The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 608 - 576 True God Council_1

Chapter 608: Chapter 576 True God Council_1

Under the watchful eyes of the True Gods, the once vague figure of the Ghost Mother suddenly became clear and distinct.

She was a woman clad in a green magical robe, not particularly beautiful in appearance but exuding an air of dignified grace.

Taller than most men, she had a robust and shapely physique that radiated solemn majesty.

As the strongest individual in the history of the Gui Sacrificial Sect, she had control over the Reincarnation Pool and was proficient in the Supreme Karma Tao.

In name, she was merely Mu Wentao’s elder sister by mentorship, but in reality, she was as much his teacher as his mother.

Since Mu Wentao’s youth, she had taught him the soul arts of the Gui Sacrificial Sect and guided him on how to behave and interact with the world, step by step leading Mu Wentao to become powerful.

Until he advanced to become a Human True God.

The power and status Mu Wentao held today were almost entirely forged and promoted by her hand, including "Ling Yimo," who she found in the Mysterious Fog and entrusted to Mu Wentao to discipline.

Everyone believed that since she was the de facto ruler of the Gui Sacrificial Sect, she bore an inescapable responsibility for Mu Wentao’s betrayal of the Human Race due to the Alien God Zimo.

However, no one truly came forward to accuse her, to make her bear the consequences of Mu Wentao’s betrayal.

That was because, in the not-so-long history of prosperity of the Purgatory Human Tribe, she played a significant part.

The Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm, the several attempts to ascend to heaven that preceded, beyond the tireless efforts of the Sword Gods of the Sword Tower, she too made heroic contributions.

Her strength was accumulated step by step by eliminating the tenth-level warriors of the Alien Tribes.

In earlier years, she had been one of the weakest among the True Gods of the previous era.

Through a series of fierce battles, she obliterated the Alien Tribes’ numerous attempts, elevating her combat power to its current level.

The Gui Sacrificial Sect stood unshaken and she secured a Godhood for Mu Wentao—she fought for it herself.

Her great contributions to the Human Race were undeniable by any True God, so even knowing she was responsible for the issue with Mu Wentao, nobody harshly condemned her.

Today, Pang Jian returned from beyond the heavens, his divine body wounded, and Li Wang brought up old matters once more.

Under the watchful eyes of many True Gods, she remained silent, only making her vague divine form become clear.

"The disengagement and demise of a True God from Purgatory means that Fate must be recondensed within Purgatory," Li Wang rubbed his temple, carelessly plopping down, and said, "Pang Jian, the reason we do not release our substantialized Spiritual Souls is because we know that once the Spiritual Soul is seriously damaged, recovery is troublesome."

"A new Spiritual Soul, forged through the intermingling of Fate, even if only flesh and bone are wounded, requires the re-sacrifice of Fate."

"These past years, a Godhood has been kept vacant, also to facilitate recovery."

Li Wang revealed the inside story.

The Godhood left for Pu Zhaotian remained unoccupied for many years, the accumulated Fate within it sufficient for the healing of all True Gods’ injuries.

As long as a vacant Godhood exists, the Fate drawn from it can be slowly filled once again.

Leaving a Godhood unoccupied benefits all the current True Gods, a consensus silently reached by everyone.

If not for the critical situation now requiring the rise of a Sword God with astonishing combat power, that Godhood might have remained vacant a bit longer.

"I understand," Pang Jian said, his gaze fixed on the Ghost Mother within his own white jade pillar, "On this venture, as I stepped out of Purgatory in my divine body, I not only came into contact with some Low-rank Gods but also visited another ’Prison’ world."

As soon as these words were spoken, the weighty gazes of the divine forms converged on him once again.

Another "Prison" world obviously piqued the curiosity of these True Gods.

"In that world known as the Dark Prison, there are Exotic Spirits, the Star Devourers, active. According to the God Spirits from the Outer Realm, the Star Devourers possess various marvelous treasures, and their limbs can be crafted into Divine Artifacts," he continued, then stopped.

The assembly of True Gods waited in silence, expecting him to continue.

He, just like the Ghost Mother he was watching, maintained his silence.

Li Yuanli was the first to lose patience, "Why stop there?"

"Uncle Li, you, Elder Liu, Elder Dong, Tian Du San Ren, and..." Pang Jian’s gaze shifted away, landing on the faint soul shadow of Su Wenrou from the Pure Land, where he paid his respects meticulously and sincerely said, "Elder Su, after the conference at the Observatory ends, if you wish to know anything, I shall spare no detail."

"Good child," Su Wenrou said softly.

When Pang Jian’s divine form had arrived, he had already bowed informally to her earlier.

She had been Pang Lin’s protector over the years, holding great hope that Pang Lin would succeed the Divine Tao once belonging to the Old Thunder Dragon.

She and Pang Jian were natural allies.

He had always been grateful to her, and no level of respect seemed too great for her.

And her simple words, "good child," were worth more than a thousand others.

After paying his respects to her, Pang Jian then turned to another vague divine form, bowing in the manner of a disciple, and earnestly said, "Though we meet for the first time, Shifu always mentions you. When this matter concludes, regarding all that pertains to beyond the heavens, you may deign to visit the Sword Tower, and I shall personally clarify your questions."

"He truly always speaks of me before you?" Yin Ji asked calmly.

She seemed not to care much about the combat power of the Alien Tribes or about the Dark Prison. This Individual Cultivator God without a sect was more interested in what Pu Zhaotian said about her to his disciple.

Pang Jian nodded earnestly, "Always."

"Zhaotian has taken a good apprentice," Yin Ji said warmly.

Tian Du San Ren, another Individual Cultivator within the white jade pillar, smiled in mute amusement, seemingly surprised to find such a tender side to this formidable peer, who the world viewed with fear.