The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 618 - 585

Chapter 618: 585

Outside the smoke and clouds.

"Mu Wentao, aren’t you running away yet?"

Pu Zhaotian descended from the Sword Tower, grasping the Kuang Wang Sword in one hand and clutching the Sword Command in the other, nonchalantly waiting for the arrival of Zhu Ji, Pei Yishan, and Li Wang, among others.

Behind him, the area that seemed both like fog and smoke was filled with flashes of electricity and thunder, while Pang Jian’s towering divine figure was surrounded by a galaxy.

He knew that with Su Wenrou’s true body arriving, coupled with Pang Jian’s immortal primordial spirit, he ought to have no fear of the Old Thunder Dragon standing at the pinnacle of the Demon Race’s power.

Once Zhu Ji and the others arrived in their true forms, they would use overwhelming power to check Long Xiao, ensuring Mu Wentao would be executed right there.

After Mu Wentao’s death, how the true gods would deal with Long Xiao was not something Pu Zhaotian could guess, but the Demon Race’s rampant arrogance would certainly be suppressed.

Thus, even without the support of the Demon Race, the Human Race could concentrate on confronting the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm.

Mu Wentao, the number two true god of the Gui Sacrificial Sect, was renowned for his clever strategizing. Being adept at schemes and calculations, could he possibly be unaware of the fate that awaited him?

"Pang Jian’s divine body has gained a hole the size of a cavern at the chest. Such a wound can only be healed by the Purgatory Luck that forged his divine body," Mu Wentao said calmly, his eyes beneath the mask serene, "Pu Zhaotian, you have yet to ascend to true godhood, perhaps Li Wang didn’t make certain things clear to you."

He pointed to himself and continued, "With both Su Wenrou and Pang Jian here, everyone has overlooked me."

"They perceive me as if I were dead."

The true god of the Gui Sacrificial Sect, his face revealed beneath the mask, showed a self-mocking smile: "Their attitudes, your gaze, all revealed what I’m to face."

"Li Wang must have made his decision, the other true gods will come to kill me."

Mu Wentao reached up to remove the mask from his handsome face, looking directly at the astonished Pu Zhaotian, "They won’t make it. Apart from Su Wenrou and Pang Jian, no new true gods will arrive."

At these words, Pu Zhaotian’s complexion drastically changed.

He instantly understood what had happened!

How could true gods like Zhu Ji, Pei Yishan, Liu Fu, and Li Wang be stopped by anyone?

Apart from the powerful beings of the Fifth Realm’s Alien Tribes, what force in the present-day world could prevent so many true gods from reaching the Saint Spirit Continent?

The Dragon Cave, or rather Long Xiao, had already reached a secret agreement with the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm!

Furthermore, beginning with Long Xiao’s move against the Thunder Cave Heavens of Panshi Fragment Land, a divine war propelled by the Overbearing Thunder Dragon had inevitably begun.

This war, pulling one hair and moving the whole body, would involve all that is powerful in the Purgatory World!

No one could remain uninvolved!

"Pang Jian! Master Su!"

Pu Zhaotian’s roar, transforming into a ray of light towards the Misty Sea, burst like thunder: "Long Xiao and the Human Race have completely parted ways; he has colluded with the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm, seeking to overturn the eternal foundation of the Human Race!"

"Pu Zhaotian, you shouldn’t have lost control and brought the Sword Tower out of the Qitian Continent," Mu Wentao sighed softly, secretly gripping Senro Palace, "The Sword Tower, when connected to each mountain on the Qitian Continent, can unleash its most powerful divine force."

"Litian Peak, Sharpen Blade Peak, Misty Peak, Fish Leap Peak, Bright Peak..."

"Each mountain peak has been carved into a tremendous divine sword, powered by the residual force of the Sword Tower’s Sword God, making no one dare be reckless on the Qitian Continent."

"But after Mu Aichuan’s death and after Thunder Cave Heavens was excavated, you were so infuriated that you lost your reason."

"Pu Zhaotian, if the Sword Tower is exterminated because of you, would you dare face those Sword Gods in the afterlife?"

Mu Wentao boldly castigated him.

Even Pu Zhaotian, who had always been resolute, couldn’t help but break out in cold sweat on his forehead after hearing this.

True gods like Zhu Ji, Li Wang, and Pei Yishan had indeed failed to reach the Saint Spirit Continent, and not even a trace of their earth-shattering presence had been revealed.

Once separated from the mountains of the Qitian Continent, the Sword Tower indeed saw a great reduction in its might.

This was also why he did not wish to relocate his sect.

"To ascend to heaven, first, the Sword Tower must be slain; this was a consensus reached by the strong beings of the Fifth Realm."

Mu Wentao once again took out Senro Palace, holding it in his left hand, and made a courteous bow to Pu Zhaotian, "The Sword Tower’s ancient Sword Gods caused too many level 10 warriors of the Fifth Realm to perish. Those true gods of the Human Race, those most powerful sects, might have forgotten how fearsome the Sword Tower is, underestimating its power."

"But in the Fifth Realm, those mortal enemies of the Human Race have never forgotten the terror of the Sword Tower."

"Your enemies are the ones who truly know how powerful you are."

"Pu Zhaotian, I fear even you don’t believe it, but in the eyes of those god spirits and the strongest of the Alien Tribes below, you, after divine enthronement, are more formidable in their eyes than Zhu Ji."

"With the Sword Tower destroyed first, and your premature death, they dare to spark the divine war ahead of time."

"For your sake, they can stop waiting and not wait for the spread of the Filth Alien Power."

Had it not been for his closeness with the Supreme God of the Ghost Clan, Mu Wentao, a true god of the Human Race, could have never imagined that those covetous god spirits and the strongest of the Alien Tribes would value Pu Zhaotian and the Sword Tower so highly.

He had never witnessed the grandeur of the Five Great Sword Gods dominating Purgatory; by the time he became a true god, the Sword Tower had already fallen from grace.

Towards the Sword Tower, towards the generations of Sword Gods, he had only heard a myriad of stories which he believed were exaggerated.

After ascending to true godhood, he had also lost respect for the Sword Tower, deeming the Sword Tower and the Sword Gods as merely mediocre.

It was Zimo, the Overbearing Thunder Dragon, the Gui Sacrificial Sect’s Youkui, and the strongest beings of the Alien Tribes he had encountered that gradually made him aware of the terror of the Sword Tower and the Sword Gods.

All, ancient, existing in the world, whether Alien Gods, Old Dragons, or anything else.

All deeply feared the Sword Tower and the Sword Gods.

And these facts, almost as if forcing Mu Wentao’s head down, made him confront the harsh reality.

The fact is... the Sword God of the Sword Tower truly is formidable, and Pu Zhaotian is indeed terrifying, certain to look down upon the world after becoming a god.

Fortunately, his assault on True God ascension failed, and fortunately, he did not smoothly undergo Divine Enthronement, which allowed Long Xiao to venture to the Northern Qi Fragment Land, strike a silent agreement with the God Spirit within, and thus make that decision concerning the future of Purgatory.

"Xu Yu."

"Guanghe."

"Chen Weihuang."

"..."

Pu Zhaotian’s heart and will transmitted to the Sword Command.

After a series of messages, he exclaimed sharply, "Qitian Continent may face great turmoil, and both I and the Sword Tower might not be able to return in time. You must prepare for battle with all your might!"

He knew what the next phase for the Sword Tower, the Second Realm and the First Realm of Purgatory, would entail.

Plans to hurry to the Saint Spirit Continent, break the ancient alliance of the Saint Spirit Continent, punish the Old Dragon, and slay the True Gods of Mu Wentao, were likely no longer feasible.

Simply because Long Xiao, representing the Demon Race, had already allied with the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm.

The Alien Tribe, who had toppled the Ancient Demon Clan from the divine pedestal and ended their long reign, had always been a thorn in the Ancient Demon Clan’s side.

All the previous God Spirits of Long Xiao had firmly allied with the Human Race, jointly resisting the heaven-defying backlash of the Fifth Realm’s Alien Tribes, kicking them back into the abyss where there was no daylight.

With Long Xiao, taking advantage of the once-in-a-hundred-thousand-years catastrophe, the situation finally faced a revolutionary change.

They decided to work together with the Demon Race and the Fifth Realm Alien Tribes to jointly shatter the grand achievements established by the Human Race.

"Purgatory is a prison; I was born knowing this."

Pu Zhaotian glanced at the sky, feeling the eternal intent of imprisonment of this "prison" world, with his Kuang Wang Sword resonating with the notion of a "cage."

He began to execute his sword techniques—sword lights that were not conspicuous for their beauty rippled in succession.

These sword lights carried the intent of "imprisonment," sketching the void into a cage, enshrouding himself, the Sword Tower, and Mu Wentao within it.

In an instant, a world etched by sword lights took shape.

This world resembled a well!

The Boundary Wall as sword light, the Mysterious Fog as sword light, a profound region below as sword light, and the Heaven Forbidden above also as sword light!

With the Divine Sword in his hand, he recreated the form of "Purgatory."

This "prison" world was not refined into layers; it was vastly different from the real Purgatory, yet the intent of imprisoning all beings was genuine and fitting.

"Pu Zhaotian!"

Mu Wentao, in shock, exclaimed, "I vaguely remember, you initially sought the Tao through lethal power! Since when did your pursuit in the Sword Tao change? Jiang Ran once sought to create a Heaven Gate, aspiring to pierce through the Purgatory’s cage!"

"And you! You imprison yourself, intending to imprison all beings!"

"If you were to ascend to True God, would there be anyone left able to leave this world? Your ascension, with the Heaven Forbidden reinforced, what exactly is the Tao you, Pu Zhaotian, seek?!"

Mu Wentao was enraged.

He suddenly realized that today he truly understood Pu Zhaotian’s Sword Tao.

Pu Zhaotian had deceived the world!

His previously vaguely communicated pursuit in the Sword Tao spoke of supreme lethal power, of utmost sharpness, of a detached and extreme obsessive nature.

But never before—as seen today—with the sword creating a cage, a "prison," which is his true essence of Sword Tao.

This true essence of Sword Tao is so closely aligned with the existential purpose of "Purgatory."

"Imprison all beings?"

"Mu Wentao, how do you know the existence of Heaven Forbidden and the formation of the Mysterious Fog’s Boundary Wall is to imprison the beings of Purgatory? Without the Heaven Forbidden, without the Boundary Wall and Mysterious Fog, do you think the lives within Purgatory would have survived until now?"

"Isn’t the grand era of the Human Race, the enterprise of the Demon Race, built on these prohibitions?"

"Otherwise, if the Alien God Spirits from the Outer Realms could descend in their true forms, where would we have the space to flourish? True Gods determined to leave are unobjectionable, but if you breach the Heaven Forbidden time and again, it will weaken."

"The Tao I seek is the natural way of Purgatory; I wish to strengthen the Heaven Forbidden, allowing the beings of Purgatory to live in peace and prosperity, free from the corruption of Alien God Spirits."

"For someone who has forsaken everything for personal attachments, dare you judge my Tao?"

"I, Pu Zhaotian, have dominated the field of love for many years, always placing myself first, women second! Mu Wentao, if you truly possessed ability, you should have made Zimo renounce all gods, lower her status for you, and stabilise the outer heaves for the Human Race!"

"You lack such power, you can’t suppress the Alien God Spirits, and yet you dare to block my path!"

Pu Zhaotian swung his sword again and again.

The "Purgatory" formed by the sword light kept shrinking, with several Divine Swords within the Sword Tower resonating, bursting into increasingly intense sword light, to mend the slight imperfections in his "prison" heaven.

"Bang!"

Mu Wentao, True God of the Gui Sacrificial Sect, perished within the sword cage aligned with the natural way of "Purgatory," his body and Tao simultaneously destroyed.

As the Human Race faced immense peril, and Qitian Continent was on the verge of a terrifying catastrophe, Pu Zhaotian revealed his real Sword Tao, which had been hidden for many years.

A sword to slay a god.

And just as the Fate had begun to manifest, he directly seized it inside the "sword cage," seeking the path of True God right there.

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