The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 774 - 736 - Lord Demon Sky_1

Chapter 774: 736 Chapter Lord Demon Sky_1

"It must be my deep longing for that superior,"

Fahua said with a self-deprecating smile.

Having said that, he naturally glanced at the sky of the Netherworld Prison, his gaze piercing through the endless void and casting upon a distant realm, saying with a mix of emotions, "If the superior were still here, those Netherworld Gods of Long Di and the Netherworld Prison, who would dare to do as they please in the Misty Sea?"

"Our superior, after all, was a Sovereign born in the Demon Prison, what was the Netherworld Prison during his era?"

"And what would someone like Long Di amount to?"

Fahua made no effort to hide his admiration for that Heaven Demon Sovereign.

He had once been a great general under that Heaven Demon Sovereign, accompanying him in campaigns to the south and north, personally witnessing the Sovereign’s splendor.

In the Mysterious Fog, there are many ’prison’ worlds, not only the Demon Prison, but in other prison worlds like the Ghost Prison, Fire Prison, Sky Prison, and Netherworld Prison, members of the Demon Clan also dwell.

The strong among the Demon Clan in these worlds, upon breaking through to the tenth level of bloodline, are also Low-Rank Demon Gods.

Throughout history, the number of Demon Gods who have broken free from the shackles of the ’prison’ worlds and shattered the Heaven Forbidden to soar through the Outer Star River has been quite substantial.

Those Demon Gods hailing from the ’prison’ worlds within the Misty Sea have established their own faction within the Outer Star River, contending with the Demon Gods from the ’realm’ worlds over the Great Tao and orthodoxy.

Before the appearance of a Sovereign, this contention over the orthodoxy of the Demon Tao always remained unresolved.

Just like now.

Fahua, leading the Misty Sea Demon Gods, and He Motian, leading the Star River Demon Gods, neither would yield to the other.

However, once a Heaven Demon Sovereign emerges, the contention over the orthodoxy of the Demon Tao would come to an end.

Born in the Demon Prison, after breaking away and roaming through the Misty Sea and the vast Star River, that individual underwent the ordeals of a Low-rank God, Middle-level God, High God, ultimately ascending to Sovereignty.

He was the pride of all the Demon Clan and Demon Gods!

After becoming a Sovereign, he unified the Demon Clan and Demon Gods in both the Misty Sea and the Star River.

His old subordinate Fahua was naturally unwaveringly loyal to him, and even Star River Demon Gods like He Motian offered up their loyalty.

During the era of his existence, it was the best era for the Demon Clan and a golden age fondly spoken of by all Heaven Demons and Demon Gods.

He was once Fahua’s pride, the pillar of his faith.

"Unfortunately, he is no longer with us,"

Fahua, looking at the starry sky for a while, waved his hand in dismay.

The Observers, which were entrusted to the standards, flew from their surrounds around Pang Jian to behind his Demon Body.

"On you, there seems to be some of his aura. This is very strange; I must take a look at the source,"

Fahua, with a demon hand that had only three fingers, gripped a string of Purple Crystal Demon Beads, uttering indistinct Demon Sounds from his mouth.

In the void behind him, the holes in the standards filled with Magic Power, with demon shadows and Demon Light moving on their surface, transforming into various peculiar worlds.

The Demon Prison, Ghost Prison, Sky Prison, Fire Prison—numerous ’prison’ worlds seemed to be presented upon his standards by his power.

Soon, a demonic energy array capable of discerning the truth, utilizing the worlds revealed on those standards, was cast upon Pang Jian.

At that time, Pang Jian’s connection to his True Body’s soul was still intact, and he was mobilizing the power belonging to his True Body.

It was precisely because his True Body had stood firm in the Great Tao amidst the surging Demonic Energy in the dome of the Fifth Realm, elevating in spirit and Godhood, that he could escape from the Demon Arrays laid out by the Observers.

He could resist the beguiling Demon Sounds of the Observers, but faced with the power displayed by Fahua, he instinctively felt something was amiss.

Like He Motian, like Zimo, Fahua was a true Great Demon God!

Within the vast Star River, amidst the boundless Misty Sea, while there are many Low-rank Gods and Middle-level Gods, the number of High Gods seems to be only a few dozen.

Each High God is a renowned figure, entities that have lived tens of thousands, even over a hundred thousand years!

Their lifespans, perhaps, are even longer than the history of the Human Race.

Knowing the immeasurable force of a High God, Pang Jian felt truly alarmed and hurriedly sought to sever the connection with his True Body.

"Stay connected,"

Fahua muttered softly.

His musical notes turned into viscous demon liquid, firmly gluing the connection between Pang Jian’s soul and his True Body.

He could sever Pang Jian’s sensing with that Realm God of the Netherworld Prison in an instant, but when he wished, he could ensure Pang Jian’s connection with his True Body’s soul couldn’t be broken!

"Appear!"

Fahua suddenly called out sternly.

The Purple Crystal Demon Beads he held in his hand, bead by bead, radiated a light sensitive to the slightest, shining upon Pang Jian’s Seven-colored Divine Body with his Demonic Eye’s illumination.

Through this method, utilizing the Demon Instrument in his hand, Fahua could actually see Pang Jian’s True Body!

Fahua traced directly back to the source!

With a fleeting glimpse, he saw Pang Jian’s True Body’s dantian, noticed seven Fragment Lands.

And he saw atop those seven Fragment Lands, a dark green Demon Sea, fully separating another world above and the seven Fragment Lands below.

Above the dark green Demon Sea, there was a continent shaped like a Spiritual Power Crystal, with stars twinkling above the land, with suns and moons releasing pure light.

Below were the seven Fragment Lands, saturated with Filth Alien Power.

"Devil Sky..."

Fahua’s voice came out mixed with both elation and sorrow.

In that moment, he was brimming with tears!

This leader of the Demon Tao in the Misty Sea World, this Great Demon God who once fought shoulder to shoulder with He Motian, now had tears welling up in his eyes, repeating over and over, "Lord Demon Sky, oh lord! Oh, lord!"

"Lord Fahua!"

"Great Demon God!"

"The Realm God from the Demon Prison!"

A crowd of God Spirits, including Realm Gods like Haiwei, were all baffled by the reaction of the Great Demon God.

"Lord Demon Sky, Lord Demon Sky..." An old woman of the Ghost Clan muttered sadly, her wrinkled face suddenly revealing a look of terror, "Could it be, could it be!"

She stared at the Great Demon God Fahua and couldn’t help shouting, "Lord Fahua, do you feel the presence of Lord Demon Sky?"

"I saw it."

While speaking, Fahua began to cough violently.

The Purple Crystal Demon Beads in his hand exploded one after another, turning into crystal powder.

The Demon Souls that he had forcibly crammed into the beads after refining them were all howling terrifyingly as he exhausted their power, gradually turning to ash.

A middle-level Divine Artifact was thus ruined, but Fahua seemed totally oblivious, still saying, "I saw it! I truly saw it!"

Haiwei, the God Spirits of the Ghost Clan, those of the Yao Clan and Heaven Clan, and many other God Spirits who had gathered here, all looked at him with incomprehension.

They followed his gaze towards Pang Jian.

"Lord Fahua, your eyes are bleeding!" Haiwei hurriedly reminded.

"I know, I know," Fahua replied indifferently, wiping his eyes with an empty hand, only to see blood incessantly flowing through his fingers.

"Lord Demon Sky!"

Fahua mourned with a Demon Sound.

"Lord Demon Sky!"

These four words penetrated into the worlds that were reflected in the banners.

The words "Lord Demon Sky" began to echo in different realms of ’prisons’ and secret places, startling countless giants of the Demon Tao.

"Fahua! Where is Lord Demon Sky?"

"Fahua! Don’t joke with everyone! The lord perished at the hands of that Black Phoenix and has been dead in the Ancient Demon World for so many years. Why do you suddenly bring Him up?"

"Fahua, have you discovered something?"

A series of ancient, decrepit voices responded from the worlds shown in the banners, as if many in the Misty Sea had been disturbed by Fahua.

"The lord is in Purgatory! It might be His corpse or the doctrines He left behind, existing in the present Purgatory!"

"He Motian! I finally understand why you fixated on Purgatory and insisted on nurturing demons there. You already knew!"

"Under the guise of exterminating the Human Race, you coveted the relics of Lord Demon Sky! Damn you a million times over, He Motian!"

Fahua was furious.

...

Below, the ancient body of the Ancient Demon Clan, which was originally the remains of Fan Di, suddenly halted due to Fahua’s discovery.

He was Yuan Yi, and his massive demon body was as vast as a continent.

His wings, spanning outward, shone with a bright yet cold light, turning into blades sharp enough to effortlessly slice any materialized substance.

"The words ’Heaven Demon’ reversed, the Sovereign known by the name ’Demon Sky,’ could it really be..."

Yuan Yi was secretly astonished.

Suddenly feeling that the secrets buried in Purgatory might be even more numerous than those of the Netherworld Prison Realm, he instantly formed a new plan.

Regardless of whether Pang Jian would produce the Thunder Pond or what decision he made in the end, Yuan Yi intended to make a trip to Purgatory.

Right after the war in the Netherworld Prison ended!

...

"Look again, and you may die in the Netherworld Prison," Pang Jian said coldly.

Peering through his Primordial Spirit, gazing at his True Body’s dantian and surroundings across the boundless void, clearly drained Fahua’s strength rapidly.

Not only were his eyes bleeding, but the pitch-black Scale Armor on Fahua’s body was also "pop, pop" bursting open.

If this continued, the leader of the Misty Sea Demon Clan and Demon Gods might well die in the Netherworld Prison.

"Lord Demon Sky, Lord Demon Sky..."

The rambling Fahua finally ceased his surge of Demonic Energy under Pang Jian’s warning, no longer burning Demon Souls and his essence blood.

"Why?"

After a long while, he seemed to have recovered some composure and asked, "Why has the power left behind by Lord Demon Sky turned into a sky in your Purgatory, separating two worlds?"

Pang Jian shook his head, "I don’t know."

"It’s unfortunate I couldn’t reach Purgatory before! As a Realm God of the Misty Sea, I had no power to step into your Purgatory World with my Realm God Card!" Fahua regretted, stamping his foot in the void, "Knowing that He Motian had his eyes on Purgatory, I should have found a way to uncover its secrets long ago. I, I..."

Pang Jian was taken aback, "As a Realm God, you couldn’t enter Purgatory?"

"Hmm, it seems a change has occurred within Purgatory. Except for the last generation’s Netherworld Prison Realm God, other Realm Gods, even with their Realm God Cards, find it hard to step into Purgatory." Fahua did not hide anything, scoffing, "If we could have entered before, even without ill intentions towards the Human Race, we would have scoured the place!"

"However, with the great calamity upon us, we should be able to enter soon."

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