The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 600 - 568 Yang Luo’s True Form_1

Chapter 600: Chapter 568 Yang Luo’s True Form_1

Dong Tianze naturally considered the possibility that he would encounter those Bee Insects controlled by Pang Jian again in this vast Misty Sea.

But he did not expect it to happen so soon.

As soon as he entered the Misty Sea, the Bee Insects abruptly appeared, indicating that there were always Bee Insects stationed here, monitoring every entrant.

After his exclamation of surprise, he quickly calmed down and asked, "Where is Pang Jian?"

——He chose to directly ignore the important message mentioned by the Bee King.

Utilizing the vision of this Bee Insect, the Bee King was also curiously observing this strange person, knowing he was one of Pang Jian’s most trusted friends and was aware of the relationship between them.

What is odd though, this person... has a sword within his body.

The hilt was at the back of this person’s neck, and at first glance, it looked as if he was carrying a sword, the sword concealed within the fabric at his back.

But the Bee King knew that it was only the sword’s hilt that was visible on the outside.

In truth, the entire sword, the blade itself, was inserted into the person’s body, even piercing through the heart.

A normal person, with a sword penetrating their heart would have long since died, yet this person seemed oblivious to pain.

"The master’s friend is indeed... a terrifying Different Kind," concluded the Bee King internally and then said: "After his advancement to a deific being of the human world, he left Purgatory using that special body and went to a place called the Dark Prison."

Dong Tianze’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a hint of excitement, "Continue."

"Before he left, he instructed me to keep an eye on the pathways connecting here to the outside world. Through my observations these past days, I have found six special Boundary Wall points. Through these six Boundary Wall points, Alien Tribes of Level Nine and below can enter. Purgatory’s restrictions on the outer world are continuously weakening; perhaps even Level Nine Alien Tribes might eventually be able to come through."

The Bee King explained the situation, intending Dong Tianze to return whence he came and relay the message to the powerful beings of the Human Race.

This matter concerned the survival of the Purgatory Human Tribe, and the Bee King could not treat it lightly.

Dong Tianze’s expression was impassive as he said, "The life and death of the Purgatory Human Tribe have nothing to do with me."

"Since Pang Jian is fine, and has gone off to explore outer worlds, we just need to wait for his return. Everyone else and whether Purgatory will be destroyed or not, I don’t care about."

His voice was level, and his eyes showed no emotional fluctuation.

Thus, the Bee King knew that this man was serious; he truly did not care about the survival of the Purgatory Human Tribe.

"Monster, lunatic."

The Bee King mentally coined a new definition, saying: "The Absolute Sky Forbidden Land I control is still within this Misty Sea. Too many Alien Tribes from the Outer Realm entering would affect my Beehive."

Dong Tianze arched an eyebrow, pondered for a moment, then spoke again: "Are you certain that only Alien Tribes below Level Nine have been able to enter through those special Boundary Wall points recently?"

The Bee King said: "Certain, but predictions about the future are uncertain..."

"I don’t care about the future," Dong Tianze licked the corner of his mouth, a terrifying bloodlust flashing in his eyes, and stated: "Pay attention to those six special Boundary Wall points, and whenever Alien Tribes from the Outer Realm enter, inform me of their exact location. Let in those Alien Tribes that have not reached Level Nine; however many come, I will kill that many."

He touched the Bloodthirsty Blade below his abdominal cavity, already feeling the madness of the Sword Spirit.

"With me here to guard, that is more than enough," Dong Tianze declared with an unrestrained madness.

In the Purgatory World, there was hardly a place where he could stay; in the eyes of other Human Race Sects, he was considered a demonic cultivator who willfully degraded himself.

On the side of the Alien Tribes, unless he truly pledged allegiance, they would not accommodate him either.

Having just obtained the Bloodthirsty Blade and beginning the initial integration, he was extremely eager for slaughter.

There seemed to be no better place for him to hide than this Mysterious Fog Sea, which concealed the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land.

Now, there might also be a massive influx of Alien Tribes, exactly within the scope he could manage.

Dong Tianze nearly wanted to cry out in joy, "Heaven helps me too."

"You, alone, wish to guard this Misty Sea?" the Bee King sought confirmation seriously.

"With this sword in my possession, I possess the strength to fight Level Nine Bloodline Alien Tribes warriors. At Level Eight, even that Dazzling Shadow of the Devil Scale Tribe may not be my match," Dong Tianze pointed to his chest.

The Bloodthirsty Blade, within the flesh below his chest, quietly hummed a sound.

"Boom!"

An endless surge of blood qi spread from within Dong Tianze, a terrifying wave of blood color expanding outward, studded with dazzling blood-red sword lights.

"Good!"

The Bee King instantly agreed, saying: "I’ll be responsible for setting you up with opponents, and for the Alien Tribes you kill, I want some of the spirits!"

"Deal."

...

Outside of Purgatory, in the Mysterious Fog.

A flat, pitch-black battleship was anchored at a Boundary Wall point, with six banners emblazoned with fierce evil ghost images fluttering at each corner of the ship.

The God Spirit Youkui, revered by the Ghost Clan, draped in a black cloak, hunched over, was also on this battleship.

This time, unlike the image He manifested in Purgatory, He presented himself in the form of His True Body.

The black cloak was still present, He was still hunched, did not deliberately display His towering divine form, and revealed His face beneath the cloak.

It was a face that strangely had a hint of handsomeness belonging to the Ghost Clan.

His Divine Consciousness that was damaged in Purgatory, the few puppet bodies of His that were destroyed, seemingly did not deal any harm to His True Body.

"Go ahead, make it clear to me the number of other paths that can be taken besides this, and see what the bloodline level restrictions are for the other paths," instructed Youkui with a wave of His hand.

Warriors of the Ghost Clan, composed of those at Level Seven and Eight, all of whom worshipped Him, boarded the "Black Ghost" Star River Battleship, penetrating deeper into the Boundary Wall that they had once traversed.

The Boundary Wall, which impeded the God Spirits, showed no reaction when the ship entered, and the battleship slowly sailed inward.

"Pfft!"

A cluster of green flames suddenly ignited at the Boundary Wall.

Within the flames, the soul of a level-nine warrior from the Ghost Clan was gently erased by a force originating from the Boundary Wall.

"Level nine is still not enough,"

Youkui, emotionless, watched the level-nine follower he had imprisoned as the follower’s soul gradually vanished, saying, "Although He is our highest God of the Ghost Clan, your initial faith was in me; you can’t bypass me and communicate with Him directly."

"All members of the Ghost Clan in my territory must remember this, it has always been me who has been protecting you."

"Not him."

A disobedient level-nine follower was used as a test subject and extinguished within the Boundary Wall.

He did not care much, silently awaiting the return of news.

After an unknown period, Youkui suddenly revealed his true form in the desolate Mysterious Fog, a godly figure towering over ten thousand feet tall quietly emerged.

Standing atop a sea of wandering souls, Youkui’s godly form prepared for battle.

However, the presence he had detected spying in the shadows suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Who could it be? Pang Jian or another deity of the Human Race?"

Youkui was perplexed.

...

Another point on the Boundary Wall confirmed by the Bee King.

The gigantic Star Devourer, pressing its body against the Boundary Wall and savoring its mystery, also extended its senses.

It was then that it suddenly saw Youkui of the Ghost Clan.

As Youkui became aware, the Star Devourer panicked, not daring to linger further, and plunged back into the drifting Mysterious Fog.

As it moved, two Outer Goddesses who had ventured deep into the fog hastily adjusted their course.

...

The Dark Prison.

Pang Jian, with his True Body, held the "Gate of Purgatory," recalling how his Immortal Primordial Spirit was able to slip into that copper medallion in Hongdu City, able to reach the Mysterious Fog directly with it.

And how the copper medallion, along with his True Body, could become a coordinate for the Immortal Primordial Spirit to enter through the gate.

If it worked in Purgatory, would it then also work in the Dark Prison, another realm bearing the "prison" character?

He resolved to try.

"Swoosh!"

After his Immortal Primordial Spirit left the Sea of Consciousness, it did not pass through the "Gate of Purgatory" but directly used this unique body to carry the Origin Demon Sword and projected through the Boundary Wall just a short distance away.

With the sword in hand, the Immortal Primordial Spirit stepped out of the Dark Prison, returning to Mysterious Fog at the exact spot where he had previously lingered.

And indeed, he and his True Body could communicate thoughts through the "Gate of Purgatory," his Immortal Primordial Spirit could clearly perceive itself, and sense the "Gate of Purgatory."

With a single thought, a narrow rift in space suddenly appeared.

On the other side of the rift was the Dark Prison!

With his True Body and the "Gate of Purgatory" as assurances, he could roam the Mysterious Fog safely as the Immortal Primordial Spirit. Unless he was restrained and slain in an instant by a God Spirit far surpassing him, he could always find the right moment to instantly return to the Dark Prison.

"Previously I dared not wander everywhere, but now I can – if real danger comes, I’ll just shrink back to the Dark Prison."

He soared through the Mysterious Fog with his sword, spreading his Divine Consciousness to perceive his surroundings.

"Source Demon..."

He called out with his heart, but there was no response from within the sword.

Distracted, he saw the Source Demon had shrunk down inside a dark greenish-black Demon Pearl, sitting solemnly as if in deep meditation, a dignified aura about it.

Inside the Demon Pearl, rings of Demon Light surrounded it, baptizing it as if in silent cultivation, realization dawning within.

The desperation of the beings in the Dark Prison had triggered an explosion of resentment, providing the Source Demon with a feast, enriched further by the refining of the Star Devourer’s limb – it seemed to be undergoing some form of transcendence in the realm of life.

"The journey to the Dark Prison was not entirely without gain,"

he nodded secretly to himself.

The stronger the Source Demon, the stronger the sword, and correspondingly his combat power would increase.

This sword could carry all the forces within his body, flawlessly matched with this Immortal Primordial Spirit. With this sword in hand, he had the confidence to slay the Star Devourer alone.

With the Origin Demon Sword, he felt bold enough to directly confront any Low-rank God from beyond the heavens.

"Pang Jian."

"It really is you."

"I am very curious, by what method did you escape from the Purgatory World?"

As the first voice sounded, that deity was millions of miles away; by the second voice, they were within a hundred miles, and by the third, they had appeared right in front of Pang Jian.

It was the familiar Alien Goddess, Yang Luo with a human face on a spider’s body, enormously large, her human face impeccably beautiful.

Unlike in Purgatory World, this was not her puppet body, but her real divine form!

Her spider legs gently tweaked in the void, the dense Mysterious Fog became thin, gradually dissipating outward.

Soon, an expanse where no fog lingered, a true vacuum, was revealed.

"Here, no other God Spirit will detect you, answer my question well, and I can make your death a swift one," Yang Luo said arrogantly, her eyes showing disdain for all beings as she looked at Pang Jian, "What exactly is your relationship with that Superior?"

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