The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 724 - 686 Revenge_1

Chapter 724: Chapter 686 Revenge_1

"Interesting."

In the grey, dense Mysterious Fog, Yang Luo, with a human face on a spider body, lazily moved her sharp spider legs, her aura that eroded all things naturally sweeping out in all directions.

"So he’s noticed, huh!"

Yang Luo’s eyes, which held no regard for life, revealed a hint of mockery.

Realizing that Pang Jian had abandoned the Goddess of Cold Crystal and was charging straight toward her, even locking on to her with a stream of divine qi, she simply stopped hiding and no longer concealed her own aura.

She was also curious whether Pang Jian, after defeating Youkui, had truly achieved a breakthrough in combat power.

During their first encounter in the Mysterious Fog, Pang Jian’s display of power was too weak, barely a challenge, which she found quite boring.

The daring approach of Pang Jian, despite a previous dismal defeat, instantly piqued her interest.

"Han Yi."

She muttered to herself, quite sure that the Goddess of Cold Crystal and Pang Jian, who came from the Human Race, had some sort of private relationship.

It’s because the joy in Han Yi’s eyes upon first seeing Pang Jian was too conspicuous—it couldn’t be hidden from anyone.

Pang Jian, on the other hand, had an iron heart. The moment they met, he bombarded with numerous thunderbolts, making Yang Luo somewhat uncertain.

Could it be that Han Yi was the only one with feelings?

How did she and Pang Jian know each other?

The Goddess of Cold Crystal, wasn’t she known across the Star River for her reclusive nature and ruthless methods?

Why would she harbor a secret affection for a Human True God, to the point of emotional turmoil?

Curiosity rippled through Yang Luo’s heart.

Suddenly, she recalled another matter, remembering that the Sovereign, before awakening each aspect of his true divinity, had also been quite close to Pang Jian in the Purgatory World.

"Too bad the Sovereign woke up already, otherwise there’d be more fun to watch."

Yang Luo took out a "Branded Shadow Divine Stone" and casually threw it into the Misty Sea behind her, planning to record the scene of her killing Pang Jian as evidence to deter all parties.

If Youkui was killed by Pang Jian alone, and she alone killed Pang Jian, wouldn’t that prove she was much stronger than Youkui?

Attached to the Sovereign were many God Spirits, and among them were powerful beings like clouds. She had to do something, continually prove her power, prove her worth, to be able to rise among them.

Only by doing so would she stand a chance to receive favor in resources when she finally faced the true form of the Sovereign.

Being a Middle-level God, she harbored the dream of becoming a High God, and the Sovereign had the power to help her achieve that.

Since gaining the Sovereign’s favor quite serendipitously in the Purgatory World, she was devoted to him, craving more of his attention.

Zimo and He Motian, who were scheming their own ploys in secret, intended to sabotage the Sovereign’s plans, which she found quite annoying.

She planned to enhance her influence as much as possible, establish a powerful image of herself, and then look for ways to weaken the authority of the Ghost Clan and the Demon Clan.

Killing Pang Jian would be a good way to prove herself.

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"We meet again."

Pang Jian came to a quiet halt.

He looked at Yang Luo’s face, which could be described as flawlessly perfect, and also at those extremely sharp spider legs, saying, "Last time in the Mysterious Fog, you left me gravely injured; I’ve come again to seek advice."

The memory of his chest being pierced by the "Corrosion Divine Eye," revealing his internal organs, was still fresh in his mind.

Every time he thought of it, a surge of frustration welled up in Pang Jian.

He had longed for this second battle with Yang Luo and had been quietly preparing for a long time.

He had consulted Su Wenrou from Pure Land outside the Saint Spirit Continent on how to counter Yang Luo’s bloodline divine power that eroded all things and how to deal with the invading alien power.

Now, his combat power had soared, and he was confident he could turn the tables.

"This time, I hope you won’t escape midway," Yang Luo taunted.

Pang Jian thought for a moment, then didn’t make an absolute statement but honestly replied, "If there’s not even a slight chance of winning, only a dead end, then I’ll still choose to escape."

Yang Luo was caught off guard for a moment, "You’re quite straightforward."

"I’m still young, and I imagine you’ve seen my potential. As long as I can survive, live a little longer, I can certainly kill you in the future," Pang Jian responded.

Yang Luo’s gaze turned icy: "You’re right. I know the potential of you Human True Gods, so this time I won’t let you get away."

Before her words had even faded, her aura that eroded all things had already begun to spread in the Mysterious Fog.

In an instant, her power cleared out a vacuum, wiping away the grey fog.

Then, giant silver-white spider webs appeared, covering this vacuum space.

Yang Luo repeated her old trick, manipulating her spider legs.

The giant spider webs above Pang Jian’s head, behind his back, below his feet, and in front of his chest, immediately closed in toward Yang Luo’s bizarre spiritual body, intending to enter her divine domain where all things are eroded.

After the spider web moved, Pang Jian’s body was wrapped in spider silk, pulled by a great force.

At the same time, many hair-thin, pale white beams of light flowed from the web and silk, penetrating Pang Jian’s flesh with Yang Luo’s terrifying power that tainted all things and creatures.

"Still the same old tricks," said Pang Jian, shaking his head and sneering.

His body suddenly solidified into ice, and thick layers of ice, exuding cold air, began to form on the surface of his limbs.

With a thought, his Primordial Spirit Body began to shrink, first darting out from within a block of ice, then reverting to its normal form.

"Boom!"

The thunderous roars erupted, and countless Thunderous Lightning exploded, annihilating many spider webs and threads.

"Old tricks are just old tricks, as long as they work."

Yang Luo pressed her thin lips together, ignoring his mockery, and said, "I’m well aware, because Youkui is a God Spirit of the Ghost Clan, most adept at various Soul Secret Techniques, and that’s why it’s suppressed by your Thunder God Divine Artifact."

"But I’m different."

"My divine body fears not the bombardment of Thunderous Lightning, nor do I strangle my opponents with Soul Secret Techniques. The mysteries of the universe I’ve comprehended are not constrained by the Thunder Pond."

"Pang Jian, you will be the stepping stone to my fame. I was truly delighted to hear that you killed Youkui."

His Divine Power converged in his eyes, His "Corrosion Divine Eye" reappeared, and He once again looked toward Pang Jian’s chest.

Originally, it was through the "Corrosion Divine Eye" that He dissolved Pang Jian’s chest cavity, which was neither crystal nor jade, creating a huge hole, and exposed all of Pang Jian’s internal organs.

"Whoosh!"

Where His "Corrosion Divine Eye" gazed, suddenly appeared a deep Star River with dim starlight, along with several eerie and cold streams, trickling among the stars.

Unicorns, Mengnawa, Vermilion Bird, and the souls of warriors from the Thunder Clan, as well as Great Demons and Demon Kings of Thunder Prison, surfaced in the streams one after another.

This was the Divine Secret Technique, Ghost River, mastered by Youkui.

Before leaving Thunder Prison, Pang Jian helped Lei Fan pacify the war started by the Demon Race, and in those cruel battlefields, he collected many Soul Spirits and Ghost Objects to refine the Ghost River.

Now that the Ghost River appeared, it also merged with the Great Tao of Water he had comprehended from Mengnawa, Water Source, and Naga.

Youkui, not versed in the properties of water, had a Ghost River without water transformations.

Therefore, Youkui’s Ghost River was not as mystical as his.

When the mysteries of the three Great Water Gods were integrated with his Ghost River, it suddenly gained many more changes, and became even more profound and miraculous.

"Splash! Splash, splash!"

The Ghost River flowed, making the souls of beings from Thunder Prison appear and disappear, also catching Yang Luo’s gaze.

Yang Luo’s invincible "Corrosion Divine Eye," while staring at the streams of the Ghost River, was suddenly captivated, entrapping her Spiritual Soul!

In the Ghost River, the second type of Soul Secret Technique of Youkui was abruptly triggered.

"Soul Capture!"

Pang Jian uttered lowly.

An Alien Power enveloped the Spiritual Soul, pulled at it, and twisted it, burgeoning from the Ghost River.

The souls of the Great Demons, Demon Kings, Demon Gods, and Thunder Clan warriors in the Ghost River had indeed been corroded by Youkui, but these were precisely the Ghost Objects Pang Jian had intentionally collected to serve as cannon fodder.

His plan was to use the obliteration of these Soul Spirits and the disappearance of the Ghost Objects to exhaust Yang Luo’s "Corrosion Divine Eye".

Then, he took the opportunity to unleash "Soul Capture"!

With Soul Capture activated, Yang Luo’s Spiritual Soul suddenly flew uncontrollably out of Her God Status, heading out of the body.

As Yang Luo’s Spiritual Soul was being pulled by "Soul Capture," "Soul Forbidden" erupted with malevolent force.

A "Forbidden" symbol, condensed from the secret glyphs of the Ghost Clan, quietly manifested within Yang Luo’s Spiritual Soul for an instant.

In that instant, all the web threads Yang Luo had spread in the Divine Realm, and the threads entwined around Pang Jian’s Primordial Spirit, lost their psychic connection with Her.

Yang Luo’s soul, from the glabella of Her exquisite face, was truly pulled out by "Soul Capture".

A fiercely intense thunderball that had been waiting for the right moment, then crashed down mightily.

"Boom!"

A female ghost without a spider form, but limbs and a head like those of the Wisdom Race, was blasted into fragments by the thunderball.

Yang Luo’s soul suffered a catastrophic blow the moment it left the body!

She grunted, and blood poured from the corners of Her mouth, Her nostrils, and Her eyes.

With the protection of a physical body, as long as Her Spiritual Soul stayed within Her flesh, even the Thunderous Lightning Pang Jian unleashed could hardly maim Her Spiritual Soul so gravely.

She was right, She was neither a God Spirit of the Ghost Clan nor the Demon Clan, and thus did not fear Thunderous Lightning.

Unless, She voluntarily separated Her Spiritual Soul from Her divine body, exposing it directly to the Thunderbolt.

Just like now.

"Using Soul Secret Techniques of the Ghost Clan in conjunction with the Thunder Principal sure has its marvels," Pang Jian said with a radiant smile, feeling pleased. "As long as the Soul Secret Technique can drag out the opponent’s soul, and force the opponent’s Spiritual Soul out of the body, then it’s a one-way street to death."

"Yang Luo, now that your Spiritual Soul has emerged, your only fate is to die."

"Boom! Boom!"

More Thunderous Lightning fell, turning Yang Luo’s soul into a wisp of light smoke, nearly causing Her, a Middle-level God with astonishing Divine Power yet no chance to exhibit it fully, to disintegrate completely.

She didn’t instantly perish only because Her God Status was established, and the Soul Source within Her God Status was still present.

Her Spiritual Soul had been drawn out, and the Soul Source in Her God Status had merely been depleted by eight or nine tenths.

She still had a bit of Soul Source, always firmly attached to Her God Status, and not pulled out by the Soul Capture Secret Technique.

"As long as the God Status remains intact, She will not die."

Han Yi’s Divine Platform roared toward them, amidst the circling Thunderous Lightning. The Goddess of Cold Crystal cast Extreme Cold Chains by weaving through the laws, flinging them to the back of Yang Luo’s head.

The product of the Rules of Extreme Cold, passing through the unguarded skull of Yang Luo at the moment, reached straight into Her brain.

Yang Luo’s God Status was entangled, frozen, and then shattered.

Thus, She perished.

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