The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 598 - 566 Zhaotian’s Pattern_1

Chapter 598: Chapter 566 Zhaotian’s Pattern_1

That was a sword!

A slender Divine Sword, like a streak of blood flying through the air, suddenly began to plummet straight down!

Dong Tianze gazed upward as every drop of blood within him roared, no longer under his control.

His scalp tingled with numbness as he felt the blood coursing through him no longer his own. The Blood Moon Skill he was comprehending, and all the secret skills related to blood, including the "Blood God Skill", momentarily ceased flowing.

And with them, his limbs came to a halt as well.

His very own blood had sealed his body and was now eagerly awaiting the arrival of this Divine Sword.

"Shii!"

The sword pierced through his back, punctured his heart, and emerged from his waist.

The droplets of refined blood he recently condensed were voraciously drunk by the sword blade that had penetrated his heart. The seductive and evil Divine Sword, shimmering with a blood glow, calmly stated, "I come from Sword Tower."

After a pause, it continued, "I can help you achieve the form of the Blood God."

The sword was speaking.

But the essence and blood within him still seeped towards the blade. He sensed an additional blood-red world within the sword.

This world was entirely cast from his blood.

Had it been any ordinary person with a pierced heart, they likely would have died long ago, but Dong Tianze remained unharmed.

"Sword Tower..."

He had ignored the latter part of what the Bloodthirsty Blade had said and thought back to the time in Hongdu Fragment Land when the big man in blue had advised him to leave for Panshi Fragment Land.

That man was the Tower Master of the Sword Tower, the Shifu of Pang Jian.

After leaving Hongdu Fragment Land, fearing he couldn’t suppress the bloodlust within him, he dared not enter Panshi Fragment Land and wandered through the various fragmented lands of the Second Realm.

Knowing he had fallen and become what was referred to as an Evil Demon, he did not wish to travel to Panshi Fragment Land and cause Pang Jian trouble again.

He had come to this ancient battlefield named the Blood Cloud Mountain Range hearing tales of formidable evil spirits. He intended to collect some and refine them to make up for deficiencies in his Spiritual Soul.

This Divine Sword, embedded in his body, had disrupted all his plans, rekindling the killing intent in his heart with a "teeming" surge.

Enduring the pain of the flesh and the loss of blood, he calmly asked, "Who sent you?"

"No one can command me. I came because you have mastered the Blood God Skill and are eligible to achieve Divine Enthronement through this Divine Tao," the Sword Spirit of the Bloodthirsty Blade replied.

"Are you a Divine Artifact of the Blood Spirit Sect?" Dong Tianze’s expression darkened.

"I am not."

"All those in the world who practice blood arts with a hope to achieve godhood through this path may catch my interest."

"And the Blood God Skill truly stands out among them. You, too, have extraordinary qualifications, which is why I chose you."

The Sword Spirit of the Bloodthirsty Blade was very patient in the process of collecting Dong Tianze’s blood for fusion.

"It will be more difficult for you to suppress your bloodthirsty instincts during the initial stages of fusion. Have you thought about where you would go?"

"On the side of Sword Tower, once you leave Qitian Continent, they will announce to all parties that the Bloodthirsty Blade has severed ties with Sword Tower. My reputation is not very good, Sword Tower will make a show of chasing and suppressing me, and other sects will too."

"We need to hide well, for a while. Have you thought about where you will hide?"

The Sword Spirit inquired seriously.

Dong Tianze did not make a sound but silently mulled over the information, thinking calmly.

A quarter of an hour later.

Dong Tianze had regained some mobility and, reaching an unspoken agreement with the Sword Spirit of the Bloodthirsty Blade, flew away from the Blood Cloud Mountain Range.

"Absolute Sky Forbidden Land."

That was the only haven in his mind.

Having practiced the Blood God Skill and fallen to the status of an Evil Demon different kind, once his identity as a relentless killer was exposed, he would be extinguished by the combined might of all the major sects.

The Black Wood Sect and Blood Prison Sect fell in the same manner.

With the Bloodthirsty Blade within him, he found it even harder to control himself; he absolutely could not appear in places crowded with people.

He could not stay in the Second Realm or the First Realm.

In the Lower Realm, whether it was the strong ones from the Demon Sect or the warriors from the various Alien Tribes, if he dared to descend and create a massacre, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of these two parties.

After much deliberation, the only sanctuary he could think of was the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land still floating within the Mysterious Fog.

...

In the lowest level of Sword Tower.

The chubby old man formed from the Sword Spirit glanced at the Bone Sword and said, "Pu Pangzi, do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course, I do." Pu Zhaotian grinned bizarrely and replied, "The Bloodthirsty Blade, when encountered by the right person, can unleash power on par with that of the Origin Demon Sword. I believe that kid is its ordained master."

"The Bloodthirsty Blade is not an artifact belonging to Sword Tower," the chubby old man snapped back coldly.

"The Origin Demon Sword isn’t either," Pu Zhaotian’s smile faded as he said solemnly, "But in my eyes, every Sword Cultivator under the heavens and all the famous swords are part of Sword Tower!"

His declaration was filled with overwhelming dominance.

"This tower, a treasury for swords, is the origin of the Sword Tower’s name. Whether it’s the Origin Demon Sword, the Bloodthirsty Blade, or the Bone Sword, since they are in the Sword Tower, even if suppressed, they are part of Sword Tower!"

"You three, the Kuang Wang in my hand, and the LieTian in Miss Li’s hand, represent one aspect of the sword."

"Whereas Origin Demon, Bloodthirsty, and Bone represent the other aspect of the sword."

"If a sword blade, having two sides, why can’t a sword have two aspects?"

"And why can’t a Sword Cultivator?"

He pointed to a sword slot and continued, "Back when Pang Jian took out and carried away the Origin Demon Sword, you all also thought that he would be corrupted by the Source Demon, becoming like Mo Nan from the Demon Sword Sect."

"And what happened? He became the Sword God of the new era in Purgatory and achieved Divine Enthronement even before I did!"

"Today, as I let the Bloodthirsty Blade leave with Dong Tianze, it is because I believe that the young man surnamed Dong can suppress the Sword Spirit of the Bloodthirsty Blade just like Pang Jian!"

"The moment Dong Tianze takes this sword, no matter his background, or the past significance of the Bloodthirsty Blade, he will be deemed a Sword Cultivator!"

"In my heart, Pu Zhaotian, all Sword Cultivators under heaven belong to Sword Tower!"

"From its establishment, Sword Tower was meant to be the pilgrimage site for all Sword Cultivators, embracing all, indifferent to good and evil!"

"Mo Nan of the Demon Sword Sect and those in the past who wielded the Bone Sword and the Bloodthirsty Blade, since they practiced with the sword, they are all members of Sword Tower in my eyes."

Pu Zhaotian’s words resounded powerfully.

His vision had always been grand; he considered all Sword Cultivators under heaven as part of Sword Tower, and all Spirit Swords and Divine Swords as the swords of Sword Tower.

"A sword should not be strictly distinguished as good or evil, righteous or malevolent. As long as the holder can suppress the evil power of demon swords, the sword is a good sword!"

...

Dark Prison.

A section of the special limb from the Star Devourer was smelted away by the Origin Demon Sword, and Pang Jian’s Immortal Primordial Spirit didn’t take even a bit of it.

"If you assimilate it into your body, it can also supplement the deficiencies of the Great Tao of the golden viscus," said the Source Demon.

"On the Star Devourer, there are many such limbs; we will have more chances," Pang Jian glanced at the tiny specks of light under the sky, the size of rice grains, and said, "The sharper you become, the more efficient it will be when you cut the Star Devourer’s limbs."

"The key is how to find Him," the Source Demon sighed deeply, "The Mysterious Fog is vast; even if you wanted to find the Thunder God Fan Di, you would need to go through the Thunder Pond inside you. The Star Devourer has already left your sensory range, and it will be extremely difficult to locate Him again."

"I think He may really find Purgatory one day." Pang Jian stood up.

"Whoosh!"

His Immortal Primordial Spirit shrank and transformed into a rainbow-colored divine light, descending into his original body, as he placed the Origin Demon Sword back into its sheath and soared into the sky.

The two goddesses from beyond the heavens, upon seeing him flying towards them, suddenly felt somewhat guilty.

After Pang Jian landed, he looked towards the now invisible ceiling of Heaven Forbidden and queried, "I wish to understand the difference between Heaven Forbidden and the Boundary Wall within this ’prison’ character world, would you be able to enlighten me?"

...