The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 615 - 582 Dragon Bead_1

Chapter 615: Chapter 582 Dragon Bead_1

Su Wenrou, dressed in a goose-yellow skirt, was slender and held a bamboo basket in her hand.

She stopped in the void outside the Holy Spirit Continent Outer Realm, not summoning the Divine Dharma Aspect; with an unusually calm gaze, she looked past Mu Wentao.

"The young disciple has been detained, and it troubles you to have gone to Dragon Cave. It seems I, as Shifu, am a step behind," she said with a slight bow toward the stout figure above Sword Tower.

"The Divine Power left by the past Sword Gods should not be squandered on that Old Dragon. Pu Zhaotian, leave the Old Dragon to me; just concern yourself with leaving."

She did not turn to speak to Mu Wentao, who looked at her as if facing a great enemy.

She had clearly acted against "Senro Palace" and broken Mu Wentao’s "soul" Forbidden Technique, yet she displayed an arrogant attitude as if Mu Wentao were beneath her notice.

She stepped past "Senro Palace" and also past Sword Tower, plummeting into that terrifying sea of Divine Power where thunder and lightning intermingled with sword light.

"Pu Zhaotian, please withdraw your swords," she called lightly.

Following her light command, all the sword lights battling with thunder and lightning, including the Spirit Swords, blinked back into Sword Tower in an instant.

Then she lifted the scarf covering the bamboo basket in the sea of light shredded by sword light, releasing clouds of multicolored miasmic smoke.

"Hiss hiss!"

Green, jade-green, black-purple, gray-brown, ghostly white.

Clouds of miasmic smoke in various colors emerged in the Thunder and Lightning Sea, representing Su Wenrou’s profound secrets of the Great Tao, eroding and dissolving the Divine Power within the thunder and lightning.

Within the miasma, billions of tiny toxins concealed her Divine Consciousness.

The balls of lightning formed from drop by drop of Long Xiao’s Dragon Blood, the lightning, were engulfed by the clouds of miasma; the essence of Long Xiao’s Dragon Blood and the divine might He imparted to the lightning were silently erased.

The thick plumes of colored smoke, like clouds with a life and intent of their own, flowed like streams towards the serpentine body of Long Xiao.

The Dragon Scales covering Long Xiao’s body, contaminated by this substance poisonous to all things, gradually softened, losing their cold hardness as tough as Divine Iron.

Long Xiao’s formidable physical defenses suddenly diminished greatly.

As the poisonous fog and toxins continued to seep through, even more violent thunder and lightning suddenly erupted within Long Xiao’s flesh and blood, boiling in His veins, organs, and every drop of His Dragon Blood.

The lightning turned into countless fine dragons, exterminating the tiny toxins within the smoke, protecting the Dragon’s bones and flesh.

"Senior, you must know that Pang Lin is a disciple of Pure Land," she said, even in a state of anger, still poised and polite, retaining a respectful tone.

Her manners were impeccable, her words respectful, yet the deadly poison within the basket continued to intensify its release.

The multicolored miasmic smoke quickly filled the entire Thunder and Lightning Sea, spreading across a thousand miles of void.

She spoke as she did, but she was also arranging her "Tao" as needed.

"She is your Pure Land disciple, but she has also accepted the inheritance from Heaven Phoenix, making her half a member of our Demon Race," said Long Xiao, maintaining His True Dragon Body within the poisonous cloud. He no longer soared, His dragon eyes void of joy or sorrow, indifferently speaking, "Su, you knew she was naturally attuned to thunder and lightning and was chosen by the Phoenix Bone, yet you insisted on taking her to Pure Land for careful cultivation."

"What, do you truly think that she can suppress me on this Divine Tao?"

"In the era before you, Su Wenrou, and in the era after you, there will be no other being who could use the path of Thunderbolt in Purgatory World to hold sway over me!"

"If I refuse to leave, there will never be a new Thunder God born in Purgatory World."

With that, Long Xiao spat out a Dragon Ball.

As the Dragon Race’s artifact appeared, the void covered in poisonous mist suddenly became vague and illusory.

"Dragon Bead."

Surprise flashed in Su Wenrou’s eyes as she said, "That ancient Shenglong from your Dragon Race’s history is one of the few Dragon Gods to have stepped out of Purgatory."

"As far as I know, He has long fallen in the Outer Domain Galaxy, and the Dragon Bead, even if preserved, should be beyond the heavens."

"Senior Long Xiao!"

Su Wenrou’s expression was stern as she raised her voice, "Now that the Dragon Bead is in your hands, does that mean you’re in cahoots with the alien gods from the Outer Realm?"

"Heh, don’t just throw around accusations," Long Xiao wouldn’t fall for it, chuckling sardonically, "In that Fragment Land of Northern Qi, engulfed by the Mysterious Fog, exists another Demon God of our Ancient Demon Clan—it was He who retrieved the Dragon Bead for me."

"He, as well as our other part of the Ancient Demon Clan warriors, struggle to survive in the Fragment Land amidst the Mysterious Fog all year round."

"The Realm God, who once promised to protect our Demon Race, has secretly sheltered them for many years. The Dragon Bead was also found by that Realm God before it eventually ended up in my hands."

Long Xiao exhaled towards the Dragon Bead.

The bead stirred up a Misty Sea, mixing and confusing with Su Wenrou’s deadly poisonous miasma, diminishing the potency of Su Wenrou’s toxic abilities.

Long Xiao retracted his True Dragon Body, condensing it into the form of a regular person. Under the power of the Dragon Bead, he transformed into myriad illusions in an instant.

Thousands of Long Xiao, in human form, pounced towards Su Wenrou.

"Su, ever since I excavated the Panshi Fragment Land from Thunder Cave Heavens, I knew I would face you. Pu Zhaotian was just a minor surprise; you are the real adversary in my heart."

Thousands of Long Xiao let out a strange chuckle, solidifying into thousands of strands of Thunderous Lightning.

The cloud mist created by the Dragon Bead and Su Wenrou’s colorful poisonous clouds submerged the void they were in, making it impossible for the outside world to discern what was happening within.

All that was known was that the old dragon and Su Wenrou were engaged in fierce battle.

Atop the Sword Tower.

After many sword lights and Spirit Swords had returned, Pu Zhaotian, holding the Kuang Wang Sword, squinted his eyes, nurturing his Sword Intent.

Without Old Thunder Dragon to restrain him, standing on the Sword Tower with the Kuang Wang Sword in hand, he dared to fight a life-or-death battle with Mu Wentao.

But as he was about to strike, Mu Wentao suddenly raised his hand to withdraw Senro Palace and stepped aside, saying, "I can’t stop you, may your journey be smooth."

Pu Zhaotian, who was brewing his god-slaying sword strike, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He didn’t know Mu Wentao well and didn’t expect the second True God of the Gui Sacrificial Sect to be so cowardly and timid, lacking even the courage to fight him fairly.

"I have self-awareness. You, Pu Zhaotian, are at the peak of the Immortal Realm, and with the Sword Tower’s enhancement, you are capable of challenging True Gods like me and Li Chu."

"Why bother trying to stop the unstoppable? Please go ahead."

Mu Wentao adopted a non-combat stance, signaling Pu Zhaotian to leave quickly.

Pu Zhaotian hesitated.

He looked back at the poisonous miasma clouds behind him, where Thunderous Lightning would occasionally erupt, blasting holes in the clouds.

No one knew the outcome between Su Wenrou and Long Xiao, as they had never fought before.

If he left, Mu Wentao might join the battle, and the newly ascended Rock Bear Demon God might also burst forth to intervene.

After some thought, Pu Zhaotian said, "I won’t leave. In Pure Land, besides her, there’s also Lin Qiyang. Since she’s come here in person, Lin Qiyang is unlikely to be far."

"Sigh!"

No sooner had the words fallen, a huge divine figure, radiating a seven-colored aura, plummeted from the high skies of the First Realm like a meteor.

Pu Zhaotian glanced at it and immediately beamed, saying, "Mu Wentao, my apprentice who has come of age has arrived. After achieving Divine Enthronement, if he could pressure Li Chu with his sword, he can also cleave your divine body."

"Eh!"

His Sword Command at his waist buzzed, as Xu Yu kept sending the latest information.

Li Wang of Bright Heaven Divine Kingdom, Zhu Ji, along with Pei Yishan from the Desolated Terrains, had each communicated with Xu Yu, saying they were en route to the Saint Spirit Continent.

On this trip, they planned to break the ancient covenant that True Gods do not enter the Saint Spirit Continent, intending to execute Mu Wentao in front of the old dragon.

And the man behind this was his apprentice Pang Jian.

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