The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 591 - 559 - The Divine Punishment from Heaven_1

Chapter 591: 559 Chapter The Divine Punishment from Heaven_1

Outer Star River, above the moon.

In the grand Moon Temple, the Divine Consciousnesses of two goddesses were connected to the bodies below, shrouded in Mysterious Fog.

At this moment, they also focused most of their attention on the Dark Prison World.

Their True Bodies had not communicated for a long time, choosing instead to converse through their avatars.

The hall was silent and still, and the clansmen of the Clan of Bright Moon who worshipped Ying Yue dared not disturb them.

The Goddess of Cold Crystal, with slightly longer cheeks, showed a bitter smile on her radiant lips.

Her followers in another Star River sent a message through the temples and altars she had established.

The High God who had aided her, using a frigid Strange Treasure to promote her to a Middle-level God, sent an emissary to the Star River she governed with a clear message.

After the matters of Purgatory were concluded, she was requested to visit that High God’s Star Domain, to meet with him willingly.

If she refused, she was asked to abdicate her Godhood and return to the ranks of Low-rank Gods.

In doing so, to repay that High God’s investment.

"Ah."

The Goddess of Cold Crystal, who had been silent for a long time, sighed weakly and listlessly, opening her eyes to say, "Trying to hide from Him in this desolate Star River was still perceived by Him."

"What does He say?" Ying Yue furrowed her brows.

"The frigid Divine Object He gave me has been fused into my body. To fully sever our ties of gratitude and resentment, I must shatter my Middle-level Godhood and demote myself," said the Goddess of Cold Crystal, her voice thick with exhaustion and defeat. "Otherwise, I must obediently go to His Star Domain and cooperate with Him after the Purgatory matter ends."

Ying Yue fell silent, pondering whether any of the High Gods she knew might offend another High God for the Goddess of Cold Crystal.

Perhaps some would, but they would have to pay a certain price.

"We need to eliminate the Star Devourer in Dark Prison as soon as possible and seize all the treasures on Him. Only by doing so can we possibly help you resolve the trouble once and for all," said Ying Yue calmly.

"Just waiting for Pang Jian to return, the three of us can join forces to ascend to the heavens and surely slay the Star Devourer," the Goddess of Cold Crystal responded.

...

Dark Prison.

That gray-yellow star suspended above the six continents, emanating dim light.

For the creatures living on the six continents, this star was a star of calamity, signifying that the power of the Star Devourer would gain further enhancement.

The current Star Devourer had already rendered them despondent and powerless, and in the future, they feared they would be even more hopeless.

The powerhouses of this world, every time they lifted their heads to gaze at the gray-yellow star, felt overwhelmingly oppressed.

On that day, the star regarded as the source of fear by all beings suddenly trembled slightly.

The dim light it emitted suddenly retracted.

In a short while, the star abruptly shattered, and pieces of meteoric rock fell like shooting stars.

Dozens of massive meteorites became dozens of terrifying meteors, heading towards specific locations on the six continents.

"Boom!"

A Divine Temple dedicated to the worship of the God of Shadow, always standing atop a high mountain, was precisely hit by the first meteor formed from the meteorite.

In an instant, both the temple and the mountain were blasted to the ground, forming a huge crater.

Hundreds of Dark Spirit Clan members living in the Divine Temple were wiped out in the blink of an eye; not a single one escaped.

Another meteor fell, striking the holy city of the Dark Spirit Clan—Dark Spirit City.

In this city, hundreds of thousands of members of the Dark Spirit and Shadow Clans were eradicated by the descending meteorites.

"Boom! Boom boom boom!"

On the other continents, ancient cities of temples to the Shadow Clan, sacred lands of the Earth Spirit Clan and Mountain Goblin Clan, were consecutively struck directly by the meteorites from the sky.

The Dark Prison World, the six continents, were now in utter turmoil and suffering.

The gray-yellow star visible overhead had become a weapon of slaughter for the creatures of this realm, with each plummeting meteor being manipulated by a will, precisely guided to specific locations.

In the void neighboring the Mysterious Fog.

The High Priest of the Dark Spirit Clan, along with elders from various clans, aboard different vessels, looked up at the meteorites falling from the sky.

They wept profusely, their cries filled with anguish and despair.

But they were powerless.

The meteorites falling from the sky destroyed their ancestral cities where generations had lived, erased the temples they had painstakingly built, and extinguished the flames of hope in their hearts.

No matter how sorrowfully they wailed, the meteorites followed their ordained paths and coordinates, erasing the areas they were meant to obliterate.

"It was Him, He’s trying to exterminate Dark Prison!"

An old woman from the Shadow Clan cried hoarsely, tears and snot streaming down her face.

Her hometown, her young grandchildren, had already perished within the meteoric onslaught.

"We attempted to communicate with the two Outer Goddesses through the new Altar of Praying to God, but it was still discovered by Him. These meteorite meteors are His divine punishment!"

The High Priest of the Dark Spirit Clan, with bloodshot eyes and a heart torn with grief, tears of blood streaming down from his eyes.

He knew it was their plea for help that had enraged the Star Devourer.

To punish them, the Star Devourer wielded His astonishing Divine Power to create those meteorite meteors, destroying the most critical locations for the beings of Dark Prison.

That included the living beings that resided in those locations.

The elders of various clans wailed and cried out, only to suddenly witness several meteorites falling from the sky, directly targeting the ships they were aboard.

"We, too, have been under His Divine Eye all along, we are also among those to be cleansed!"

These were the High Priest’s last thoughts before death.

As the meteorites descended, they adjusted their trajectory in the void, accurately striking the two ships attempting to flee.

Thus, the bodies of the elders from various clans burst apart along with the ships and then sunk to the bottommost layer of the Dark Prison, disappearing into the Mysterious Fog.

...

The only remaining ship, in the shape of a shuttle, had an oddly shaped Altar of Praying to God on top.

This ship was close to the Mysterious Fog and located a great distance from where the High Priest and the others boarded their vessels.

There were currently three people on the ship.

Two Outer Goddesses who had descended and the Dark Spirit Clan’s Saintess, Cui Ling.

Cui Ling was kneeling on the deck, her beautiful cheeks streaked with sliding glittering tears.

Her voice was choked, as if she wanted to cry but couldn’t, emitting a strange "woo woo" sound.

Her eyes filled with endless sorrow, she kept kowtowing to the two goddesses from afar, her pleading words disjointed and indistinct.

Looking at Cui Ling, who kept bowing her head, the two goddesses from afar remained silent for a moment.

The Star Devourer’s recent bloody slaughter of the beings in the Dark Prison seemed to vent His dissatisfaction, but it was also a warning to them, desiring that they recognize the challenges and retreat.

In the midst of consuming stars, the Star Devourer was still capable of slicing the earth’s surface, creating a rain of meteorites, which spoke volumes of His extraordinary abilities.

The two Alien God Spirits, unable to descend in their True Bodies and forced to fight using puppet bodies carrying Divine Artifacts, now needed to carefully weigh whether they had the strength to overcome Him.

What would the consequences be if they failed?

Let’s not even discuss the loss of Divine Consciousness for now, but what about the Divine Artifacts?

Each Divine Artifact was invaluable, greatly enhancing the power of a God Spirit. If they were to be lost in the Dark Prison World, what would They do in the future?

As Middle-level Gods, could They still hold their ground in the Outer Star River if They lost Their handy Divine Artifacts?

Their current control over the Star River, the believers who worshiped Them—could all of that be lost just like that?

The Goddess of Cold Crystal and the Moon Goddess had to carefully contemplate and understand the risks of failure.

"That Pang Jian..."

Ying Yue hesitated before speaking, "Using his Immortal Realm cultivation, he took one step ahead in invoking the Purgatory Godhood, forging a Divine Tao. As for his strength compared to the other True Gods of the Human Race, it’s hard to say."

"If he is weak, even if he can enter the Dark Prison again, the help he can offer us will be limited."

"We need to clarify one thing."

By saying this, she expressed doubt about Pang Jian’s power, fearing that after his arrival, he might not be able to provide much assistance to Them.

It also meant that She was weighing the pros and cons, contemplating a retreat.

"I’ve seen him fight the Star Devourer. His performance... is worth a gamble," the Goddess of Cold Crystal said cautiously.

The Star Devourer’s strength was greater than They had anticipated, showing no reverence towards Them.

She had roped Ying Yue into descending to the Dark Prison with her to shake off the pursuer—if They could achieve a final victory, all would be well.

But if They lost, how would She face Ying Yue after causing her to lose her Divine Artifacts?

Known for being aloof among the gods, Ying Yue was the only one willing to communicate with Her, the only friend willing to risk venturing into the Dark Prison for Her.

She didn’t want to harm Ying Yue.

But...

The Goddess of Cold Crystal was in turmoil.

"Let’s wait a bit longer. Let’s hope Pang Jian won’t disappoint us, and let’s hope... the Star Devourer won’t continue to exert pressure," Ying Yue said in a feigned calm.

They did not have to wait long before Pang Jian, holding the Origin Demon Sword, passed through the Boundary Wall with his True Body.

After crossing through a swath of Mysterious Fog, he immediately saw on the shuttle-shaped ship, the figures of women from the Dark Spirit and Shadow Clans, puppet bodies for the Alien God Spirits.

"I am Han Yi, we’ve met before," said the Goddess of Cold Crystal right away, her surprise evident. "She is Ying Yue; within the Purgatory World, you’ve also come into contact."

"Pang Jian!"

Han Yi called out sharply, not waiting for Pang Jian to speak, she added, "We have been waiting here for you for a long time! Knowing you would come, we selected two women from the Shadow and Dark Spirit Clans. They voluntarily allowed us to descend with our Divine Consciousness, to help them eliminate the Star Devourer!"

Ying Yue, silent beside her, immediately began a Divine Sense Inspection of Pang Jian’s body.

Her Divine Sense couldn’t penetrate into Pang Jian’s Spirit Sea of Consciousness; she could only feel the strength of Pang Jian’s True Body and the power contained within the Dantian Fragment Land.

After briefly sensing it, she was deeply disappointed and said with a cold face, "Han Yi, perhaps we should leave the Dark Prison."

Han Yi, amidst her excitement, was suddenly silenced by this cold reality.

"The power within him won’t be of much support to us," Ying Yue also felt helpless, her voice low, "We risked a lot hoping that this God of the Human Race would become a force in storming the opposition."

"So, to avoid risking our Divine Artifacts, should we just withdraw?"

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