The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 678 - 640 Goddess’s Heart in Turmoil_1

Chapter 678: Chapter 640 Goddess’s Heart in Turmoil_1

The Source Demon had always been recalcitrant, which was crystal clear to Pang Jian in the depths of his heart.

Yet, he still hadn’t expected the Source Demon to choose this moment to suddenly bid him farewell.

From their first encounter, when he took the sword away from the Sword Tower, he had been engaged in a battle of wits and bravery with the Source Demon.

Initially, the Source Demon feigned submission but secretly stirred up trouble, and later, at a critical moment, it turned against Pang Jian.

He cast the Source Demon into that dark and desolate land, and after a lengthy period of "grinding," the Source Demon once again "sincerely" conceded and chose to re-ally with him.

But he knew that this fellow, born of the Outer World Demon God, always had his own ideas and was hard to truly control.

When the Source Demon addressed him as "master," he felt repulsed.

Because it was fake.

The Source Demon only felt real to him, however, after it had forged its own Demon Body and restored its Demon God combat power.

It was probably during the time not long ago when the Source Demon cooperated in the fierce battle against Li Bai, bombing the chief of the Devil Scale Tribe to death.

And then there was the moment after stepping out of the "Mysterious Fog," when the Source Demon incited him to make a move on the Goddess of Cold Crystal.

At that time, the Source Demon, as if suddenly a different person, no longer showed him respect.

The mockery and teasing from the Source Demon, while infuriating him, also made him abruptly realize that the Source Demon no longer considered itself a mere Sword Spirit, but rather saw itself as being on equal terms with him.

That was when he finally felt the Source Demon was no longer so false.

Now, as he was performing the "Original Demon Fusion Spell" and in the process of consuming the Youkui Spiritual Soul, if the Source Demon were to harbor murderous intentions and a malevolent mind, reigniting battle with a combat power far surpassing that of the past, would he suffer a great loss?

The value of the Thunder Pond, the value of the Five Thunders Bombardment – the Source Demon was certainly aware.

But the Source Demon did not act accordingly.

On the contrary, as It was departing this star and distancing Itself, It used its own form to command the sword.

The soul sensing between them persisted; Pang Jian could still clearly see It and sense Its every action.

Why would the Source Demon choose to take on his likeness?

Pang Jian was not dull-witted, and he immediately realized that although the Source Demon had said goodbye, It still wanted to alleviate some pressure for him, enabling him to more easily return to Mysterious Fog later on.

Not attacking when he was assimilating Youkui, and even willing to help him at the end, it was clear the Source Demon no longer regarded him as an enemy.

Only at this moment did Pang Jian understand that he had earned the Source Demon’s trust, but it had come at the moment of their parting.

Thereafter, with the vastness of the starry skies and the boundlessness of the cosmos, who knew if there would be another meeting.

Through the years of accumulation and sublimation, the other fragmented Demon Souls of the Original Demon must undoubtedly possess entities more powerful than the Source Demon.

The Source Demon’s plan might not succeed.

And whether he could return to Mysterious Fog under the gods’ seal was also an unknown.

As the Source Demon sped away, the soul connection between them gradually grew fainter.

The Source Demon, having expressed Its thoughts without waiting for Pang Jian’s response, slightly slowed Its escape velocity.

A look of loss and melancholy surfaced on Its resolute and cold face.

"I’ve taken this sword with me, as well as the Space Ring of Youkui."

"Again, at this critical stage, when he is most in need of assistance, this guy probably won’t forgive me."

The Source Demon sighed inwardly.

It’s sigh wasn’t heartfelt and was deliberately shielded to obscure any fluctuations of the Divine Aura, so Pang Jian remained unaware of it.

The soul connection between them, as It continued to speed away, slowly became inconsistent.

The precise location of Pang Jian and the Lava Furnace he was transforming became increasingly vague and indifferent in the Source Demon’s perception. It knew it wouldn’t be long before all traces of Itself and Pang Jian were erased.

Afterward, there might be no day of reunion.

"Alas."

Just as It was about to accelerate and leave once again after another soft sigh, the long-awaited soul voice finally arrived belatedly: "I can understand your decision. You have to contend against your own fate in the Outer World, accommodating a few other fragmentations of His Demon Soul."

"Take care, and may the winds be in your favor. I hope we will have another day of meeting."

"Goodbye."

By the time "Goodbye" was conveyed, Pang Jian on the other end had actively severed the connection between them.

The Source Demon, which had deliberately slowed its escape speed, shuddered slightly, and its eyes suddenly burst with surprise and delight.

"Goodbye!"

Smiling, It repeated the word and then bolted away at a velocity a hundred times faster than before.

...

In this part of the galaxy, a meteorite cluster zone.

Han Yi clutched the crystal token, staring at a black and golden gleam disappearing from sight, and urgently sent a message: "Pang Jian, who is leaving? Is it Youkui who has escaped?"

"It’s not you; I can feel it!"

"Even if Youkui has escaped, you must return to Mysterious Fog as soon as possible and enter your Purgatory World!"

"Following this, the gods will set traps for you at every turn, and you must hurry!"

The Goddess of Cold Crystal was very anxious, her divine voice trembling with urgency.

It was still because the distance was too great, and Her Divine Aura hadn’t spread over, that She couldn’t discern who the escaper really was.

She only knew it wasn’t Pang Jian.

With the Star Devourer gone and it not being Pang Jian, who else could it be?

She didn’t believe that the Demon God within the sword had acquired the ability to go its separate way from Pang Jian, nor did she think it was the Source Demon.

She thought, most likely, it was Youkui who had managed to escape.

Since Youkui had survived, it wouldn’t let Her and Ying Yue off easily, but at that moment, She failed to consider how Her own and Ying Yue’s situations would also become exceedingly difficult due to Youkui’s escape.

He was just worried whether Pang Jian could survive.

"Youkui is dying, and what’s leaving is the Source Demon."

In his hand, the crystal token conveyed Pang Jian’s indifferent Divine Voice, "Before Youkui is completely dead, that Ghost Clan’s Supreme God cannot detect that He is about to die by my hand."

Han Yi’s tightly knitted brows suddenly relaxed, and she joyfully said, "So you’re holding all the cards?"

"Yes, Youkui’s Divine Clothing and Demon Body have been blasted to oblivion, only parts of His Spiritual Soul remain and are currently being refined by me."

"I am stripping His memories and picking parts that are beneficial to me from His life experiences."

"I deliberately left His Spiritual Soul Origin Mark intact, lest Zimo knows about His impending death."

Pang Jian said indifferently.

"That’s good; now I am relieved," Han Yi softly replied.

"Since you think the one escaping is Youkui, have you not thought about your situation and Ying Yue’s?" Pang Jian asked.

Han Yi was silent for a moment before answering, "I hadn’t thought about it the first time, but now I have."

On the other end, Pang Jian also fell silent for a while before saying, "Go and join Ying Yue to suppress and seize the Star Devourer. He should be able to relieve the trouble that plagues you in a short time. In the future, if there is a chance, I will help you eliminate that High God who wishes to coerce you."

"The crystal token, I will destroy it now. Don’t contact me anymore."

"Pfft!"

After a strange sound, Han Yi could no longer use the crystal token in her hand to communicate with Pang Jian through Divine Voice.

Youkui was doomed to die without a doubt, and as for the escaping Star Devourer, Ying Yue was already in pursuit.

Once He joined the chase, the Star Devourer, facing two Middle-level Gods, would have no chance of escaping by luck.

His secret alliance with the Human True God, along with Ying Yue, remained unknown due to Youkui’s death. He could also seize the Star Devourer with Ying Yue.

For Him, this was simply the perfect outcome.

Pang Jian resolutely destroyed the crystal token, severing their last link, and as long as He didn’t do anything foolish, no God Spirit would know what had happened whether Pang Jian lived or died afterward.

For His sake, Pang Jian had done everything He could, and afterward, He would not cause Him any trouble.

Moreover, he didn’t even mention how the Star Devourer should be distributed.

Taking grave risks to leave Purgatory, flying out from the Mysterious Fog, and with the power of a newly ascended Human True God, ambushing Youkui.

All that Pang Jian had done seemed to be merely for solving His problems and killing Youkui for Him, seeking no reward in return.

For this, Pang Jian had lost a Divine Sword and a Demon God ally.

"Pang Jian!"

At that moment, Han Yi was so moved that tears welled in her icy eyes.

The outwardly cold but emotionally warm Pang Jian had always coldly, with utter rationality, rejected His advances time and again.

Pang Jian had never given Him a friendly face.

Sometimes, He would even show obvious annoyance and impatience, which left Him feeling hurt and bitter inside.

Taking great risks, and even against Ying Yue’s advice, He had carefully, even shamelessly, approached Pang Jian, feeling that He truly was cheap.

He never imagined that this cold and heartless man would genuinely respond to Him.

With their races different and camps opposed, in some sense, He too was one of the invaders.

When Pang Jian repelled Him, showed disinterest in Him, He would console Himself with understanding.

He dared not fantasize too much or hope too greatly. He thought that as long as Pang Jian was not so cold to Him, as long as He did not hurl insults.

That would already have been an extremely good response.

But He had never expected that Pang Jian would, for Him, stride sword in hand out of the familiar Purgatory and Mysterious Fog, kill Youkui for Him, and seek no compensation!

Choosing to trust Pang Jian was undoubtedly another great gamble for Him and Ying Yue.

If they lost, He and Ying Yue would be facing a dead end, they would be beyond all hope of redemption.

But this time He won the bet!

Pang Jian won back everything for Him!

"Ying Yue, Youkui is finished! Youkui has only a remnant of His Spiritual Soul left, both His Demon Body and Divine Clothing have been destroyed. Pang Jian didn’t demand the Star Devourer and even let me capture it with you."

"He crushed the crystal token we used for communication; we’ll have no more worries."

"But I am a bit worried about him. I am concerned about the hunt against him by Zimo when Youkui’s soul is completely extinguished."

"Ying Yue, what should I do?"

In the meteor, the Goddess of Cold Crystal, holding the crystal token that still allowed communication with Ying Yue, murmured incoherently, "Ying Yue, he’s not what you said he is, not at all!"

"For me, to solve my problems once and for all, that’s why he would step out of Purgatory without fearing death!"

Like an ice flower blooming in seclusion, the Goddess of Cold Crystal fell.

...

In the same Star River.

A bright crescent moon, under the command of Ying Yue’s Divine Power, had already appeared in the void where the Star Devourer was located.

Where moonlight went, shackles naturally formed.

The God’s Domain belonging to Ying Yue unfolded, and that clear and bright moonlight, like chains of order and a dense sealing net, bound the Star Devourer tightly.

The Moon Goddess on the Divine Platform, her brows drawn together beautifully, listened patiently to Han Yi’s Divine Voice.

Her Godly eyes emitted captivating brilliance as She quietly gazed towards the unknown star where Pang Jian still was, inadvertently recalling the entanglement of Divine Consciousness with Him before Han Yi, that scene where Pang Jian’s golden Divine Sense stubbornly refused to let go, pulling and dragging.

Her tranquil heart lake began to ripple confusedly.

...