The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 559 - 531 Gathering of the Outer Gods_1

Chapter 559: Chapter 531 Gathering of the Outer Gods_1

Outside, in the dark and cold star river depths.

The Goddess of Cold Crystal maneuvered her divine seat as she passed through a nebula, her finely arched eyebrows knitting together as she halted the flight of her vessel.

Within the nebula situated between three enormous stars, divine power surged tumultuously as a host of solemn and majestic divine figures emerged.

Divine light swirled around the gods, making their enormous bodies, as vast as divine mountain steeps, appear even more gigantic.

At this moment, over a dozen god spirits had gathered in their true forms, seemingly engaged in a grand assembly.

And she, it was clear, was no longer on the list of the invited.

He Motian, with his four heads and four arms, and possessing four faces, stood erect in the center of the nebula. The field of magic power emanating from his body, vast as millions of fathoms, was enough to crush smaller stars to dust.

Zimo, the Supreme God of the Ghost Clan, his slender divine form surrounded by numerous cold and shadowy soul rivers, seemed to be encircled by ribbons.

Upon closer inspection, one could discern billions of ghostly creatures sinking and floating within each soul river.

And there were over a dozen such soul rivers.

Each soul river corresponded to a world, whose faith lay in Him, and whose cycles of life and death He controlled.

Existing in the outer starry sky, Zimo’s divine seat was crafted from several Earth Palaces. While conversing with He Motian, He noticed the passing of the Goddess of Cold Crystal.

His emotionless, casual glance fell upon the Goddess of Cold Crystal as if He considered her insignificant.

However, the Goddess of Cold Crystal respectfully bowed to Him and to He Motian from afar before swiftly leaving.

Zimo and He Motian, both High Gods, while she was only a Middle-level God. It was proper etiquette for a lesser deity to show respect to those a level above by paying homage.

"Wait for me," called out the Moon Goddess from within the nebula.

After that, she steered her own divine seat and fled from the stellar nebula where divine power surged like tides.

The Goddess of Cold Crystal, who had been heading towards her, hadn’t expected her to be among those invited.

Looking deep into the nebula, and seeing the fervent gazes of gods like the Sun God, the Goddess of Cold Crystal suddenly realized that because of her aloofness, she didn’t even have the qualification to join.

Moments later, the two goddesses had left that stretch of nebula behind.

As they headed towards the moon, side by side, the Goddess of Cold Crystal couldn’t help but ask, "What happened?"

"A plot by the gods against the Human Race of the Fifth Realm of Purgatory has failed."

Ying Yue, privy to the secrets within the Hongdu Fragment Land, explained, "The demigod body refined by He Motian and the soul body of Zimo have both been obliterated in a Fragment Land. It’s unlikely they can craft new bodies capable of battle in a short time; this trip was a heavy loss indeed."

"In the Fifth Realm of Purgatory, Ubi and Chi Feng, two level-ten warriors, also fell in battle within the Fragment Land."

"Mu Wentao, who was successfully swayed by Zimo, has had his identity exposed and may now be hunted by the various True Gods of the Human Race."

"..."

After briefly outlining the situation, Ying Yue said, "One cultivator who turned to worship Zimo and sought to assault godhood through the Ghost Dao has failed in his breakthrough. Strangely enough, a bundle of godhood has not immediately dissipated into the cosmos but was instead drawn to that little thief named Pang Jian."

"Another who sought to create a God of Death was likewise protected by the Human True Gods."

"And there is more..."

"Hold on a minute!" interrupted the Goddess of Cold Crystal, her icy pupils shining with dazzling divine light to the extreme, "The Pang Jian you mentioned, is he the one from the Sword Tower? He’s drawing godhood, could it be that he intends to ascend as a True God of the Purgatory Human Race?"

"If I’m not mistaken, isn’t he just at the Extinction Realm of the Human Race? The Extinction Realm, what right does he have to divine enthronement?"

The Goddess of Cold Crystal fired off questions in rapid succession.

Upon her divine seat, as resplendent as the bright moon, the Moon Goddess Ying Yue’s stunning visage showed a hint of chill, asking, "Why do you care so much about him?"

Ying Yue recalled her contact with Pang Jian in the form of a human on the Demon Abyss Continent and remembered the humiliation she endured.

The lips of the Goddess of Cold Crystal curled into a faint smile: "He’s an interesting fellow."

"You’ve encountered him?"

"Sort of."

"Through Divine Sense?"

"Yes. Ah, how did you know?"

After a few questions and answers, the two goddesses from the galaxies of the Outer Realm fell into silence.

...

The second realm void brightened as dawn approached.

Sword Boat’s mooring site.

"Dingling!"

The Sword Command that had been constantly held in Yao Junhong’s hand rang out urgently, and he immediately immersed his spirit within it.

Guanghe and Wang Ce also seized the Sword Command at the first opportunity.

As expected, the message came from Xu Yu.

She informed them that the Great Elder, Jiang Ran, had fallen in the Hongdu Fragment Land and that the Sword Light Heaven Gate, which encapsulated Jiang Ran’s Sword Dao principles, had also perished.

"Where are the True Gods?!" Yao Junhong’s rage became uncontrollable.

"They’ve always been there."

After a moment of silence, Xu Yu said calmly, "They have always been aware of the cataclysm in the Fragment Land and prepared early on. The price they paid was 7,000 Individual Cultivators and Elder Brother Jiang Ran. As a result, the two level-ten warriors, Ubi and Chi Feng, were killed, He Motian and Zimo’s demigod bodies were destroyed."

"And beings like Youkui and Yang Luo, a host of alien gods from the outer realms, have all been obliterated in the Hongdu Fragment Land."

"This counterattack staged by the True Gods against the Fifth Realm was overwhelmingly victorious."

Suddenly pausing, she continued, "Li Wang sent me a message saying that the disaster in the Hongdu Fragment Land has been resolved, and the six Mirror Tunnels set up in the void by that Sovereign hiding in the Fifth Realm are now ineffective."

"The Sword Boat can now set off for Hongdu Fragment Land, with no need to worry about being ambushed by the Alien Tribes anymore."

"Wait a minute! What!"

Xu Yu, who was in the Qitian Continent, suddenly received new information and exclaimed in shock, "Pang Jian in Hongdu Fragment Land has conjured a cluster of colourful clouds, and he’s attempting to forge Godhood in the Extinction Realm!"

"What?!"

The three Great Elders of the Sword Tower were thunderstruck.

The death of Jiang Ran, the strategies of the True Gods, the bitter defeat of the Alien Tribes—all were momentarily put aside.

The Sword Boat sped towards the Hongdu Fragment Land at its greatest velocity.

...

To the east of Hongdu Fragment Land.

At the bottom of a dry well, the pale-skinned woman within the black stone coffin continued to absorb the thick Death Power, still merging it with the cloud of colourful threads that symbolized a claim to Godhood.

It seemed as if she was completely unaware of the outside world turned upside down.

Unaware that the Woodman, Mu Weifeng, and Chi Feng of the Black Horn Tribe, who had been protecting her path, were already dead.

Above the dry well, in a thousand-zhang void, the Ghost Mother, who had controlled the Gui Sacrificial Sect for many years, was using the sinister and bizarre "Ghost Karma Lines" to thread through the insides of Chi Feng’s corpse.

Everything that Chi Feng experienced in life, the countless strategies and arrangements of the Sovereign of the Fifth Realm, and the numbers of the Evil Gods from the Outer Space associated with Purgatory.

Under the power of the "Ghost Karma Lines," the Ghost Mother gleaned significant information through Chi Feng and used the "Ghost Karma Lines" to directly strangle several powerful members of the Black Horn Tribe who were closely connected to Chi Feng.

"Pfft! Pfft, pfft, pfft!"

With every "Ghost Karma Line" that shattered, a level-nine warrior of the Black Horn Tribe perished along with their soul.

Utilizing Chi Feng, who had a level-ten Bloodline, the Ghost Mother methodically eliminated seven Black Horn Tribe powerhouses, nearly exterminating all of their elites in a single stroke.

After this calamity, the Black Horn Tribe of the Fifth Realm would never recover, posing no further threat to the Human Race.

"Bang!"

Chi Feng’s now worthless corpse was casually discarded by the Ghost Mother, tumbling beside the dry well.

The surge of Death Power from the death of a level-ten powerhouse was absorbed by the woman ascending to become a True God, converting into visible grey mists that poured into the dry well.

This grey mist, along with the crystalline glow representing Godhood, were still converging above the woman’s head.

"No one is protecting her path, clearly it’s a dead-end, yet she continues to strive for Divine Enthronement."

Jiang Fan, with long hair draped over his shoulders, hovered in mid-air.

Wearing an imperial crown, he looked down at the dry well and spoke curiously, "Any one of us could act, and she would be obliterated, why then does she stubbornly pursue Divine Enthronement?"

Liu Fu, from his position at the dry well, indifferently said, "She must be obsessed."

"I’ll protect her path. Let’s see if she can carve a path to become an Evil God using the truth of death," the Ghost Mother spoke in a deep and calm voice, not intending to joke. "I, too, am keen to find out if this path is truly viable."

Jiang Fan and Liu Fu were taken aback.

"No need to worry. With the three of us watching, even if she succeeds in ascending to become the God of Death, she will perish after becoming God," the Ghost Mother turned to glance at Hongdu City. "Pang Jian in the Extinction Realm is challenging the ascent to True Godhood. Knowing it’s impossible, yet this girl stubbornly insists on Divine Enthronement."

"Let them make all the fuss they want. I just want to know the outcome. You two... don’t you have any interest at all?"

Jiang Fan and Liu Fu immediately stated, "There’s no harm in watching."

...

Hongdu City.

"Don’t blame me for sealing you."

The Tian Du San Ren, with his white lantern in hand, suppressed the Origin Demon Sword resting next to Pang Jian, using his power previously imprinted in Hongdu City to render the Origin Demon Soul helpless.

"Mo Nan failed in his ascent to True Godhood precisely because you suddenly began eroding him," he said.

"The failed Mo Nan was overtaken by you, allowing you to inhabit his body and wreak havoc. To prevent history from repeating, I will not allow you to make any stealthy moves."

The white lantern glowed with a faint white flame, illuminating the Origin Demon Sword.

Inside the sword was a pitiful realm, and within the six Demon Secret Realms controlled by the Source Demon, magic power and Demon Souls were all silent; the consciousness of the Source Demon was becoming intermittent.

...

Panshi Fragment Land.

Following Plant and Thunderbolt, the Cold Ice Cave Heavens were also successfully created in The Frozen Land, with their internal structures becoming complete.

At the moment when the third Cave Heaven formed, the Mysterious Turtle slumbering deep underground immediately opened its eyes.

The Mysterious Turtle’s Bloodline evolved from level eight to level nine, turning into a Demon King.

As long as it remained within the Panshi Fragment Land, within the world it painstakingly refined, its combat strength would greatly increase.

A level-nine Demon King here was on par with a level-ten Demon God.

As ancient memories long buried began to resurface, the Mysterious Turtle also became aware of the disturbance caused by Pang Jian.

It exclaimed in surprise, "To challenge an Immortal God while in the Extinction Realm!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"

The rich nature’s spiritual energy of the Panshi Fragment Land began to converge from all directions, falling like rain into the depths of the earth.

Utilizing the connection between them, the Mysterious Turtle channeled this pure and profound Spiritual Energy directly into Pang Jian’s dantian.

As an ancient Demon God with a long lifespan, it knew upon the revival of its memory that practitioners of the Human Race in the Extinction Realm could theoretically ascend to Immortal Godhood.

However, in reality, there were no successful precedents so far.

...