The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 773 - 735 Da Mo Shen Fa Jie_1

Chapter 773: Chapter 735 Da Mo Shen Fa Jie_1

That was a Nether Tribe woman with black hair and black eyes.

She had a slender and tall figure, wearing a dark green dress with a tight waist and exceptionally loose sleeves.

Her small face was equipped with exquisitely beautiful features, and her long eyebrows and eyes shone with Spiritual Energy, making her resemble a spirit from a secluded valley, blending seamlessly with the valley and the heavens and earth.

At that moment, she stood atop a vast golden beehive, looking up at Pang Jian, their gazes connecting despite the layers of spatial distance between them.

Yet between them were numerous fragmented lands and continents, howling ships, flying boats, and the battles of God Spirits and warriors from Alien Tribes.

Strangely enough, nothing could obstruct their mutual gaze.

This was rather magical.

"Your Human Race and our Nether Tribe should be the most reliable of allies."

Her lips, shimmering with a translucent glow, did not move, yet a voice arose in Pang Jian’s mind, "You, Pang Jian, should especially be our ally; you could even be considered one of us."

"Because your mother was my guide."

She tugged at her neckline slightly, revealing a patch of smooth skin and a shallow depression.

There was also a Realm God Card shaped like a "house plate"!

The moment he saw the Realm God Card, Pang Jian instantly confirmed the woman’s identity, remembering that the deceased Netherworld envoy had mentioned that the Realm God of this era was strongly advocating an alliance with the Human Race True God from beyond the heavens.

However, the ruler of the Netherworld Prison, Long Di, had a different view.

The woman, holding the Realm God Card in her hand, was able to "gaze" at Pang Jian from the very bottom of the ocean, relying on some kind of profound Soul Secret Techniques.

Clearly, she was a tremendously powerful God Spirit as well.

"I will never cooperate with those who coerce me. The Thunder Pond that I acquired by chance already has its purpose, and I won’t hand it over to anyone," Pang Jian replied with his Spiritual Voice.

"That’s good." She nodded slightly, seriously considered for a moment, and then advised, "This storm has nothing to do with you, you shouldn’t be implicated. I suggest you better leave the Netherworld Prison."

"I heard that you and Long Di don’t get along?" Pang Jian curiously inquired.

"Not exactly discord, but we do hold different attitudes and opinions on some matters," She said self-deprecatingly, tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Even if we truly don’t get along, in the face of foreign invasions, under the current circumstances, we would still unite against a common enemy. Just like you and the other Human Race True Gods against different tribes, don’t you think?"

Pang Jian expressed his agreement and was about to ask a few more questions.

Suddenly, an immense Demon Body fell from the skies above the Netherworld Prison and fiercely appeared before Pang Jian’s eyes.

With the arrival of the Demon Body, the communication between Pang Jian and the Netherworld Realm God was instantly severed.

Indeed, there was a Demon Knife swirling with millions of evil and wicked thoughts which abruptly appeared in Pang Jian’s mind, making a "slash" across it.

Just once, and all the threads of soul connection he had with the Netherworld Realm God snapped apart.

Pang Jian, who came to his senses, glanced at this Demon God and immediately felt an endless tide of Demonic Energy swirling around.

"Great Demon God!"

Pang Jian immediately concluded that the Demon God appearing in the Netherworld Prison was on the same level as He Motian and Ti Wei, other Great Demon Gods.

All Great Demon Gods were High Gods and were the true sovereigns of their respective domains!

"Pang Jian, you dare to communicate with the Netherworld God right before us, do you not take us seriously?"

This imposing Great Demon God, covered in dark demonic armor and with a gaunt figure, clearly showed displeasure.

Standing a hundred yards tall with a porous Demon Knife suspended above the head and a pair of purple eyes burning with flames of the same color.

He narrowed his eyes at Pang Jian and continued, "I have never gotten along with He Motian and have never recognized He Motian’s status among the Demon Gods. I also didn’t respect that demon nurtured by He Motian in Purgatory before he became Sovereign."

"He Motian only has a status higher than mine among the Demon Realm and Demon Clan beyond the Mysterious Fog. But within the Misty Sea, in the Demon Prison and other Prison of Heaven and Earth, it is my Fahua that leads the demons!"

"I am also the Demon Prison Realm God!"

"All Observers within the Demon Gods listen to my Fahua, not to He Motian."

The Great Demon God Fahua, announcing his name, revealed numerous huge tattered banners behind him, with demonic eyes peering from the holes of the ragged banners.

Countless trivial thoughts and Demon Souls emerged from those demonic eyes, tasked with surveilling and observing all life.

Even including the thoughts and intentions of the living!

"Pang Jian, we meet again!"

From one of the large banners, an Observer chuckled lowly and said, "I truly didn’t expect that you would be able to escape Purgatory so quickly and roam proudly in the Misty Sea."

Pang Jian was startled, realizing immediately that this was the same Observer who had appeared in the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land and later headed to the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land.

It was also this Observer who had persuaded the Lei Meng Beast God in the Forbidden Land of Thunder God, nearly costing Pang Jian and the other cultivators their lives.

"I had hoped to find the Thunder Pond for Elder Yuan in the Forbidden Land of Thunder God, but the effort fell short in the end," mourned Observer Number Nine, then rallied again, "Luckily, you are very cooperative, coming to the Netherworld Prison by yourself, standing before Elder Yuan."

"Pang Jian, why don’t you just take out the Thunder Pond and give it to Elder Yuan to deal with Long Di?" the other Observers eagerly said.

"Long Di is the leader of the Netherworld Prison and unlike other strong entities of the prison, He harbors malice toward us as well."

"His death would change the skies of the Netherworld Prison, benefiting everyone."

"Pang Jian, we God Spirits of the Misty Sea don’t hold strong malice towards Purgatory. We are all spirits of the Misty Sea clans and perhaps we could unite to take action against those God Spirits from the Star River."

"Yes, we God Spirits of the Misty Sea should become the supreme lords of the cosmos!"

"..."

Amidst the fluttering banners, the Observers, though their origins were unknown, were all speaking to Pang Jian.

Their demonic sounds, each word and note, carried magic power designed to bewitch and twist the mind, tempting Pang Jian to comply willingly.

Centered around Pang Jian, dozens of God Spirits had quietly gathered nearby.

Haiwei had also arrived at the location.

She, along with the God Spirits of various other races, watched Pang Jian silently as his expression shifted and his eyes flickered uncertainly.

She knew very well that the Observers, obedient to the Fahua, were jointly casting a secret skill called "Heaven Demon’s Chaotic Heart" to breach Pang Jian’s mental defenses.

Once Pang Jian’s spirit faltered, the Thunder Pond, the Five Thunders Bombardment, the Artifact Youying, the secrets of Purgatory, and all his personal secrets would be willingly surrendered.

"Elder Yuan needs that Thunder Pond," Fahua glanced at her.

Knowing very well Fahua’s strength and realm, Haiwei, a fellow Realm God, gave a small smile and said, "Of course! Our stance is always unified. Naturally, I hope Elder Yuan can secure the Thunder Pond and let the villain Long Di be executed!"

Fahua said with a smile, "That’s good."

...

"Buzz! Buzz Buzz!"

Inside Pang Jian’s mind, within the ocean formed by his Divine Consciousness and memories, it seemed as if countless mosquitoes and flies were buzzing.

His self-aware Spiritual Intelligence, his once lucid thoughts, were like a pool of clear water gradually being muddied.

Countless thoughts not his own began to emerge.

He wanted to communicate with his original self, tearing open a spatial rift, and send the Thunder Pond and all the artifacts and Strange Treasures that belonged to him.

At the same time.

Deep in the sky of the Fifth Realm, within the dense Demonic Energy of the deep sea, Pang Jian’s original self remained motionless.

The Thunder Pond, devoid of the Thunder God, Youying, and all unrelated items, had been put away.

Here in the Demon Sea, he faced an even greater barrage of intrusive and evil thoughts. His brain’s divine component, the Devil Sky within his dantian, was relentlessly cleansed by the powers that existed here.

If his heart was not pure, if his soul was not resolute, he would fall into the Demon Path at this place.

The Heaven Demon Sovereign, who perished due to the Black Phoenix and only left behind this Demonic Energy Foreign Land in the Purgatory World, would use his residual Demon Tao Profound Argumentation to cultivate another True Demon!

If this piece of Devil Sky were to disappear within Pang Jian, if Pang Jian sincerely embraced the Demon Path Truths, he would transform into a demon right here!

"Hiss!"

In his dantian, the Thunder Pond that belonged to the Thunder God whirled atop seven Fragment Lands.

Within Pang Jian’s crystalline God Status, Demon Thoughts materialized like smoke clouds, and Demon Souls took shape like threads, both corresponding to complex and profound Demon Tao Spells.

If his mind relaxed even slightly, the smoke clouds and threads would etch themselves eternally, subsequently overwriting the original Great Tao Laws.

As such, he would focus solely on the Demon Tao Profound Argumentation, forsaking all unrelated powers.

But that was not his wish!

"Chaos Sea!"

"I was born of the Chaos Sea; my path is the Great Tao of Chaos, not The Truth of Demon Tao!"

"With a semblance of Chaos, yet undiluted power, I became a True God in the Purgatory World! This is the Great Tao I must always defend. I crave completeness, just like the ever-changing Purgatory World!"

"What I seek is not singularity, but multiplicity!"

Pang Jian chanted to himself, unwilling to relent his thoughts, refusing to be controlled by the magic power within the Demon Sea.

Time passed, unmeasured.

Like the clouds parting to reveal the moon, in an instant, the billions of evil and wicked thoughts in the Demon Sea, along with the seductive Demon Thoughts, seemed to vanish entirely.

In truth, they did not disappear. They had always been there and were still present.

Only now, they could no longer shake Pang Jian’s resolve!

In his crystalline God Status, the essence of his spirit remained clear and untainted by any Demon Thought or "soul thread" that didn’t belong to him.

This fearsome Demon Sea, capable of extracting the vile thoughts of all beings, suddenly became calm.

On the other side, in the Netherworld Prison.

"Shut up!"

Pang Jian suddenly shouted, his face stern.

All the chaotic demonic sounds ceased abruptly at his shout.

Within the banners, all the Demonic Eyes of the Observers fell silent.

In the Misty Sea, the leader of the Demon Path, Fahua, coldly watched Pang Jian and said, "How did you do it?"

Before Pang Jian could reply, Fahua frowned and added, "For some reason, for a brief moment, I felt as if the Sovereign who passed away had returned to our side."

The Sovereign he referred to could be none other but the Heaven Demon Sovereign.

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