The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 749 - 711: Displaying Sharpness Part 1

Chapter 749: Chapter 711: Displaying Sharpness Part 1

Eight powerhouses, due to a proposal by Luo Hongyan, suddenly found themselves in clearly divided camps.

A great battle was on the verge of eruption.

"Pu Zhaotian, this is the Fifth Realm, not within the coverage of ’Heaven Forbidden’." The Ghost Mother, wearing a loose magical robe, was tall and frowned as she spoke coldly: "Here, since you can’t fully display your strength, don’t be so aggressive and clamorous."

"If a real battle were to break out, how sure are you of victory?"

Her somewhat disdainful gaze wandered over Yin Ji and Su Wenrou, only turning serious when it landed on Pang Jian.

She couldn’t see through Pang Jian and had no confidence in her heart.

And her words made the complexions of Yin Ji and Su Wenrou darken slightly.

Indeed, she wasn’t talking nonsense; Pu Zhaotian from the lower world, without the greatest support of "Heaven Forbidden", was far less powerful than in the upper world.

Su Wenrou, known as the "Medicine and Poison Dual Extremes", actually relied mainly on poison, which needed to be brewed through living beings.

Under the premise that they couldn’t enter those lands, her strongest force was also greatly restricted, and she couldn’t leverage her advantages either.

Yin Ji, apart from being proficient in a portion of Soul Secret Skills, also excelled at refining puppets and could manipulate puppet creatures.

But her puppet warriors hadn’t been brought into the Fifth Realm with her, leaving her strength somewhat lacking.

On the other side, Zhu Ji had been most heavily afflicted by Death Force; however, since the foundation of his Great Tao was "Strength", and he could harness the Filth Alien Power of the Fifth Realm, he remained the strongest fighter.

When the Death Force no longer eroded him, he was still the fearsome Zhu Ji, who had the power to fight against two, or even three opponents alone.

So when Pu Zhaotian saw the situation was not in his favor and immediately wanted to divide the camps, it was actually not a wise move.

To this, Pu Zhaotian snorted and was about to retort, but Pang Jian spoke up first, seriously saying, "Ghost Mother, can be directly excluded; I can suppress her in all aspects."

He stepped forward, standing in front of his Shifu Pu Zhaotian, and also in front of Yin Ji and Su Wenrou.

"Li Wang, Ghost Mother, Jiang, please forgive my Pang Jian’s arrogance. However, even the combined strength of all three of you cannot withstand even half a move from me."

This statement was even more domineering and arrogant than Pu Zhaotian’s previous pledge to protect Yin Ji!

Li Wang was astonished, and then his eyes took on a strange expression.

Jiang Fan’s face turned ashen with anger, and he said: "Like master, like disciple! Pu Zhaotian has always been arrogantly self-centered. I didn’t expect his disciple to be just as insufferable!"

The Ghost Mother narrowed her eyes slightly, her pupils flickered with dangerous green ghostly flames, and said: "Pang Jian, who gave you such confidence?"

Zhu Ji, as the strongest, was merely surprised but did not speak.

"The foundations of your Gui Sacrificial Sect’s Tao originally came from the Ghost Clan, focusing on the construction of Spiritual Souls and the execution of numerous Divine Skills." Pang Jian, at this moment, did not beat around the bush but directly pointed at his forehead.

"Swoosh!"

Streams of green soul rivers floated out from his forehead, gently flowing around his body.

"The Middle-level God Youkui of the Ghost Clan was slain by me in the Outer Star River, and I have been pondering the Secret Skill Profound Argumentation that this God Spirit had comprehended recently." Pang Jian slightly smirked.

The Ghost Mother said coldly: "The Spirit Spells and Secret Skills of the Gui Sacrificial Sect are only inspired by the Ghost Clan’s Divine Skills, not entirely the same. Pang Jian, do you really believe that once I escape Purgatory, I can safely travel through the Outer Star River and my understanding of the Soul Secret Techniques would rapidly surpass Youkui’s?"

"I am unsure of the subsequent specific ranks and detailed cultivation methods of our Human True Gods, but I am certain I can be stronger than Youkui!"

"These years I haven’t left only because I feared consuming too much power breaking through ’Heaven Forbidden’, and being targeted by the Alien Gods guarding the exterior together!"

"I don’t believe that in such a short period, you can truly comprehend all of Youkui’s Divine Skills, I ..."

The Ghost Mother spoke confidently, seemingly fearless.

Pang Jian shook his head with a smile, interrupting her next words, and simply said: "I told you about Youkui, to let you understand that I am aware of the Ghost Clan’s Soul Secret Arts, and also have a general understanding of your combat style."

"However, when I say I can surely defeat you, it’s not because I plan to rely on Ghost Clan Divine Skills but through this object."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Thunder Pond, now with magnificent Divine Temples, levitated in his palm.

"Crackle!"

Dazzling Thunderous Lightning shot out from the numerous temples.

"Boom!"

From the depths of the virtual space in the Fifth Realm of Purgatory, thunderous booming noises also sounded.

Anyone who heard the thunder, their souls trembled, feeling as if their spirits were about to shatter.

The Ghost Mother’s feeling was especially profound!

"Elder, the Old Dragon from the Dragon Cave was somewhat wary of Elder Su but has never really been afraid of you." Pang Jian looked straight into the Ghost Mother’s eyes, bluntly saying, "You should understand that the Thunder Tao He presides over has a certain restraint over all the Soul Secret Techniques of your Gui Sacrificial Sect."

"For this reason, Mu Wentao chose to ally with that old dragon, and after his failure, he shrank in the Saint Spirit Continent and didn’t emerge."

Pausing for a moment, Pang Jian calmly spoke again: "Before coming to the Fifth Realm, I went to the First Realm and just captured that old dragon alive."

"Long Xiao in my hands couldn’t even withstand half a move; do you really think you can?"

His eyebrows raised, the arrogance was evident.

The Ghost Mother’s complexion suddenly grew dark.

Just from the aura emanating from that Thunder Pond, she knew that Pang Jian’s words were not false.

Even without the addition of Long Xiao being captured, she understood that facing such a treasure left by the Thunder God, all of her Soul Secret Techniques would be ineffective.

Li Wang’s form and spirit shook, and he blurted out: "You captured Long Xiao?"

"What has He done?" Su Wenrou couldn’t help but ask.

Pang Jian turned his head, looked at the Sect Master of the Pure Land, and answered, "That Old Dragon planned to break the ’Heaven Forbidden’ to roam the Star River. Before leaving, it attempted to vent its frustration on the Pure Land, seeking to destroy the array and create a massacre."

"And the result?!" Su Wenrou exclaimed in shock.

With a smile, Pang Jian said, "The result is that even the great array of the Pure Land has not been breached by Him before He was captured by me and thrown into the Panshi Fragment Land, where His flesh, bones, and Thunder Divine Power nurtured the Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree."

Beyond the shock, Su Wenrou felt an immense sense of relief and burst into smiles, "In that case, the girl’s path to Divine Enthronement seems to have no more obstacles."

She felt exceedingly happy.

The aura emanating from the Thunder Pond, the information revealed by Pang Jian’s words, all demonstrated Pang Jian’s strength.

The natural nemesis Ghost Mother, facing Pang Jian, a freak who understood the Ghost Clan’s God Spirit Secret Skills and held the terrifying Thunder Pond, where could she find a chance to win?

Jiang Fan?

The person tainted by the Death Force and hanging onto half a life, could he withstand the Pang Jian of the moment?

Li Wang?

This True God, not renowned for his fighting skills, even if he joined forces with the Ghost Mother and Jiang Fan, how could he withstand a few strikes?

When Su Wenrou realized in amazement that Pang Jian wasn’t just talking big, but truly possessed the power to suppress those three, she naturally no longer worried about her own safety.

"The Divine Tree and other things like the Dragon Bead seized by that Old Dragon, I will hand them over to Pang Lin," Pang Jian nodded slightly and said, "I will hand over the Thunder Pond to her at an appropriate time as well."

Su Wenrou beamed with delight, "Even I am envious of that girl’s fortune!"

"Alright!" Pu Zhaotian, grinning ear to ear, interrupted their conversation, then suddenly shouted at Li Wang, the Ghost Mother, and Jiang Fan, "What do you say? Are we fighting or not?"

The Ghost Mother, with a somber expression, chose to remain silent this time, and Jiang Fan lowered his head as well.

Li Wang sighed softly and said, "I never really intended to fight amongst ourselves. Our side will let Jiang Fan die and relinquish his Fate."

Jiang Fan, whose path to Divine Enthronement was aligned with the emperor’s way, trembled slightly upon hearing those words but kept his head down.

—He had already come to terms with this.

"Ghost Mother, in the current Fifth Realm, can you collect a bit of their True Souls to give them a chance at rebirth in the future?" Li Wang asked earnestly.

The Ghost Mother pondered for a moment and shook her head, "I am unable to do that."

Li Wang nodded and said, "Alright then, we’ll just have to die together."

The Ghost Mother was horrified!

Zhu Ji looked fiercely at Li Wang!

Pu Zhaotian, Su Wenrou, Yin Ji, and even Pang Jian were all shaken, looking at Li Wang with disbelief.

"The first thought I had was to die first, followed by others," Li Wang said with a gentle smile, unangered by the previous interruption, "If it could permanently solve the troubles of our Human Race, why would I cling to life?"

"All these years of diligent work, what I sought was the continuation of the Human Race’s beacon of hope, right? The survival of a True God who has escaped the ’Heaven Forbidden’?"

"If the Sovereign has promised and allowed our Human Race to have a foothold in Outer Star River, then why should I cling to this position?"

"Rest assured, I will lead by dying first. Then I’ll ask Zhu Ji to kill the Ghost Mother and Jiang Fan and gather three fates for Him," the leader among the Human Race True Gods said as he looked in the direction of the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar. "To my knowledge, any Sovereign of the Outer Star River is not someone who would go back on their word."

"I believe He will fulfill His promises. You all must believe too, that a promise made by a Sovereign in person will be kept to the end!"

"Huff! Huff!"

The dim stars on his robe quietly shifted, and his face revealed an expression of relief.

Dying for the future of the Human Race seemed to him a beautiful thing.

To exchange three fates for the perpetual prosperity of the Human Race seemed to him very worthwhile.

"Li Wang!"

"Elder Li!"

Pu Zhaotian, Su Wenrou, Yin Ji called out together in soft voices.

Seeing this respected elder prepared to die first for the future of the Human Race, they were all deeply touched and even felt a bit ashamed of their own selfishness.

The Li Wang, who had worked tirelessly for the continuation of the Human Race, ready to sacrifice himself without hesitation, how come they lacked such awareness and courage?

"I should not be alive. My power is too weak, and I hold onto a fate..." Yin Ji murmured in Pu Zhaotian’s arms.

"Shut up!" Pu Zhaotian glared at her fiercely.

"Wait a second." Zhu Ji, who had been silent the whole time, furrowed his brows and said, "Wait, Elder Li! The promises made by that Sovereign also depend on whether He can defeat the Black Phoenix. Only if He wins this battle can we survive in Purgatory."

"But what if He fails?"

"If He takes the three fates you offer and creates three God Statuses but still fails, what then?"

"In Purgatory, if the Black Phoenix ultimately revives, how can the promises He gave be fulfilled?"

Zhu Ji spoke out one question after another, unusually talkative.

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