The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 587 - 555: Enemies on a Narrow Road (1)

Chapter 587: Chapter 555: Enemies on a Narrow Road (1)

Ancient Demons were so formidable in the Purgatory World that they commanded fear.

The Heaven Phoenix, Thunder Dragon, Mysterious Turtle, and Primordial Serpent, their illustrious names are still widely circulated today, deterring the creatures of the Fifth Realm.

One could catch a glimpse of the terror of the Ancient Demons through Fan Di.

After receiving a massive amount of life force, that towering golden skeleton began to regrow flesh and blood at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In just a short time, there was an earth-shattering transformation.

Soon, the figure of a peculiar and ancient Demon God with a lion-tiger shape, hands, feet, and golden wings on its back began to take form.

Within the body of Fan Di, internal organs were still condensing, while the heart that had been stored within his bone walls was finally moved to the chest cavity to connect with veins and blood vessels.

Fan Di’s Qi and Blood and Soul Energy were resonating in subtle unison.

Body, blood, strength, soul—everything was gradually being balanced, making His aura grow increasingly astonishing.

Pang Jian’s True Body, which cultivated the "Great Creation Sacred Body," had reached the Creation Realm but felt it still couldn’t match Fan Di’s rate of physical recovery.

The heavens really do favor the Ancient Demon Clan too much.

No wonder the Mysterious Turtle, Heaven Phoenix, Primordial Serpent, and Thunder Dragon were able to resist the Human Race with its many True Gods; and no wonder those True Gods tried everything to weaken the power of the Ancient Demon Clan.

If the number of Demon Gods reached half that of the Human True Gods, the balance of power in the Purgatory World could be overturned once again.

"Pang Jian, from now on, you are my savior!"

This member of the Ancient Demon World’s Flesh-winged Tiger Tribe and a Thunder God spoke with teeth like saw blades, flashing with a cold and sharp metallic luster.

"I am about to regain thirty percent of my strength!"

He moved his tongue, licked his freshly formed lips tinged with Qi and Blood, reacclimated to the state of his limbs, and declared, "Thirty percent of my power is enough to kill a Water God of the Sea Clan!"

As he finished, He cast a provocative glance at the male Naga, saying coldly, "What are you waiting for?"

The Naga remained silent.

Fan Di sneered and added, "Earlier, the two of you joined forces to strike at me with such arrogance! So, you only dare to attack when I am weak?"

The Naga’s face showed a bitter smile as he said, "Actually, there’s no need for us to engage in a great conflict."

The plea for help had been sent out by Naga already, but it would take some time for the other three low-rank gods to arrive.

The Naga had intended to stall for time, but didn’t expect Fan Di’s recovery to be so rapid, leaving Him in quite the quandary.

If He delayed further, Fan Di would continue to regain strength, and by the time those three companions arrived, Fan Di would likely have recovered more than half of his peak power.

And Fan Di would be even harder to deal with by then.

However, if they did not continue to wait, He and Naga would be forced to go to war prematurely.

They had to face not just Fan Di, but also a god of the Purgatory Human Tribe.

And Fan Di had already regained flesh and three-tenths of his strength.

The Naga weighed the situation in secret and felt that with their siblings’ current strength, attempting to overcome Fan Di and Pang Jian at this time was nearly impossible.

They might not be able to win if they fought now.

Once the three companions arrived, Fan Di, the Demon God, would become even stronger, which gave the Naga a tremendous headache.

"Cough cough, earlier, my sister and I offended Your Excellency."

Having made up his mind, the Naga bowed towards Fan Di from a distance, chuckling dryly, "We were invited here because we heard that a Sovereign has decided to eradicate the Human Race of Purgatory to prevent future troubles."

"Yet, at present, we have not come into contact with any god of the Human Race; this is the first one."

"We..."

He watched Pang Jian’s facial expressions carefully, choosing his words, "We actually know nothing about the Human Race or Purgatory. If you’ve returned from the outside, planning to re-enter the Purgatory World, I advise you to reconsider."

He assumed Pang Jian was a god who had once broken out of Purgatory.

Pang Jian said with a mocking smile, "I didn’t expect you’d be concerned about me."

He was not in a rush, waiting for Fan Di to regain lost power while slowly spreading his Divine Sense outward.

Having achieved an Immortal Primordial Spirit, he experienced an odd sense of being back home when in the Mysterious Fog, like a fish returning to the ocean.

The Mysterious Fog limited the gods.

Like Fan Di and the current two Water Gods of the Sea Clan, their Divine Consciousness had very limited penetrative power and depended on special objects to transmit messages—and even then, the distance couldn’t be too great.

But as his Divine Consciousness spread, the sensation was not much different from being inside Purgatory, covering a vast range.

The Mysterious Fog, feared by all outside beings, suddenly became benign to him.

"An Immortal Primordial Spirit that’s never been born before, possessing the strange ability to traverse the ’Worlds of Purgatory,’ unrestricted by Divine Consciousness. My Immortal Primordial Spirit seems to be extremely well-suited to the Mysterious Fog!"

Pang Jian felt inwardly exhilarated.

At that moment, as his Divine Consciousness extended in all directions, he suddenly spotted three other Alien Gods emerging.

A giant Dark Bat, along with two triple-headed, six-armed giants.

The Dark Bat seemed to be the god venerated by the Feather Wing Tribe of the Fifth Realm.

It had also appeared in the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land before being smashed to death by Yu Xin of the Heaven Clan with a mighty blow to its puppet stone body.

The triple-headed, six-armed giants, also housed within puppets, had appeared in the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land as well.

Pang Jian clearly remembered that back then, when his realm was not high, he stood alongside the strong of the Third Realm by Li Yuqing, watching her slay those gods in puppet bodies with her sword.

Looking back, he hadn’t even been qualified to participate in the battle, only able to watch silently from the sidelines.

And now, with his corporeal body, he had escaped from the Purgatory World and once again encountered the Alien God Spirit from another realm amidst the most mysterious Mysterious Fog in the world.

The three familiar Alien Gods were no longer the puppet bodies of the past, no longer possessed by the Divine Consciousness.

They were all complete divine bodies!

"Aura, magnetic field, Qi and blood."

Having sensed with Divine Consciousness, he was certain that the three swiftly approaching Alien Gods were comparable in strength to the Water God Naga and his sister, Naga.

They were simply Low-rank Gods.

Just Low-rank Gods, even if they sought him out in their True Bodies, he would not cower.

"Wait a moment, wait for their two helpers to come, then we’ll slay them all at once," he said.

He sneered once on the Origin Demon Sword, saying nonchalantly, "These siblings are deliberately engaging us in a drawn-out battle just to buy time for the other three Low-rank Gods."

As soon as these words were spoken, both the Naga siblings and Fan Di revealed a look of shock.

"How do you know from so far away?!"

The female Water God Naga shrieked, her sharp and piercing cry stirring up towering waves.

Her serpentine body wound into the sky with the waves, and the bow and arrows she held in her four hands also switched targets.

A water arrow directed at Pang Jian from afar.

As soon as the water arrow formed, Pang Jian suddenly felt a pang of pain between his eyebrows and immediately knew that the spot the female Water God aimed at was where he concealed his Spirit Sea of Consciousness.

"In such a hurry to seek death?"

Pang Jian’s expression turned cold.

Without moving his True Body, his Immortal Primordial Spirit suddenly darted out of the Sea of Consciousness and loomed large in the depths of the thick Mysterious Fog.

"Boom!"

The Immortal Primordial Spirit suddenly expanded by tens of millions of times, growing to stand as tall as the Thunder God Fan Di, in no way inferior to the Naga brother and sister.

"Fan Di, how confident are you about taking on these siblings right now?" he asked casually.

"Fifty percent," Fan Di grinned, replying, "As time passes, my odds will increase. The Thunder Crystal Stones and Pills I have swallowed are still being digested."

"And it will not stop because of the battle!"

Without further words, Fan Di understood Pang Jian’s intention.

He let out a dull growl and suddenly leaped up, once again plunging into the Water of Divine Realm held in the Naga’s grasp.

"Quite the understanding,"

Pang Jian nodded, operated the Origin Demon Sword with his Immortal Primordial Spirit, while his True Body stood on the shoulder of the Immortal Primordial Spirit.

"Whoosh!"

This divine body, resplendent with rainbow lights and appearing like a precious jade crystal, rushed straight towards the Dark Bat.

The bat and the two three-headed six-armed Alien Gods were coming from different directions.

In order to minimize complications and dispose of these godly beings as quickly as possible, he chose to defeat them one by one.

An hour later.

In front of the swiftly approaching Dark Bat, his towering and majestic Divine Body, wielding the Black Gold Demon Sword, stood firm.

In the thick Mysterious Fog, this figure seemed to have stood for thousands of years, as if it were always an inner spectacle of this world.

"Your Excellency!"

The Dark Bat, nine thousand zhang in length and completely swarthy, was about to crash head-on, and braked desperately at the precipice.

For a time, it could not distinguish the identity of the other party, nor where this Different Kind had come from.

However, the terrifying aura of the opponent let it know that the opponent was not to be trifled with, hence it decided to probe first.

So it hurriedly cited its own backing, "That one, the Sovereign who now resides in the Purgatory World, once rode my puppet body, soaring through the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land of Purgatory!"

"In a sense, I am under His command!"

"Although I have yet to see His True Body and have not had the chance to worship the true Him, I believe He will accept me."

The apprehensive Dark Bat actually invoked Luo Hongyan.

In its view, no matter who the opponent was or from which world they hailed, once it mentioned that Sovereign, the opponent would have some reservations.

Because that one is one of the four Sovereigns, a lofty presence high above in the Hall of Gods, respected by all godly beings.

"I recognize you, but you do not recognize me,"

Pang Jian laughed wryly.

He did not expect that the Alien God Spirits would need to clarify each other’s origins before commencing battle, and even put on display their backgrounds.

"It’s good that you recognize, and since you do, perhaps we can have a proper talk..."

The Dark Bat had not finished speaking when a blinding sword light cleaved down upon it.

"I am a God of the Human Race, what is there to talk about?"

"Heart of Winter" also drifted forth, and its extreme cold sealing power turned into a mist that surged with the sword light towards the Dark Bat.

"You gods perch above the Mysterious Fog for the sole purpose of exterminating the Purgatory Human Tribe, to execute gods like me of the Human Race."

"If that is so, then it’s a fight to the death."

Sword light after sword light attacked the Dark Bat like surging rivers of light, aiming to crush the Low-rank God in a single breath.

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