The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 643 - 609: The Rising Black Dragon King! _1

Chapter 643: Chapter 609: The Rising Black Dragon King! _1

In the dim twilight.

The "World Tree" bathed in the blood rain, growing taller by sections.

After the body of the Nine-headed Bird Demon God sank, it was pierced by the sharp branches.

Like drawing the life force from Li Chu’s flesh and blood, those branches were also devouring the demon’s carcass.

More terrifying trees from the Fifth Realm, infamously known, also joined the feasting under the "World Tree’s" permission.

Pang Ling harbored a surging hatred for this Nine-headed Bird Demon God.

He wanted to eradicate all traces of life from the Nine-headed Bird in the shortest time, ensuring that this sly demon god had no chance of rebirth.

"I’m glad you made it in time," He smiled sweetly, looking up at the divine shadow of Pang Jian in the sky, "I thought I might not catch you."

Pang Jian stood in the void of Cloud Marsh, his vast Divine Sense sweeping in all directions, confirming that Yuan Qi’s ice blue eyes weren’t within the demon carcass.

After a thought, he suddenly said, "The Nine-headed Bird is not completely dead yet, It still has a head hiding in the Extreme North Mysterious Fog."

"In the past, It contended with the Heaven Phoenix for the title ’King of All Birds’ and was gravely injured by it, hiding ever since."

"It was also beheaded by the Ghost Mother, but using its tenth head in the depths of the Mysterious Fog, it managed a successful revival. The Old Black Turtle knows quite a bit about Its past and has told me a lot."

"You need to break through the level restriction as soon as possible while I make a move first to kill It thoroughly."

After explaining a few words, Pang Jian rode his sword into the distance.

Warriors of the Wood Tribe stepped out one by one from the cities around the Fragmented Lands and from the branches of towering ancient trees.

The Wood Tribe’s mighty ones watched his Immortal Primordial Spirit vanish.

Mu Yuan, now looking a few years older, asked in a low voice, "Is Pang Jian the one who helped us in the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands before? Is he also the one who extended my life through the Dark Giant Python?"

"That’s right," Pang Ling responded.

"He is a Human True God, and we of the Wood Tribe live in the Fifth Realm, you... have also agreed to that Sovereign," Mu Yuan reminded nervously.

"A demon god, who dared to strike me when severely injured and nominally aligned with the Fifth Realm, yet the Sovereign did not show up," Pang Ling, from the canopy of the "World Tree," watched Pang Jian’s fading divine shadow, "I only have reverence for that Sovereign, not affection."

"The Bird Demon also said that the Sovereign is just raising me to eat me when I grow stronger."

"I, too, should consider my future more."

The divine corpse of Li Chu and the demon god carcass of the Nine-headed Bird would take Him to the next level.

Soon, He would become a tenth-grade spirit of the Purgatory World.

He felt that in the current chaos, He had a good chance of quickly breaking through the Heaven Forbidden of Purgatory and escaping from this world.

When that time came, whether it was the strange and profound Mysterious Fog Sea or the Boundless Star River above, He might well have a place for Himself.

With Pang Jian’s aid, He might gain great freedom.

"Father, I hope that in the not too distant future, I can soar the Outer Star River with you," He murmured softly.

"You will. That day won’t be too far off," Pang Jian replied from afar.

...

In the Fourth Realm, the Demon Spirit Continent.

Because it was relatively close to the Thousand Miles of Cloud Land, Pang Jian simply came for a nostalgic visit.

"Whoosh!"

He appeared directly above a cold and secluded pool.

The scepter obtained from the Dark Bat, which he had specifically brought out from the Dark Prison World, was casually thrown into the pool below by him.

"Splash!"

The Dark Giant Python, now a ninth-grade Demon King, emerged from the water’s surface.

His form had undergone earth-shattering changes; his olive-tree-like skin was gone, replaced by dragon scales like black iron.

Hard, cold, metallic scale armor emitted black demon light.

His eyes were like black suns, with pupils dispersing circles of black light that turned the pool and the earth around for tens of miles utterly dark.

He opened his huge mouth and swallowed the Dark Scepter, communicating with it through thoughts.

"You should not have come to this continent, should not have so recklessly reached my hidden domain,"

He sounded annoyed, "By doing this, won’t all the demons of the Demon Spirit Continent know about my relationship with you?"

"So what if they do?"

Pang Jian’s Divine Consciousness spread across a myriad of miles in an instant, fully sensing the situation of all demons on the continent.

"The Nine-headed Bird Demon God hidden in Northern Qi’s Fragment Land just had its last few heads chopped off by me."

"This old demon’s last head hiding in Northern Qi will also be found and eliminated by me. Hei, the Nine-headed Bird will die completely, and a fresh Demon God position will be vacated."

"I have high hopes for you, I believe you can take up this brand new position of Demon God, for you are the Black Dragon!"

"Now that you remember it was Long Xiao who killed you, and you have ascended to a ninth-grade bloodline, dare you not covet the position that rightfully belongs to you?"

"In the scepter, there are laws of darkness comprehended by the Dark Bat, which will help you rediscover yourself."

With those words, Pang Jian left flying.

Moments later.

"That’s a Human True God, that guy called Pang Jian! It was him that came to this cold and deep pool!"

"Who is it? Who in the pool is in contact with the Human True God?"

The nearby ninth-grade Demon Kings, the White Wolf, and the Golden Horned Beast only arrived after Pang Jian had left.

Two Demon Kings who hadn’t taken human form thunderously landed beside the cold pond, staring intently into its depths.

"When the Black Dragon King decides to make contact with someone, not even Long Xiao can interfere, what do you think you are?"

On the surface of that deep pond, ripples of darkness spread out as if a pitch-black curtain that blocked all light was covering his two neighbors.

A violent dragon’s roar abruptly rose as Hei, with his long dragon’s body, suddenly leapt out of the water and hunted the two peer-level Demon Kings in the darkness.

Only by eating the hearts of Ninth-level Demon Kings could he rapidly undergo transformation, stimulating the hidden Bloodline Crystal Chains within his body, aiding him in reclaiming his lost power.

It was precisely because he believed Pang Jian’s words, knowing that the Nine-headed Bird Demon God was about to die completely, leaving a new position of Demon God vacant.

That was why he was so eager, why he disregarded the opinions of other Demon Races.

"Do not disappoint me, show me that vacant position of Demon God, for I wish to use it to ascend."

From that moment, Hei began to display his power.

The White Wolf and the Golden Horned Beast Demon Kings were just his initial targets.

The Black Dragon King, intent on claiming the Dark Scepter to strike for the position of Demon God, created a bloody slaughter across the Demon Spirit Continent.

He would use the deaths of Demon Kings, especially those whose death would be most beneficial to amplifying his bloodline, to forge his path to becoming a Demon God.

...

The Fourth Realm’s void.

A seven-colored divine lightning flew at an incomprehensibly fast speed.

First Cloud Marsh, then Demon Spirit Continent, afterwards, through the Northern Qi Fragmented Lands, Pang Jian was traveling like lightning without a moment’s pause.

His Immortal Primordial Spirit was not his physical form; without the copper amulet on him, he couldn’t teleport beside Pang Ling and the Dark Giant Python, so he could only race through the void.

Luckily, his divine body controlled the sword with unimaginable speed.

This body, wreathed in a seven-colored divine aura, showed off its power in the Fourth Realm, passing through territories of Alien Tribe powerhouses without a single one daring to intercept him.

"Pang Jian!"

"That’s the newly risen Sword God, Pang Jian!"

"It was he who killed the Yao Clan’s God Son, Lie Yi, and defeated the Devil Scale Tribe’s Dazzling Shadow!"

Above a territory that originally belonged to the Shangguan Family, there were warriors from the Ghost Clan and Earth Spirit Clan busy crafting battle instruments with Spiritual Material from the Upper Realm.

Looking up and seeing the seven-colored divine light disappear into the distance, warriors from both the Ghost Clan and Earth Spirit Clan suddenly went pale.

"How can such a Human True God dare show off so extravagantly in the Lower World? Doesn’t the Yao Clan’s Lie Yang, that Sovereign, plan to seek revenge for his son?"

"Shush! You don’t know, do you? All the strongest are being summoned by that Sovereign, engaging in fierce battles with Human True Gods in the Upper World. At this stage, I’m afraid no one has the time to deal with him."

...

Above a warship from the Devil Scale Tribe.

Two Tenth-level Devil Scale Tribe powerhouses, standing behind Dazzling Shadow, whose bloodline had risen to the ninth level, suddenly revealed expressions of shock as they watched the seven-colored aura fade into the distance.

"It’s Pang Jian."

Yu Qing from the Heaven Clan, holding a divine feather for messaging, said to Dazzling Shadow, "My younger sister, in the Second Realm on the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Mountains, saw him descend into the Lower World with his sword."

The tall and handsome young man from the Heaven Clan bitterly smiled and said, "I thought he intended to hunt future seeds like you and me in the Lower World."

The seven-colored aura that represented Pang Jian was visible to them, which meant Pang Jian could naturally see the two of them as well.

Yet, the aura never stopped, not even for a moment.

What did that mean?

Although Yu Qing had once been equally matched with Pang Jian, and Dazzling Shadow now also possessed Ninth-level bloodline, Pang Jian clearly no longer considered them worth his attention.

"Without reaching the tenth-bloodline level, it seems I no longer qualify to be earnestly regarded by him."

Dazzling Shadow took a deep breath, her chest covered with scale armor slightly heaved, quite a magnificent sight.

"Soon, I will embark on challenging the Tenth-level utmost strength. Once I succeed, I will challenge this Sword God again!"

"I want to see if the Sword Tower’s Sword God is really as the legends say, unrivaled in strength at Purgatory!"

Dazzling Shadow was full of fighting spirit.

She believed Pang Jian dared to venture into the Fourth Realm simply because he had some doggone luck, seizing a share of fate in the Immortal Realm early on and becoming an unconventional True God.

The heights Pang Jian had currently achieved, she believed she could reach as well in the future. Proud as she was, she never felt inferior to anyone.

"Ding Ling!"

Behind Dazzling Shadow, a Tenth-level Devil Scale Tribe warrior’s beast bone bracelet suddenly emitted an urgent ringing. The warrior held and listened for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed, "Pang Jian has killed the Demon Race’s Nine-headed Bird Demon God on the Fragmented Lands of the Wood Tribe! All nine of the Nine-headed Bird’s heads were severed by him!"

"Really?" Yu Qing’s expression changed drastically.

No sooner had he asked the question than devices meant for communication with their tribe’s powerhouses, worn by Yu Qing and Dazzling Shadow, began emitting strange sounds.

Thus, these two favored sons of the Fifth Realm immediately knew the actual truth.

"I have no confidence that after my bloodline reaches the Tenth-level, I can quickly vanquish an ancient Demon God alone."

Dazzling Shadow hung her head, her inner pride shattered to pieces.

...

Northern Qi.

Pang Jian rode his sword across the Mysterious Fog, finally returning to his homeland after many years.

His Divine Consciousness stretched out, seeing the plethora of Spirit Beasts, Ferocious Beasts, Demon Race warriors with Spiritual Intelligence, and all that was familiar.

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