand why you chose death!"

As the strongest dragon of his time, speaking his frustration to the remains of the old Mysterious Turtle in the Mysterious Fog where no living creature roamed.

Yet his words were still filled with respect.

He and the old Mysterious Turtle simply had different ideals. When he was a young dragon, he too had been supported by the Mysterious Turtle, and he knew deeply that all the old turtle did was not for itself—

—but forever for the sake of the entire Demon Race.

He was discontented with the Mysterious Turtle’s unwavering choice to stand with the Human Race because of the Realm God’s intervention during each war.

He had personally experienced the Human Race’s betrayal time after time!

He refused to be fooled by Human True Gods again, resentful that despite contributing, he still couldn’t get what he wanted. He began to act on his own, in his way.

"You did it for the Demon Race, and so do I. I will prove to you that I am the one who is right."

The Old Thunder Dragon turned around and looked at a figure that had been waiting there for a long time to appear.

"Sizzle!"

Revealing his true Thunder Dragon form, his body meandered like a river of thunder, sealing off a vast expanse of empty space with thunder and lightning in the Mysterious Fog.

Which also caused the golden figure that had just appeared to drastically change color.

"Fan Ao, the Supreme God worshipped by the Ghost Clan, had calculated your arrival here,"

"And I have been waiting here for three months."

"Since I’m here, and since I’ve waited for so long, you will definitely not be able to escape back to Purgatory alive."

Billions of dazzling lightning bolts, mixed with the truths of the Great Tao, covered a space of thousands of miles within the Mysterious Fog, enveloping the true god Fan Ao who had barged in.

Behind Fan Ao in the void, another Supreme God revered by the Ghost Clan, Zimo, and a level ten warrior of the Ghost Clan, Wubi, were in charge of the rearguard.

Fan Ao had no chance to escape.

...

Panshi Fragment Land.

The Space Teleportation Array that once stood in the Yuan Ji Fragment Land now stood on an open field in the Cloud Wilderness.

The hunchbacked Mu Aichuan stood beside the hexagonal Teleportation Array.

He embedded special Spirit Stones into the Array and when significant spatial ripples arose, he said, "Sword Tower over there has already sent a message; they can send people over at any time."

"There won’t be any problems, right?" Pang Jian seemed a bit nervous.

Mu Aichuan said proudly, "How could there be any problems with the Teleportation Array I personally built?"

Pang Jian nodded, "Good, then tell them to send people over."

Instead of immediately relaying the message, Mu Aichuan, who held the Sword Command, after a moment of silence, suddenly said, "This Fragment Land is quite special; it should be divided into different sectors. The ones settled here in the Cloud Wilderness should be those you are closest to and trust the most."

"For the Forbidden Land of Thunder God, the mining volcano area over there, and where the Frozen Land is, it’s better to settle the incoming outsiders."

"And also..."

This elder, loyal to Pu Zhaotian, frowned and said, "What exactly are you planning for those people from the Ice Tribe?"

Pang Jian said, "I haven’t thought it through yet."

"The presence of the Demon Race here isn’t too problematic. But for the Alien Tribes... it’s a bit sensitive," Mu Aichuan said coldly, "From the moment you start bringing people in, the secrets of this Fragment Land are destined to be exposed. I suggest we simply eliminate all those from the Ice Tribe, lest we give others a hold over us in the future."

Pang Jian said firmly, "No!"

"Those above might tolerate your acceptance of the Demon Race, but it’s unlikely they’ll tolerate you taking in members of the Alien Tribes as well," Mu Aichuan advised earnestly, "Even if these Alien Tribes don’t belong to the Purgatory World and have no vendetta against us, it would still be difficult to get those above to accept them."

"One day, what I do won’t need their acceptance," Pang Jian replied resolutely.

Mu Aichuan looked at him deeply, a rare smile appearing in his eyes as he nodded and said, "In this regard, you and your shifu are quite alike, both at odds with those others."

"As far as I know, in an era long before the current True Gods took control of Purgatory, we used to allow some space for the Alien Tribes to survive."

"As long as they had good relations with us and stood opposed to the tribes of the Fifth Realm, we would allow them to make a living in the Upper Realm."

"The Wood Tribe, Cyclops, and the likes of the Jiuli Clan once lived in harmony with us, the Human Race. Various reasons, some True Gods’ extremist thoughts, have led us to become extremely xenophobic."

"However, the philosophy of our Sword Tower has never been so extreme; we do allow the existence of Alien Tribes."

"It’s a pity that an arm can’t twist a thigh. As one Sword God after another fell, and as our Sword Tower declined to the Second Realm, the voice we emit is now heard by no one."

"Pang Jian, by accepting those people from the Ice Tribe, you are essentially upholding the Sword Tower’s original policy."

"I hope you succeed."

Having said these heartfelt words, Mu Aichuan then communicated via Sword Command.

"Swoosh! Swoosh, swoosh!"

Qi Qingsong, Zhou Qingchen, and Zhuang Yuyan, as the first batch of transportees, directly descended from above the Teleportation Array, arriving from the Sword Tower on Qitian Continent.

"Pang Jian! What else are you hiding from us?"

Just as he landed on the Teleportation Array, Qi Qingsong started grumbling, "What? Because Zhou Qingchen is your brother, I’m not? Why does he know about Panshi Fragment Land, why has he been here with Dong Tianze, and I have not?"

"Junior Brother Pang, do you have any issues with us?" Zhuang Yuyan also chimed in snidely.

The two were amazed upon finding out that Pang Jian had a Fragment Land of his own, and they grew even more eager when they learned of its mystery, through the mouth of Zhou Qingchen, who had already spent some time in the Panshi Fragment Land with Dong Tianze.

This made both of them secretly disgruntled.

"The two of them know because Red Mountain is finished, and Yin Spirit Temple is gone," Pang Jian was rather straightforward, "After coming out from Saint Spirit Continent, the two of them had no home left, and seeing they had nowhere else to go, I brought them here."

Such explanation immediately dispelled the dissatisfaction in their hearts.

"Also, this Fragment Land was originally formed from the Forbidden Land of Thunder God and The Frozen Land, which neither of you have never been in."

Pang Jian rose into the air, pointed to the transformed Forbidden Land of Thunder God, and to the desolate volcanic mining area in the distance, and gave them another serious introduction.

"Zhou, I have also brought over the disciples of Red Mountain from Yin Que Fragment Land for you. The Zhou Family members who will come later, along with some other disciples of Red Mountain, can go to a newly built town in the Forbidden Land of Thunder God."

"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"

While he was still introducing, Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan had already whizzed away to explore this small world belonging to Pang Jian.

...

The Sword Tower, or rather Shifu Pu Zhaotian, spared no effort in supporting the Panshi Fragment Land.

Not long after the people from Red Mountain and the Zhou Family arrived, Elder Yao Junhong personally led a group of skilled craftsmen to descend onto Panshi Fragment Land, immediately beginning to lay out plans for a town within the Fragment Land.

According to Yao Junhong, since Pang Jian was to assume the position of Tower Master in the future, Panshi Fragment Land naturally became part of the Sword Tower’s territory.

It was only right that the Sword Tower provided support and the necessary investment.

The people who built the towns, the masters of Arrays, the administrative personnel, all the talent needed by the Fragment Land, Yao Junhong brought some of them over, and they got to work in the Fragment Land like precision machinery.

Except for The Frozen Land, which was not to be touched upon Pang Jian’s request, the rest of the regions began to form towns.

Some areas had rivers directed to form lakes, some forests were cleared out, making way to plant more medicinal herbs that greatly nourish the spirit.

Towns, lakes, forests, and mining areas were all planned out methodically.

A Sect’s mountain gate territory, the land for the dependant families’ towns, and the mining and herb cultivating areas were all being developed.

Every day, Panshi Fragment Land was changing, with new groups of people migrating in.

While the people of this realm were living in trepidation, Panshi Fragment Land was thriving in its development.

Gradually, it became a paradise known only to a very few.

...

One day.

The Dark Giant Python, which had not contacted him for a long time, suddenly initiated a telepathic link.

"This Rebel Kid, hiding away in the Demon Spirit Continent for so long, finally remembered me," Pang Jian muttered, then suddenly, through the eyes of the Dark Giant Python, he saw a massive Giant Dragon soaring in the high skies of the Demon Spirit Continent, within the Thunder and Lightning Sea.

"Dragon Cave! Old Thunder Dragon!"

"The leader of our Demon Race!"

"How did he fly out from the Mysterious Fog?"

Many Level Eight Great Demons and Level Seven Demons with awakened Spiritual Intelligence were all looking up to the sky, cheering.

Every animal with wisdom, aware of its origin, whether a Ferocious Beast or Spirit Beast, held some degree of worship and awe for the strongest of the Demon Race of this era—Old Thunder Dragon.

The appearance of the Thunder Dragon stirred the Demon Spirit Continent.

When all the Great Demons’ gazes concentrated on the sky, a loud dragon chant burst forth from the mouth of the Giant Dragon.

Following the shattering dragon chant, the spectacle of the Divine Dharma Aspect of the True God Fan Ao fracturing and his Spiritual Soul obliterated by thunder and lightning vividly appeared on the belly of the dragon.

"True God Fan Ao, blasted to death by the Thunder Dragon!"

...