The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 693 - 655: The Return of the Original Demon_1

Chapter 693: Chapter 655: The Return of the Original Demon_1

The Third Realm’s Dome.

In the depths of the fierce Firm Wind, Wu Yuan sat upon the decrepit altar, also attempting a breakthrough to the True God Realm.

The Divine Consciousness he previously lacked was provided by the Great Demon God Hemo Tian, which filled his Spiritual Soul with divinity, allowing him, like Pang Jian, to complete his promotion ahead of time.

At this moment, within his Sea of Consciousness, his Spiritual Soul merged with a strain of fate, solidifying into a piece of green-black Demon Stone.

Within the stone, there was another shadow of Wu Yuan’s soul.

This Demon Stone he cast was not an illusion, but a tangible entity.

The substance of it meant that his breakthrough to the True God Realm had reached its final stage.

Yet, from the moment he set foot on this path, his mind had never been at ease; he was constantly wary and on guard.

He always had the feeling that an eye was silently watching him from the shadows.

With malevolent intent.

He suspected it was the Great Demon God Hemo Tian, Ti Wei, Qing Ji—he suspected all the Demon Gods from beyond the sky.

He always felt that at the moment he succeeded in ascending to the True God, a Demon God from beyond the sky would enact Possession upon him.

—Claiming the status of a Demon God through his True God achievement.

Therefore, he had never truly relaxed, always secretly waiting for that moment to arrive.

He had made many preparations for this, he had considered the worst scenarios, his heart tormented day and night.

The closer he got to forging the True God, the more intense and clear the feeling of being watched and coveted became.

But just now, quite abruptly, the dreadful sensation of being stared at from the darkness vanished entirely.

Wu Yuan didn’t know what had happened, but he knew he had to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and complete his ascension to the True God Realm before that gaze focused on him again.

Only by doing so would he have more confidence to face the future.

"Now is the time."

The moment he decided, the Demonic Skills that Wu Yuan had been contemplating, the many secret spells he had studied, transformed into streaks of lightning that branded the Demon Stone, which represented his soul and fate.

Within the stone, the truths of the Demon Path were turned into the Divine Taos, becoming divine powers that Wu Yuan could skillfully control.

...

In the Fifth Realm, amidst the Mysterious Fog.

A foreign yet familiar consciousness suddenly surged in Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness.

At that moment, Pang Jian’s senses faded away.

He could not see, hear, smell, feel, or touch anything.

His own consciousness couldn’t even detect his body, nor could it establish any connection with his dantian, limbs, acupoints, or flesh.

All perceptions seemed to be focused solely on his Sea of Consciousness.

His thoughts began to drift wildly.

His roaming thoughts were one by one materialized, one by one corrupted and invaded.

Until in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, a young demonic shadow appeared.

It was a youth with blue-violet skin, handsome features, and a slightly sinister charm.

His unruly long hair flew wildly without restraint, like the surging of his numerous Demon Thoughts, the extension of his infinite consciousness.

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, He stood in Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness as if in His own Demon Realm.

His smile was easygoing, flamboyant, confident, as if never having known defeat.

"We meet again."

He looked towards Pang Jian, who, with the Filthy Essence and his second soul, along with those shattered fragments of God Status crystals, mingled with the Filth Alien Power to integrate.

This Pang Jian, his body resembled a rhombus-shaped crystal, green as jade.

Inside, the Origin of Gods, like viscous blood, was flowing slowly.

Unlike the Immortal Primordial Spirit, the True God that Pang Jian was currently refining was cold, rigid, and without any softness.

It seemed, also difficult to change size with ease.

"Forging God Status with a Human Race body, utilizing a streak of Filthy Essence from beneath Purgatory."

The softly smiling, sinisterly charming youth felt quite pleased, saying, "Compared to your master, your body, your Divine Tao, suits me better."

"Breaking the Heaven Forbidden and rushing out of Purgatory World, roaming the Outer Starry Sky, doesn’t interest me much."

"I desire more to explore the endless Darkness in a different way, to reach another alien place."

"Pang Jian, please lend me your God Status and divine body."

"Consider it repayment for casting me into exile."

He blinked mischievously and added, "I should thank you for leaving me in that true darkness, where I could focus on comprehending it."

As He spoke, Pang Jian remained oblivious to everything outside, unaware that the Black Dragon King had appeared once again.

"Pang Jian?"

Li Yuqing, who was holding his hand, asked softly with surprise when she could no longer feel the continual infusion of life force.

Pang Jian remained deaf to her words.

Li Yuqing immediately sensed something was amiss, and the Sky-splitting Sword that she had kept within her suddenly appeared in her hand.

"Pang Jian has been tainted by the Filth Evil Power and fears he will fall into the path of evil demons; what should I do to help him?"

"Battles with demons are sure to take place in the Spirit Sea of Consciousness, but at this time..."

Li Yuqing’s mind was racing with thoughts.

She suddenly gritted her teeth, ready to project her own Spiritual Soul outside her body and enter Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness to assist him in killing that mysterious demon.

Then, a dark tide suddenly surged towards her.

The utmost darkness, exuding an aura of desolation, coldness, and void, abruptly engulfed part of her limbs.

"Don’t bother."

The Black Dragon King’s face reappeared, grim and somber.

Writhing dark divine power pulled her rapidly backward, separating her from Pang Jian.

"It’s not just him, you’re also being corrupted by the demon’s power. Your thoughts, your emotions, they’re being controlled by another will. If you project your Spiritual Soul into Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness, your soul will become an asset to the demon."

"A single Demon Thought split from the demon can poison your mind, turning you into a blade in His hands."

Darkness completely enveloped Li Yuqing.

"Even my subtle infiltration towards Him is extremely thorny, let alone yours?"

In that utter darkness, Li Yuqing couldn’t see the Black Dragon King or anything else, only hearing his voice ringing out repeatedly, "That demon and his Divine Consciousness are inseparable now, and I am unsure of how to deal with it."

"To avoid letting that demon trace back to me, I had to sever the soul connection with him."

"I’m afraid..."

The Black Dragon King sighed, saying, "The others, they probably haven’t even realized that as long as their soul connection with him exists, they will be infiltrated by the demon’s power."

His greatest concern was the Old Black Turtle in deep slumber, followed by Pang Ling and the Bee King.

"What can I do?" Li Yuqing asked anxiously.

"What you can do is wait," the Black Dragon King curtly doused her with cold water, then continued, "That one is the most terrifying demon between heaven and earth, the source of all demons, the origin of all demons. A demon who aspires to become the Sovereign, to turn the fortunes of the entire Demon Clan, is not someone you can contend with at the moment."

"In the domain of the soul, I’m not his match either."

"Pang Jian..."

The Black Dragon King paused before continuing in the darkness, "Having merged with the God Status of a Ghost Clan middle-level god and attained some insight into the secret arts of the soul, plus being in his own Sea of Consciousness, maybe he can clash with that demon."

"Maybe, he can avoid the fate of being possessed."

His words weren’t uttered with much certainty.

...

Within the Mysterious Fog.

"Thunder Prison!"

Pang Jian, who had been heading in the opposite direction of Purgatory, striving to keep as far away from the Purgatory World as possible, finally reached the "Prison" Boundary Wall, the birthplace of the Thunder God and the Lei Meng Beast God, under the guidance of the Thunder Pond.

The Immortal Primordial Spirit traversed various "Prison" worlds with ease.

Upon stepping in, he was still enveloped by the Mysterious Fog.

"Crackle! Crackle!"

Lightning was indeed everywhere within the Thunder Prison.

As soon as he entered the inner world of the Thunder Prison, he noticed lightning amidst the grey shroud of fog.

He tossed the Thunder Pond he was holding, which began to swell, and saw the silver-white Temple in the center of the pond draw in the lightning from the fog as naturally as breathing.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, the bricks and stones of the silver-white Temple suddenly burst forth with dazzling divine radiance.

"Hm!"

Pang Jian frowned suddenly.

He had intended to leave the Mysterious Fog immediately, to wander about the Thunder Prison and take in its wonders. However, he abruptly plunged into the Thunder Pond.

Blue, purple, and black wisps of smoke, fine as hairs, dissipated.

Foreign contaminants, intent on poisoning his thought consciousness and unknowingly dragging him down, were captured and obliterated by the Divine Power within the Thunder Pond once he entered.

The path of obsession sought by the Thunder God was to turn the Ghost Clan and the Heaven Demons, including the deities worshipped by these two clans, into dust and ashes.

The Thunder Pond was extremely sensitive to the deities of the Ghost Clan and the Demon Gods.

Even the slightest Alien Power associated with these two clans, as long as it was within or merely germinating near the Thunder Pond, would trigger a response from the Pond.

"Inside Purgatory, a demon lies hidden within my true body."

"So, it’s the Original Demon."

Pang Jian first confirmed the anomaly.

As he mulled over possible solutions, the Original Demon already manifested its shadow in the shape of a gentle young man, formed from the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind.

Looking at the Thunder Pond where his Primordial Spirit sat, he thought for a moment and decided not to hurry out of the Mysterious Fog but to hover at the Boundary Wall of Thunder Prison.

"Whoosh!"

He summoned the Five Thunders Bombardment and held the Divine Artifact "Ghost Firefly" left by Youkui in his hand, sitting still within the Thunder Pond.

"Times have changed, and for you, I am no longer without means."

Pang Jian kept his face cold, maintaining the closest connection with his true body in Purgatory.

The Thunderbolt Truth Spell he had recently comprehended, his knowledge of the many Divine Skills of the soul from Youkui, the Thunder Pond in his hands, and the Five Thunders Bombardment.

All these were his reliance for facing the Original Demon once again.

...

"Pang Jian, no one can help you, there’s only you in this world."

"In the Purgatory World, even in the entire universe, there’s only you."

"And soon, there will only be me."

The Original Demon spoke with a smile, slowly floating towards the rhombic crystal that represented Pang Jian, intending to merge into the Origin of Gods within Pang Jian.

His path to possession truly began here.

He intended to imprint his unique Demonic Mark within Pang Jian’s God Status Origin, erasing Pang Jian’s will.

"Originally, the person I chose was not you but Wu Yuan. Your emergence, your involvement with that Filthy Essence, made me suddenly change my mind."

"Only by taking your form as a deity and sinking into the darkness below the Fifth Realm can you be qualified to battle with that guy."

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ps: It’s been a long time since I had a three-Chapter day, humbly asking for a monthly ticket~