The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 745 - 707 The Declining Dragon Cave_1

Chapter 745: Chapter 707 The Declining Dragon Cave_1

"How is that possible? Long Xiao was captured alive like that?"

"I must be seeing things. I absolutely cannot believe that the one entangled by that divine tree is the old dragon from Dragon Cave!"

"I don’t believe it either!"

Beneath the light screen of the "Glass Cleansing World God Array," among the nine secluded valleys and numerous mountains and rivers, the cultivators from Pure Land, watching the battle in the sky, felt a dream-like sense of unreality.

Was that listless giant cyan dragon really Long Xiao?

How could the Overbearing Thunder Dragon, who previously possessed divine power that reached the heavens and wielded nine thunder vortices to inflict severe injuries on three True Gods, end up in such a tragic state in the blink of an eye?

In the distant meteor boat, the elder from Heaven Treasure Sect was dumbfounded.

Guanghe, Wang Ce, Yao Junhong, the three elders from Sword Tower, gaped at the heavens with their mouths wide open, also at a loss for words.

How could this be?

The fiercely mighty old dragon had plainly stated that he was about to advance further, and his suddenly surged combat power had also proven to the world that he indeed became even more fierce and powerful.

The severe injuries of Dong Tianze, Wu Yuan’s severe injuries, Dong Shangqing’s desperate act to send away Li Jie.

All these palpable realities were proving that He was not speaking idly; He indeed possessed the power to surpass all demon gods from Purgatory.

But why did He immediately capitulate the instant Pang Lin appeared?

From the stance He showed, from the posture He took, it seemed as if Pang Lin was the ruler of the Outer Domain Galaxy, possessing the right to life and death over Him.

People found it incomprehensible and dared not believe it.

"Uh, this is a bit too much of a joke."

Dong Shangqing was somewhat stunned.

Watching the cyan giant dragon, thousands of feet long, being entwined by the branches of the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree," and seeing how the branches penetrated the gaps in the scale armor, he couldn’t help but ask, "Is that really Long Xiao?"

He seriously doubted that the giant cyan dragon was an illusion created by the Dragon Bead.

He suspected that the scene everyone was witnessing was all an illusion, all manipulated by Long Xiao using the power of the Dragon Bead.

And the Dragon Bead did indeed have such ability.

Dong Tianze and Wu Yuan, however, had no such doubts, especially Dong Tianze.

He keenly sensed that the thunderous divine power within the old dragon’s body was being siphoned by the branches of the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree."

The "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree," thousands of feet tall, was growing by the section, sprouting more branches.

Patches of bark on the trunk turned into dragon scales in appearance, exuding a cold, metallic luster, adding a sense of power and awe to the divine tree.

In contrast, Long Xiao’s sinuous dragon body was shrinking bit by bit.

In just a short time, the body of the dragon, which was over ten thousand feet long and radiated a ferocious and brutal aura, shrank by nearly a quarter.

With Dong Tianze’s cultivation and understanding, he immediately knew that Pang Lin intended to use this Overbearing Thunder Dragon to irrigate the peculiar "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree," preparing to give his sister a great gift.

"Sorry, you must die in Purgatory."

Holding the Thunder Pond in his hands, without looking at the majestic halls within the pond, Pang Lin calmly gazed at the continuously shrinking old dragon and said indifferently, "It was you who provoked repeatedly from the beginning. Outside the Panshi Fragment Land, you killed Mr. Mu and abducted both ’Thunder Cave Heavens’ and my sister."

"That day, you were doomed to die at my hands."

"Today, you raided Pure Land while I was away, which was a fate you brought upon yourself."

The luster on the ancient dragon scale’s surface gradual dimmed.

In his dragon eyes, the gleam began to crumble bit by bit after Pang Lin’s words.

He was powerless to resist and unable to stop the loss of his thunder divine power and Qi and blood.

The moment that Thunder Pond appeared through a crack in space in the Purgatory World, he understood that nothing was up to him any longer.

Thunder Pond originated from the Thunder God’s construction of the Thunder Divine Court.

Today, with the accumulation at Thunder God Mountain and the resurgence of one majestic divine temple after another, the Thunder Pond now possesses part of the might that the original Thunder Divine Court had.

The Thunder God who aspired to reach the Sovereign status, the Thunder Divine Court he constructed, was a place where all Thunder Gods had to pay homage in the past.

Not to say Long Xiao had not yet become a Middle-level God, even if he rose to the ranks of a high-level Thunder God, facing the strongest Thunder God’s construction of the Thunder Divine Court, he would have little room for resistance.

The way of the Thunder God, he had only comprehended a tiny portion, and that alone brought him extraordinary benefits. He thoroughly understood what the Thunder Divine Court signified.

With the instantaneous takeover of the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree" by the Thunder Pond, the Bloodline Crystal Chains within his Dragon Heart, the thunderous power within his Dragon Soul, and his flesh and bones were all thoroughly suppressed.

The appearance of the Thunder Pond transformed him instantly into a lamb to the slaughter, with no divine secret techniques that could resist.

That’s why he immediately capitulated and pleaded for mercy at the first opportunity.

Unfortunately, Pang Lin had no intention of letting him go, not only using the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree" cultivated by him to restrain him, but also using his flesh and divine power to nourish the tree.

As for his ultimate fate, it seemed he had already seen it coming, yet he was still unwilling to give up hope.

"Is there any way for me to survive?" Long Xiao finally asked.

"No."

Pang Lin shook his head, and then a dull thunderclap exploded in his mind, shattering any thoughts and intentions he had of a mutually assured destruction.

Streams of azure rivers mixed with Pang Lin’s divine consciousness flowed through Long Xiao’s mind, crushing his regathering thoughts.

"You will be the solid foundation for my sister to impact the True God Realm. The divine tree which you snatched away will also grow robustly through your dragon body."

"Heaven Phoenix has chosen my sister, and it’s your fate, Long Xiao, to die," he declared.

"What you cannot change, you must accept as fate."

Pang Jian’s voice resonated within Long Xiao’s body.

The will of this old dragon, struggling mightily, arose one by one only to be extinguished one after another.

As Long Xiao’s body shrank, the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree" enveloped in lightning grew sturdier in its roots and more flourishing in its branches, slowly producing new Tao fruit.

The new Tao fruit became more and more translucent, containing the profound mysteries of the Great Tao of thunderous lightning, which included not only that of the Thunder God but also that of this old dragon.

"Whoosh!"

The "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree," maneuvering the nine great Thunder Vortices, carried the body of the cyan giant dragon and the "Dragon Bead" as it flew towards the void outside the Xi Rang Continent.

Only then did Pang Jian lower his head, looking at Pang Lin with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said, "This Divine Tree will be planted in the secluded valley of the Panshi Fragment Land, waiting for you to pick its Tao fruit, for you to comprehend the most powerful thunderbolt secrets between heaven and earth."

His sister’s path to Divine Enthronement had all the groundwork laid out; she only needed to cultivate step by step.

As her brother, he had done everything in his power, fulfilling his promise to her.

— The old dragon that blocked the Divine Tao was finally dealt with successfully.

In response, Pang Lin gave a sweet smile.

...

"Pang Jian!"

"Pang Jian!"

"Pang Jian!"

The Sword Spirits in the Sword Tower, the three Elders including Guanghe, as well as Dong Shangqing and others, gathered together at this moment.

Wang Beihong, who had prepared himself for death in the depths of the secluded valley, was called out by Huang Yun.

When he came out and looked up, he saw the arrogant cyan giant dragon being penetrated by countless branches of the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree," being transported to the outer parts of the Xi Rang Continent.

Long Xiao was still alive at the moment, but the aura emanating from him indicated that he no longer had the strength to alter the outcome.

His eyes were dull and lifeless, as if he had lost his own thoughts and consciousness, becoming a living corpse.

"Isn’t this too quick?"

Wang Beihong was somewhat dazed, never expecting the battle to end so abruptly, without any warning.

It was as if Pang Jian had appeared out of nowhere and instantaneously resulted in this outcome.

"Our Sect Master, Zhu Ji, Ghost Mother, and even Pu Zhaotian." Huang Yun rubbed her somewhat stiff face and forced a strange smile, saying, "I don’t think there is anyone else who could make this terrifying old dragon surrender so easily in such a short time."

"Was it really Pang Jian who did it?" Wang Beihong asked incredulously.

Huang Yun laughed and said, "If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe it."

...

"That old dragon was captured alive by Pang Jian!"

This astonishing news, deliberately spread by the Pure Land and the Heaven Treasure Sect, first covered the Xi Rang Continent and then rapidly spread across the entire Human Race world.

The First Realm, Eastland, South Abyss, North Ruins, and various Fragment Lands.

The Second Realm, Qitian Continent, Demon Abyss Continent, Saint Spirit Continent!

Pang Jian’s fame, in an instant, surpassed that of his Shifu Pu Zhaotian, as well as Zhu Ji, and he was implicitly regarded as the number one person of the Human Race in Purgatory at the moment.

With him and Pu Zhaotian, two Sword Gods, the Sword Tower directly became the most formidable Sect power.

...

Saint Spirit Continent.

All ninth-level Demon Kings and the dragons of the Dragon Cave gathered at the True Dragon Palace.

"I didn’t expect Him to encounter such an unexpected complication; I thought He would easily pass through the ’Heaven Forbidden’ and leave Purgatory behind." The Old Rock Bear, who had taken human form, sighed, "What do you want me to do?"

An eighth-level Ice Dragon, with its dragon head drooping to the ground, pleaded, "We all know you became a Demon God, and Pang Jian played a role in the background. Could you please go and plead on our behalf so our forefather can come back alive? The Dragon Cave, and our entire Demon Race have already fallen into decline, and we’re now giving up the competition for the Purgatory World. We only want to live peacefully."

"Elder, Elder Long has contributed to our race, please save Him," the other Demon Kings also pleaded.

The Old Rock Bear’s face was filled with bitterness as he sighed, "Honestly, I truly do not possess such power. However, there is an ancient existence who, if willing to say a few words, might turn the situation around."

"Who?" the demons asked in unison.

"An elder who should have been long forgotten." The Rock Bear Demon God walked out of the True Dragon Palace, his heart filled with trepidation, and flew away from the Saint Spirit Continent, heading towards the legendary Panshi Fragment Land.

...

In the Panshi Fragment Land, under the impetus of the Old Black Turtle, it finally arrived smoothly in the First Realm.

Greeting the Panshi Fragment Land was a three-thousand-foot "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree" and the cyan giant dragon, its body pierced through with numerous branches of the Divine Tree, firmly restrained.

The still living Long Xiao, with no spirit in his dragon eyes, blankly stared into the distance.

Gradually, he saw a familiar figure looking at him with a melancholy expression.

"Save me."

Long Xiao struggled to concentrate his spirit, sending out a plea with his eyes.

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