The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 537 - 511: Tit for Tat_1

Chapter 537: Chapter 511: Tit for Tat_1

"The two Dark Ghosts you’ve refined are quite impressive."

With some envy, Qian Bo looked at the "Dark Ghosts" racing through the water and regretted, "Had I known Dark Ghosts were so powerful, I would have cultivated the Spirit Spell to condense them too."

"I didn’t foresee that the alien tribes of the Fifth Realm would rush up with the Filth Alien Power when I was cultivating this Magic Spell," said Yang Ronghao, directing the two Dark Ghosts towards Dong Tianze’s location. "Only the souls of strong warriors from the Ghost Clan of the Fifth Realm, and at least of the seventh level, can be refined into Dark Ghosts."

"Previously..."

Using his Divine Sense to scan the surroundings and sensing no one else was around, Yang Ronghao whispered, "Guess, where did I obtain the souls of the powerful Ghost Clan from the Fifth Realm in the past?"

Qian Bo shook his head, indicating he didn’t know.

"Have you ever heard that before the Filth Alien Power surged upwards, the Fourth Realm had an organization called Dark Ghost?" Yang Ronghao asked with a smile.

Qian Bo was startled, "The Dark Ghost of the Fourth Realm, could it be related to our Gui Sacrificial Sect?"

"The previous Ghost Leader of Dark Ghost was Han Zhiyuan from Yin Spirit Temple. It was our Second Elder of Gui Sacrificial Sect who had Han Zhiyuan establish Dark Ghost to communicate and trade with the alien tribes of the Fifth Realm, thus obtaining rare materials from the Fifth Realm."

"The souls of strong warriors from the Ghost Clan have always been the best material for refining Dark Ghosts. Before the Filth Alien Power surfaced, the Fifth Realm was also in disarray."

"With strong warriors from the Ghost Clan who died in battle, their souls would be collected by containers, and the alien tribes would exchange these for materials from the Upper Realm through Dark Ghost."

"Why did that perished organization have to be named Dark Ghost? The Second Elder wanted to convey, through the name itself, to certain people in the know not to truly wipe out Dark Ghost."

"Otherwise, with the forces of the Third Realm knowing what Dark Ghost was doing behind the scenes, why wouldn’t they eliminate it once and for all?"

"Being from the same Third Realm, were Raging Sun Sect, Star River Alliance, Red Mountain, and Blood Moon really afraid of Yin Spirit Temple?"

"Wasn’t it because of the name Dark Ghost? Our Second Elder of Gui Sacrificial Sect’s painstaking cultivation of the Dark Ghost Magic Spell was well-known; they guessed that behind Dark Ghost, there was the shadow of our Second Elder."

"Therefore, they dared not act rashly!"

As Yang Ronghao revealed the inside story, the two "Dark Ghosts" successfully located Dong Tianze.

...

Amidst the dense aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake.

In the instant the two emerald-colored "Dark Ghosts" appeared, the "Yin Spirit Blood Halberd" laid out before Dong Tianze suddenly emitted a strong soul disturbance in the water.

Within ten yards around him, it instantly turned into a ghostly and dark area.

The Spirit Evils he had refined, like the ghost warriors and guards within this ghostly area, eerily encircled the two "Dark Ghosts," attacking Yang Ronghao’s ghostly entities.

His ghostly entities were not powerful, but they made up for it in numbers.

Using hundreds of Spirit Evils against the two "Dark Ghosts," they soon gained an overwhelming advantage.

However, just as the Spirit Evils were about to tear the two "Dark Ghosts" apart, suddenly six Copper Coins burst into this ghostly area.

"Whoosh!"

From the eyes of each Copper Coin, "Soul-Extinguishing Thunder Fire" burst forth, incinerating most of the Spirit Evils flitting about in the dark ghostly area in the blink of an eye.

The temporary ghostly area constructed meticulously by Dong Tianze with his profound Soul Skill and the Yin Spirit Blood Halberd was also instantly ignited by the thunder fire.

Dong Tianze grunted, blood snaking from his nostrils.

Seeing the two "Dark Ghosts" break free from the encirclement, in coordination with the six "Thunder Fire Copper Coins," converging to strike at him, he was forced to retreat in a sorry state once again.

...

In midair, aboard the Ghost Cloud Ship.

Xing Heng stood on the deck with his hands behind his back, squinting as he overlooked the lake below, noticing Qian Bo and Yang Ronghao dropping into the lake like two grains of rice.

"Protector Xing."

A voice emanated from the Black Jade Waist Token at his waist.

Xing Heng quickly grabbed the token, answering with deep respect, "Elder Xing is here."

The other side responded, "Hurry up."

Xing Heng paused for a moment, then nodded, "Shall I go down and capture him myself?"

"Mm."

"Understood."

After informing the crew on the Ghost Cloud Ship, Xing Heng descended towards the lake below.

The original command he received was not to rush.

He was to force Dong Tianze gradually using Soul Wandering Realm, then Extinction Realm, making him flee in dread.

In the end, when Dong Tianze was utterly exhausted, they were to capture him alive.

Because the initial command was such, he had not personally taken action but had instead ordered two from the Extinction Realm under his command to "grind" Dong Tianze down slowly following that person’s instructions.

Now, he didn’t know why that person had changed their mind so suddenly, but he had to comply.

"Swoosh!"

Far in the sky, a blue-robed figure flew on a sword.

The passing of the sword left behind a dazzling streak of black-gold light, extremely bright for onlookers.

Xing Heng’s face darkened, and he immediately took notice of a Sword Command hanging from the waist of the young man on the sword.

"Sword Tower!"

From behind Xing Heng, a hundred-yard tall pitch-black flag unfurled, arrogantly displaying its presence.

Within the black flag, rolling clouds seemed to swirl, as if concealing thousands of fierce and malevolent ghosts.

A chilling and eerie aura permeated the void near the flag, turning a vast expanse of sky into what seemed like the land of Yama.

"Gui Sacrificial Sect!"

Individual Cultivators in the northern part of Hongdu Fragment Land, each in their distinct woods and lakes, could all likewise see this flying pitch-black flag high in the void.

Thus, they also learned that the one wielding the flag must be a Great Cultivator of the Gui Sacrificial Sect.

Afterward, those who were paying attention to the movement of the flag also noticed a streak of black-gold sword light flashing by.

"Sword Tower!"

Many high-level Individual Cultivators were instantly excited and swiftly approached the position of the sword light and the flag.

These Individual Cultivators, who enjoyed watching the excitement, had long known that the people from the Gui Sacrificial Sect had been chasing Dong Tianze in the northern part of the Fragment Land.

Some Individual Cultivators had experienced the battles in the world below and knew that Dong Tianze had a deep relationship with Pang Jian, who in turn was the proud disciple of Pu Zhaotian.

The appearance of strong figures from both Sword Tower and the Gui Sacrificial Sect in the north caused the Individual Cultivators to look forward with anticipation.

...

"Huh!"

Pang Jian abruptly stopped in midair above the lake.

His eyes turned dark gold, and as he looked down, he saw six Copper Coins collaborating with two Ghost Objects, chasing after Dong Tianze in the depths of the lake.

Two Great Cultivators from the Gui Sacrificial Sect at the Extinction Realm were rapidly closing in on the Copper Coins and the Ghost Objects.

In the sky, a hundred-zhang tall black flag fluttered with noise, with a Ghost Cloud Ship hovering even higher above.

"Immortal Realm, Xing Heng..."

His gaze suddenly settled on the Protector of the Gui Sacrificial Sect, watching as Xing Heng slowly descended.

At that moment, Xing Heng exclaimed in shock, "The disciple of Pu Zhaotian, Pang Jian?"

Pang Jian didn’t ask but affirmed directly, "Are you the Gui Sacrificial Sect’s Xing Heng?"

"Correct."

Xing Heng landed at the same height as him and also glanced at the situation at the bottom of the lake, saying, "Dong Tianze of the Yin Spirit Temple has secretly cultivated the sorcery of the Blood Spirit Sect, and has gone astray. This individual is extremely talented, ruthless, and decisive; if left unchecked, he will definitely become an important puppet for the Alien Gods from Outer Space."

"Pang Jian, recently, many evil Sects from the Second Realm have been emerging, clearly part of the conspiracies of the Alien Gods from the Outer Realm."

"Our Gui Sacrificial Sect is responsible for cleansing the remnants of the Blood Spirit Sect, and Dong Tianze is the one who most deserves to be eradicated. You must’ve come here for the greater good, to eliminate your friend, haven’t you?"

As he spoke, that black flag suddenly expanded a millionfold.

The flag came crashing down like a huge lid, entirely covering the lake where Dong Tianze was hiding.

"Swoosh! Swoosh, swoosh!"

Thousands of ferocious souls and Ghost Objects moved across the surface of the black flag, and ominous, solemn ghostly temples and pavilions silently erected themselves.

An eerie kingdom carefully crafted by the Soul Spirit Ghost Objects appeared on the flag out of nowhere.

Under the flag, the lake and those within it, including Dong Tianze and two Great Cultivators from the Gui Sacrificial Sect in the Extinction Realm, were immediately suppressed by the evil spirits and the wicked kingdom.

While Xing Heng spoke, his hands never ceased moving.

"Huff! Huff, huff!"

Many high-level Individual Cultivators from the Hongdu Fragment Land, either standing on the giant trees around the lake or riding artifacts in midair, watched from a distance at Xing Heng and Pang Jian.

Individual Cultivator Huang Qi and Lin Miaojin from the Wind Listening Tower wisely stood at the very far end on the top of a tree.

Behind these two, an old man with a hooked nose was perched on a not particularly tall pine tree.

From the height of the pine tree and his distance, it was hard for an average person to see the situation at the lake.

Yet, he could see everything clearly.

...

"I am here to take Dong Tianze away."

Pang Jian, unaware of what was happening under the black flag, did not say much. He simply drew the Origin Demon Sword and said, "Move the flag."

"Pang Jian, wasn’t I clear enough? Dong Tianze is a member of the Blood Spirit Sect, secretly cultivating their sorcery," Xing Heng said coldly.

Pang Jian repeated, "Move the flag."

Xing Heng’s eyes flashed fiercely, and with a strange smile, he said, "You think you can play unreasonable with me, with our Gui Sacrificial Sect? Pang Jian, I know of your deeds and achievements in the lower world. I am also aware of the merits you have accumulated in dealing with the invasion of the Alien Tribes."

"But let’s be clear about something."

"Since Dong Tianze is a member of the Blood Spirit Sect, he is destined to become an Evil Demon, destined to have his mind corrupted by the Alien Gods from Outer Space. Moreover, since he possesses an exceptional talent for cultivation, the danger he poses is even greater."

"I..."

Before Xing Heng could finish, Pang Jian swung his sword toward the flag below.

A dazzling sword light emerged, mingled with the sun, moon, and stars, as if the entire starry river from the Outer Starry Sky was condensed into this one sword.

The dark, gloomy, and desolate space of the Outer Starry Sky was brought into Purgatory by one sword.

All the Individual Cultivators gathered, no matter how far they were from that sword light, felt as though they were in the starry space of the Outer Realm.

In a daze, it was as if they had left the Purgatory World and were soaring in the cold and dark expanse, flying among the stars, staying atop the Bright Moon.

"Rip!"

While they were involuntarily contemplating the wonders of the starry sky, they heard the sound of silk being torn, and were instantly pulled back to reality.

In the real world, that sword light, resembling a river of stars, actually cut through the evil kingdom created by myriad ghosts, shattering the black flag with a single slash!

"My Witch Ghost Flag!"

Xing Heng was furious.

He did not expect that Pang Jian would forgo any explanation, and before he even finished speaking, delivered that slash.

He was even more astonished by the sheer power of Pang Jian’s sword, which was so exaggerated!

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