The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 770 - 732: Misunderstanding_1

Chapter 770: Chapter 732: Misunderstanding_1

The Realm God of the Sea Prison bore an enmity towards the Nether Tribe as boundless as the ocean at the bottom of this world.

She gritted her teeth and cursed, then glanced at Pang Jian disdainfully, "How long have you been a Realm God?"

Pang Jian was startled, "Not very long."

"Exactly how long?" Haiwei pressed.

"Roughly, just a few decades," Pang Jian said indifferently.

"Elder Yuan, he doesn’t seem to be a God Spirit, right? He relied entirely on the Realm God Card to come here," Haiwei frowned slightly.

This God Spirit of the Sea Clan, with her deep blue eyes shimmering with mystery, was as profound as the ocean depths.

She scrutinized Pang Jian with great curiosity, growing more puzzled as she observed.

——She could not sense any God Status from within Pang Jian!

Pang Jian’s body, not of flesh and blood, harbored a mix of various powers, a kind unknown to her!

"Elder Yuan, is he really from the Purgatory Human Race?"

Haiwei was shocked.

Her fish-tail form swayed gently in space, the silver-luminous scales lending an otherworldly charm.

"I have encountered Human True Gods before! Those Human True Gods, just like us, also had flesh-and-blood bodies, but he clearly lacks the essence of flesh and blood!"

This Realm God of the Sea Clan, who frequented the Mysterious Fog and roamed different ’Prison’ worlds, was curious about Pang Jian.

"Elder Yuan..."

From her lips, Pang Jian just learned that the Realm God, who had possessed Fan Di and whom Pang Jian had slain, was known by this name.

"Girl of the Sea Clan, it’s been too long since you’ve left the Misty Sea and roamed the Outer Star River," the Realm God known as Elder Yuan chuckled, "The name Pang Jian has become quite famous recently in the Outer Star River. Because your Sea Prison is so remote and far from Purgatory, you’re unaware that many gods from the outside have been falling into the Mysterious Fog, seeking to kill him near Purgatory."

"Really?" Haiwei looked skeptical.

This Realm God of the Sea Clan wore pearls hanging from translucent earlobes, a fair neck adorned with shell jewelry, and a White Jade Bracelet on her wrist, the very image of opulence.

"What has he done to have so many external God Spirits seek him out?" Haiwei blinked, gazing at Pang Jian’s sharply defined, indifferent face, "I know of the Great Demon God Hemo Tian and Zimo of the Ghost Clan, who organized a group of God Spirits outside the Mysterious Fog in the starry sky. Do they also intend to strike at Purgatory?"

"Yes, just like we plan to deal with Netherworld Prison," Elder Yuan nodded slightly, then added, "The Ghost Clan has a God Spirit named Youkui, you should have some impression of him, right?"

"I’ve encountered him a long time ago, what happened to him?" Haiwei asked.

"Dead, killed by Pang Jian’s hand," Elder Yuan said.

Haiwei was somewhat surprised, finally taking a more serious look at this Realm God from Purgatory, "Youkui, like me, was also a Middle-level God, but after all, I came from a ’Prison’ world, so I am naturally stronger than Youkui."

"To be able to kill Youkui, it seems that you, having become a Realm God not long ago, do have some abilities," she said, then unexpectedly extended her hand, "I am Haiwei, we can get to know each other again."

The bold and forthright Sea Clan woman from Sea Prison.

Hearing that Pang Jian could kill Youkui and belonged to the not-disliked Purgatory Human Race, she felt embarrassed about her previous disdain and wanted to extend a handshake as an apology.

"No need for such courtesy."

Pang Jian remained aloof, not only did he not move forward to shake her hand, he even shifted his gaze away from her.

Looking up at the sky where the sun, moon, and stars were all visible, Pang Jian wondered, "Is it difficult for creatures from Netherworld Prison to communicate with external God Spirits?"

In his chest, a round moon contained a special mark left by the Moon Goddess Ying Yue, and as long as he was in a ’Prison’ world reached by moonlight, in theory, he should be able to communicate with Ying Yue.

But he had just tried in secret and failed to establish a connection with Ying Yue.

"You’re pretty arrogant, aren’t you!" Haiwei huffed, "So what if you killed Youkui? What’s so great about that? You’ve only been a Realm God for a few days, and you’re already so disrespectful?"

"Whoosh!"

Before Pang Jian could respond, she rushed angrily toward a piece of land below.

On that land, there were two massive lakes with palaces built of crystal and coral at their bases, clearly inhabited by many Sea Clan peoples.

Haiwei seemed to be plotting to turn the Sea Clan from that piece of land, making them pick up weapons to kill the Netherworld rulers.

"You don’t need to bother about Haiwei, He is actually quite guileless, the most straightforward of them all."

Once the Sea Clan Realm God left, Elder Yuan, who had been smiling amicably just before, regained his aloof tone.

He was distant towards Pang Jian but seemed quite close with Haiwei.

"You’re right, the other races living in the Netherworld Prison cannot communicate with the gods of the Outer Realm." Elder Yuan provided an answer to this question, "Only the people of the Nether Tribe and the Netherworld Gods, who were also born from this tribe, can communicate through the Heaven Forbidden with the help of secret skills."

"There are restrictions in the Heaven Forbidden?" Pang Jian asked in surprise.

With a hum, Elder Yuan said nostalgically, "The Nether Race, the Human Race, are truly peculiar groups. One conquering the Outer Star River, the other focusing on the ’prison’ word worlds within the Misty Sea, unexpectedly both have achieved quite some success."

"Pang Jian, do you know that the god spirits that broke the seal of the ’prison’ word world and soared in the Outer Realm, and those Realm Gods of the Outer ’realm’ word worlds also have significant disagreements?"

Elder Yuan asked.

After some thought, Pang Jian said, "This, I have gradually come to notice recently. The god spirits gathered in the Stone Eater Fragment Land, as well as gods like Haiwei, did not seek to kill me on sight."

"Exactly, not all god spirits harbor malice towards your Human Race. Those gathered by Hemo Tian and those rounded up by Zimo happen to be either discontent with the Purgatory Human Tribe or aiming to plot for the Strange Treasure of the Purgatory World," Elder Yuan’s vacant eye sockets observed several ships rushing by and said, "The god spirits from the Mysterious Fog World always hate the Nether Race the most."

"The Nether Race!"

"There are Nether Race warriors here!"

"Kill!"

The warriors from the Heaven Clan and the Ghost Clan on the ships, wearing the luxurious clothing obviously stripped from the Nether Tribe, pointed at Pang Jian and shouted fervently.

To Pang Jian, these warriors, whose bloodline ranks were only seven or eight and appeared weak as mosquitoes and flies, had already become bloodthirsty.

They had been enslaved by the Nether Race for years, always toiling for the noble lords of the Nether Race, often whipped and humiliated.

Now that they finally had the chance to become masters, and with powerful god spirits at their backs, they naturally wanted to vent their frustrations thoroughly.

Seeing the ships drawing near, with Heaven Clan warriors already charging forward, flapping their wings, Pang Jian frowned, "Aren’t you going to do something?"

"A bunch of blind fools. Let them go to their deaths if that’s what they want. What’s there to manage?" Elder Yuan said indifferently.

"Fine."

Pang Jian nodded slightly and flicked his fingers lightly.

"Swoosh! Swoosh swoosh!"

Streaks of black-gold sword light penetrated the bodies of the six flying Heaven Clan warriors. The light twisted abruptly in the void, slicing the ships into pieces.

The Ghost Clan and Heaven Clan warriors on the ships turned into limbs and flesh at that instant, floating alongside the wreckage of the ships.

"It’s a Netherworld god — Netherworld God!"

"Finally, a Netherworld God has appeared! Everyone, take note, a Nether Tribe god has shown up in the world above, please immediately gather the fighters to come over, and kill this Netherworld God!"

"A Netherworld God couldn’t bear it any longer and has left the land below, kill!"

"..."

Not far from here, in the Fragment Land and above a few intact pieces of land, warriors of Different Kinds with bloodline ranks reaching nine took notice of the commotion here and started to shout loudly.

Haiwei, just about to land in the lake of the land, also heard those people shouting and couldn’t help but look up.

She immediately sensed that some god spirits invited by their Realm God, orginally from the Mysterious Fog World, were already rushing towards Pang Jian’s location.

"To actually mistake him for a Netherworld God? He’s asking for it! Who told him to be so ungracious?"

Quietly taking out her Realm God Card, Haiwei said in a low voice, "Elder Yuan, this guy is quite annoying, should we let him suffer a little?"

Elder Yuan’s voice rang out, "I wasn’t planning on saving him either."

Haiwei pursed her lips and smiled, "That’s great! I’ll just watch from afar, to see how this Purgatory’s Realm God kills the Youkui."

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