The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 664 - 628: The Initial Time_1

Chapter 664: Chapter 628: The Initial Time_1

Pang Jian had been pondering a question recently.

The Demon Race, by nature, adapted to both Spiritual Energy and Filth Alien Power. In the Upper Realm, there were Demon Gods like Long Xiao and Old Rock Bear, while in the Lower Realm, there were also Demon Gods like the Nine-Headed Bird.

Long Xiao and Old Rock Bear had joined the ranks of Demon Gods by relying on nature’s spiritual energy, and the Demon God seats they obtained should bolster the fate of the Demon Race.

That dead Nine-Headed Bird, as well as the current Dark Giant Python, had relied on something nearly identical to the Alien Tribes’ ascension to the tenth level -- a filthy essence from within the darkness.

This suddenly reminded him of his own state.

A long time ago, during his first visit to Bagua City, when the Spiritual Power in his dantian was exhausted, he was forced to absorb Filth Alien Power and discovered that Filth Alien Power could also serve as a source of power in the dantian.

Even his breakthrough to the Marrow Cleansing Realm had been reliant on Filth Alien Power.

At that time, he had a strong feeling that the internally mixed power, which contained various impurities and toxins of Filth Alien Power, was better suited for the Body Refining at the Marrow Cleansing Realm than nature’s spiritual energy.

To refine the body was a process of constant destruction and reconstruction, and Filth Alien Power contained tremendous destructive force.

Li Yuqing had once said that his "Chaos Sea" was naturally suited to the environment of the Fifth Realm.

If he stayed in the Fifth Realm and abandoned Spiritual Energy in favor of cultivating with Filth Alien Power, he would likely have much to gain.

Since the Demon Race could accommodate both types of power, if the Old Black Turtle, at the ninth stage of Bloodline level, dispelled the Spiritual Energy from the flesh, bones, and tendons in his body and re-refined his flesh and Demon Heart with Filth Alien Power, perhaps he could become a new Demon God through a filthy essence from the darkness, like the Dark Giant Python.

After all, the Rock Bear had already occupied the Earth Road in the Upper Realm.

Before the death of the Rock Bear, no matter what level Old Black Turtle’s Bloodline reached, it would be difficult for him to ascend to Demon God through the Earth Road.

For many powerful beings of the Human Race in the Upper Realm, for these Ancient Demons with predetermined Bloodlines, ascending to the supreme with nature’s spiritual energy means that the Divine Tao they pave possesses uniqueness.

Having Bloodline ties to the earth, He had no choice but to follow this path to become a Demon God.

The uniqueness of Spiritual Energy and Fate limited Old Black Turtle, preventing him from returning to the ranks of Demon Gods along the same path.

At the time when Pang Ling reached the tenth level, and Hei was also striving for Demon God, Pang Jian truly had the best interests of Old Black Turtle at heart, feeling that he should not be so stubborn and might be able to return as a Demon God by a new path.

"I don’t know if it’s feasible, but I’m not willing to fall to the Lower Realm and re-refine my demon body with Filth Alien Power,"

The Old Black Turtle, transformed into a man, was a middle-aged man with a chest plate covering his heart, protecting him from fatal attacks.

His presence was as deep as a mountain, his gaze calm, standing above the Ice Lake as if he stood between heaven and earth.

Even without carrying any burden, standing upright between heaven and earth, Pang Jian could feel he bore an unshakeable burden, forever enduring immense pressure.

He was the most ancient of all Demons, surpassing Long Xiao, Heaven Phoenix, and Primordial Serpent in the years he had lived.

He had long shouldered the entire Demon Race, just as he bore the weight of a Fragment Land deep beneath the Panshi Fragment Land.

"I’ve remembered something."

He squinted his eyes, staring down into the darkness below the Ice Lake, and said, "Once you choose to become a Demon God with Filth Alien Power, you also cut off the hope of leaving."

"Heaven Forbidden..."

Looking up, he gazed at the sky of the First Realm and said, "It does not allow anyone tainted with Filth Alien Power to leave the Purgatory World from the barrier above their heads."

Pang Jian was profoundly shaken.

He had no doubt about Old Black Turtle’s words!

That meant Demon Gods like the Nine-Headed Bird, like Hei, and those mighty beings from the Fifth Realm of the Alien Tribes, would never be able to step out of Purgatory!

"Long Xiao knew this long ago, so those pure-blooded dragons born from the Dragon Cave all chose to cleanse their Bloodlines and refine their Demon Hearts with nature’s spiritual energy," said Old Black Turtle indifferently.

"As the most talented Five-clawed Golden Dragon, why did Long Zhan have to wait for Fan Ao to die? Why didn’t he fall into the Fifth Realm and cleanse his dragon body and heart with Filth Alien Power?"

"Once he went down, even if he had successfully ascended to a tenth level Dragon God by switching to a new path, Long Zhan would struggle all his life to break through the Heaven Forbidden, thereby losing the possibility of leaving Purgatory forever,"

Old Black Turtle’s forehead suddenly furrowed tightly, as he felt a sharp pain between his brows, a pain that stemmed from his Demon Soul.

Without rejoining the ranks of the Demon Gods, many memories were still under seal. Forcibly recalling those memories before his Bloodline Power was sufficient caused him unbearable pain at that moment.

"The path out for those who ascended with Filth Alien Power seems to be under the unending darkness! That path, to date, has not been proven viable, and those who delved into the darkness have never reappeared between heaven and earth!"

A few tiny blood vessels in Old Black Turtle’s eyes suddenly burst.

Blood trickled down from the corner of his eyes as he gasped violently, slowly sitting down on the Ice Lake.

He covered his eyes with his hands, roaring in a low voice, "I remember now! A very long time ago, Purgatory’s four realms were filled with Filth Alien Power, and only the First Realm overflowed with nature’s spiritual energy."

"At that time, our Demon Race was the ruler of the Purgatory World, and all other creatures were our blood food."

"Our Bloodlines, the refinement of our demon bodies, were better suited to Filth Alien Power! Back then, all the strong ones among our race lived in worlds filled with Filth Alien Power!"

"Especially the fifth level! The most powerful Demons, the progenitors of the Ancient Demon Clan, firmly occupied the Fifth Realm."