The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 719 - 681 The so-called Tianjiao!_1

Chapter 719: Chapter 681 The so-called Tianjiao!_1

Broad bolts of thunder and lightning, thick as waterfalls, converged behind Pang Jian in the void, twisting wildly and unorderly.

From a distance, those multicolored Thunderous Lightning strands appeared like bizarre tentacles extending from Pang Jian’s body, resonating with his physique in a wondrous rhythm.

Many thunder and lightning bolts, originating from Thunder God Mountain and also from the Silver-white Temple beneath Pang Jian’s feet.

At this moment, with his Immortal Primordial Spirit magnified, Pang Jian’s towering stature, standing upon the majestic temple, resembled the rebirth of the Thunder God!

"Just a barely fledged Water God, that’s all."

Pang Jian chuckled lightly.

He reached out to grab at Mengnawa’s serpentine neck, his fingers radiating an alien glow, emitting various Great Tao Laws.

The secrets of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth materialized as golden, green, white, red, and black light, quickly forming a seal encompassing the Five Elements, locking down Mengnawa’s gargantuan body.

"Soul Forbidden!"

At the thought, the Spiritual Soul Secret Skill from Youkui took form spontaneously.

Just as Mengnawa was about to unleash the mysteries of her bloodline, her Demon Soul shuddered abruptly, feeling the restraints of the Great Tao, rendering her soul and body unable to connect.

By the time she realized what was happening, she was already experiencing heart-wrenching pain!

Her serpentine neck, covered in green scales, had already fallen into the grasp of Pang Jian’s monumental hand, with five laws superior to hers penetrating through the scales and into her flesh.

In the Fifth Realm of Purgatory, the divine skills and secret methods of the five Great Demon Emperors like Jin Yu, were restraining her bloodline and limbs.

Mengnawa couldn’t move an inch!

"Heh!"

Under the dumbfounded gaze of Lei Ying and Lei Fan, Pang Jian, with his imposing body, gripped the Water God Mengnawa’s neck and forcefully dragged the giant serpent outside Thunder God Mountain.

Mengnawa was utterly unable to fight back!

That Thunder Pond left to the world by the ancestors of the Thunder Clan, surrounded by magnificent temples above it—Pang Jian had not even used his strength!

Without resorting to the Thunder Pond, just on his own strength, Pang Jian rendered Mengnawa powerless to retaliate!

"I believe you now."

Lei Ying licked the corner of her lips, saying, "I heard that he had slain a Middle-level God of the Ghost Clan in the upper galaxy. I didn’t believe it before, thinking there must be some hidden reasons. Now, I believe."

Lei Fan, who had been hopeless about the future, believing they could not overcome the three Great Demon Gods, kept his eyes fixed on Pang Jian.

He had come bracing himself, he had entered the battle with resignation.

Because Lei Ying had explicitly told him earlier on Thunder God Mountain that she had already informed Pang Jian about the collusion between the three Great Demon Gods and He Motian.

Everything that needed to be said had been said, and all that needed to be done had been done. As one of the strongest in the Thunder Clan, Lei Ying’s actions could represent the entire clan. What could Lei Fan do if he disagreed?

The reason he had taken the desperate risk to come here was that Lei Fan truly had no other choice.

But now, as the Demon Race showed their true colors and the three Great Demon Gods began their slaughter, he knew that the Thunder Clan couldn’t escape this calamity and was prepared to fight to the death to seek a way out for his people.

Suddenly, he found that he might not have to die after all, and he was somewhat pleasantly surprised.

"You’re right, without fighting to the end, we’ll never have hope."

He acknowledged Lei Ying’s approach, looking at her with eyes full of respect, and then once more cast a deep glance at Pang Jian, exclaiming, "Having one more of me here won’t make a decisive impact on the battle! Lei Ying, let’s keep in touch; I’ll head to those cities and fortresses to slay the Level 9 Demon Kings!"

A small lightning boat appeared, which he tossed out before taking off in it.

"I even feel that this battle doesn’t need me."

Only after he had vanished from the range of Thunder God Mountain did Lei Ying say with a sheepish grin, "Perhaps the domain of Purgatory actually ranks much higher than Thunder Prison. That girl was probably right."

The Divine Gods of Purgatory are stronger than those of Thunder Prison because the Divine Gods of Thunder Prison lack the integration of fate and the enrichment of Filthy Essence.

Lei Ying remembered these words.

She saw Li Yuqing holding a stone bead, which caused the Divine Bird Vermilion Bird to lose its sanity, the light in its Demon Pupils dimming. Many of the fire and thunder divine skills mastered by the Vermilion Bird fizzled out with a crackle.

Merely at the sight of the stone bead, the Vermilion Bird’s strength was quickly draining away—an untenable situation for any further fight.

Li Yuqing hadn’t even truly drawn her sword!

Lei Ying could imagine that, once the Vermilion Bird’s strength weakened to a certain point, Li Yuqing might only need to strike once with her sword to end the existence of the Divine Bird Vermilion Bird, known to instill fear in the beings of Thunder Prison with her renowned power.

This was Li Yuqing.

Pang Jian, gripping Mengnawa’s neck as if pinching an obedient earthworm, stood before a unicorn.

Mengnawa’s undulating serpent body didn’t even twist or struggle.

"Could it be dead already?"

Lei Ying couldn’t help but think to herself.

Mengnawa, cruel and malicious, treated the blood of other tribes as a beverage in the domain she ruled in Thunder Prison—a place of sheer tyranny.

Aside from the followers of her own Demon Race, the other beings of Thunder Prison saw her territory as the most terrifying and bloodiest place in the world, a place no one dared to approach.

Such a fierce and dreadful Water God, dragged around by the neck by Pang Jian, didn’t make a single move.

How vast must the gap in their strengths be?

The legendary Purgatory Human Tribe, at their most glorious, once destroyed the Hall of Gods, drawing the pursuit of many ferocious God Spirits, yet their spark of rebellion continued to spread throughout the vast Star River.

Within Purgatory itself, the Human Race still held a ruling position, dominantly controlling that domain.

"The Human Race is so terrifying; it’s no wonder that the Divine Gods are wary and want to annihilate them."

Lei Ying felt a wave of immense contemplation.

Their Thunder Clan, one of the many Alien Tribes from outside the heavens, was part of that grand alliance, but due to the Thunder God’s extreme pursuit of the Great Tao, it incurred the joint suppression of the Ghost and Demon Clans.

The Thunder Clan is living such a tragic and miserable life right now, even worse than the Human Race, which is being targeted by the gods.

The Human Race dares to resist the gods from beyond the skies with the strength of their entire clan. What kind of courage does this show? What kind of fearless bravery?

Can the Thunder Clan not have such fearless courage?

"After this battle, once I’ve accumulated enough, I will strike at Heaven Forbidden and soar through the Outer Domain Galaxy! I refuse to believe that our Thunder Clan will really be obliterated in the river of time!"

Lei Ying, who was watching the battle, was inspired by Pang Jian and Li Yuqing’s performance, and her inner courage and morale were lifted.

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"You are nothing compared to the Lei Meng Beast God." Pang Jian, holding the Water God of Thunder Prison, said solemnly, "At least, the Lei Meng Beast God has something he steadfastly pursues. His actions, trying to reverse the fate determined by his bloodline, have earned some of my admiration."

"And you..."

He shook his head, glanced at Mengnawa, and said, "Do you even deserve to be called the Water God?"

"Hiss, hiss!"

Strands of golden light wandering inside the giant snake’s body, not in a hurry to display their sharpness, suddenly gave birth to an unparalleled Sword Intent.

The Dao of the Demon Emperor Jin Yu, the sharp gold principles Pang Jian had comprehended over the years, were born within those golden lights, giving the lights a soul in an instant.

As the battle began, Mengnawa, who didn’t have a chance to say much, found her giant snake form segmented into countless pieces.

Blood and remnants of limbs were tossed down from the area where Pang Jian was.

"Indeed very weak, not even as good as that Nine-Headed Bird," muttered Pang Jian.

Li Yuqing really wasn’t exaggerating; after experiencing a real fight, he realized that without fate or the Filthy Essence fused into a Demon Heart, a Demon God is indeed not as strong as those from Purgatory.

No wonder sovereigns like Luo Hongyan, He Motian, Zimo, and Original Demon, all covet the fate and Filthy Essence of Purgatory.

The enhancement of those Alien Powers to Divine Power, and their elevation of God Status and Demon Heart, is simply immeasurable.

"Blade of Destiny!"

Li Yuqing finally swung her sword.

The Sky-splitting Sword traced a dazzling river of light, which, at the moment of its sudden appearance, vanished into the forehead of the Vermilion Bird Divine Bird, erupting within the Vermilion Bird’s Demon Soul and demon body.

Only then did the Vermilion Bird shift its gaze from the "Pearl of Destiny."

But it was already too late.

Its Demon Soul had sunk too long, its will flitting and unstable, unable to focus its energy and bloodline to defend. It only felt its future being shredded into pieces.

In one of those fragmented scenes, it saw nothingness.

In another fragmented scene, it also saw nothingness.

What future did it have left?

It was destined to die today, and all futures from this day forth were naturally just void!

"Fate, is there really such an unpredictable Divine Skill in this world? The heavens are too partial to Purgatory, also too fond of the Human Race!"

These were the Vermilion Bird’s last thoughts before death.

Pity that no one but Li Yuqing could hear them.

"Partial? If they truly favored our Human Race, they would never have eternally forbidden the Human Race from Purgatory! The boundless starry sky, countless worlds within the realms, why isn’t there a single realm belonging to our Human Race?"

"Is the Human Race destined to forever exist in Purgatory?"

"This should not be the unchanging destiny of the Human Race throughout eternity!"

Li Yuqing silently declared in her heart.

"What have you experienced?"

Swinging his arms to flick the blood of Mengnawa off his palm, Pang Jian turned his head to look at the girl who had slain the Vermilion Bird Divine Bird, and curiously said, "The progress in the power you’ve displayed, your understanding of the inherent Great Tao, has made miraculous progress."

In the Immortal Realm, he wouldn’t be surprised at the slaying of a Demon God.

Especially since the Demon Gods of Thunder Prison, without the aid of fate or Filthy Essence, are clearly much weaker than those of Purgatory.

Yet Li Yuqing’s ease, the Divine Bird Vermilion Bird’s consistent lack of resistance, still surprised him.

"Once the worst unicorn is dead, we can talk about my fate," said Li Yuqing with a pursed smile and Sword Intent in her eyes, "Do you want to do it? Or shall I?"

As she spoke, her heart was full of joy, her eyebrows arrogantly elevated.

As the strongest of the new generation of the Heaven Treasure Li Family, the sharpest sword in all of Purgatory, she finally stood tall again among the strongest!

Individuals like her, who became somewhat self-deprecating and dispirited due to Pang Jian’s meteoric emergence and his too dazzling radiance, initially felt a bit inferior.

It was these feelings of despondency that almost allowed her Divine Sword to gather dust, almost obscuring her brilliantly bright inner self!

What could make her stand up again, restoring her pride, was a power matching Pang Jian!

The sword in her hands now, the power inside her, allowed her to once again smile brightly and speak to Pang Jian.

She has found herself again!

"How about you go first? I’ll back you up, and it’ll be a good chance to see your power," Pang Jian said, seeing her high fighting spirit and graciously offering the unicorn to her, "Anyway, it can’t escape Thunder Prison, and certainly can’t evade our pursuit."

Li Yuqing nodded lightly, pleased with Pang Jian’s understanding, and smiled, "Then I’ll do it."

In the eyes of this young man and woman, the strongest Demon God of Thunder Prison seemed to be just a lamb awaiting slaughter, just meat on their chopping board.

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