The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 775 - 737: War of the Netherworld Prison

Chapter 775: Chapter 737: War of the Netherworld Prison

The fallen Mo Tian Overlord, marks of demonry appeared in Purgatory!

Many God Spirits from the Misty Sea, including Realm Gods like Haiwei, were shocked by the news revealed by Fa Jie.

An artifact left by a sovereign, be it sect teachings, artifacts, or confidential decrees, was a rare treasure in the world.

Especially for Great Demon Gods like Fa Jie!

"Purgatory..."

They gazed at Pang Jian, thinking of the legends related to Purgatory, their minds beginning to wander.

Both originating from the "Prison" character world of the Misty Sea, Purgatory and Netherworld Prison were both extremely special, mysterious realms previously unimaginable by Them.

In the Netherworld Prison, terrifying Nether Gods like Long Di presided, gathering many extraordinary powerhouses.

The history of this "Prison" character world was exceedingly long; it had no strict restrictions on the ranks of its internal God Spirits, thus giving rise to Long Di and many other Nether Tribe God Spirits who surpassed low-rank Gods.

Moreover, Nether Tribe God Spirits could enter and exit the Netherworld Prison in pure soul form, and also move between other "Prison" character realms, which allowed Them the capability to invade other Misty Sea worlds.

In the present Netherworld Prison, Demon Clan, Ghost Clan, Heaven Clan, Dark Spirits, and Shadow Clan—these groups, distinct from the Nether Tribe, were mostly brought from other worlds to serve Them.

Because the Nether Gods were too powerful, other God Spirits from the Mysterious Fog Worlds, even knowing the barriers of the "Prison" character worlds were lifted, found it hard to gain an advantage in the Netherworld Prison.

Realm Gods like Yuan Yi and Haiwei could enter the Netherworld Prison using the Realm God Card but still dared not be too reckless.

Even if they came, they moved stealthily, fearing to be targeted by Long Di and those powerful Nether Gods, lest they met a fate of soul annihilation in the Netherworld Prison.

In summary, the mystic Netherworld Prison indeed had methods to infiltrate, but due to the exceptional strength of the Nether Gods, other Realm Gods from the Misty Sea rarely entered.

Purgatory was different.

The strongest force in this Misty Sea world was concentrated above the Misty Sea in the Boundless Star River, where the True Gods inside were relatively weaker.

Realm Gods from other worlds had all eyed Purgatory, attempting to enter with a Realm God Card to glimpse the powerful secrets of the Human Race.

Unfortunately, the Boundary Wall of Purgatory even had restrictions against Realm Gods.

This also resulted in Purgatory becoming even more mysterious than the Netherworld Prison, with God Spirits and Realm Gods of the Misty Sea having scarce knowledge about Purgatory, even less so than the God Spirits in the starry skies.

"I am not familiar with the specifics of the Netherworld Prison, but I do know a bit about Purgatory."

Seeing the Great Demon God Fa Jie’s longing for that land of demonic energy, along with the greed of the lower-rank Gods and Realm Gods, Pang Jian couldn’t help but sneer, "Forgive my frankness, once the rules of Purgatory are lifted, once you can enter Purgatory..."

"You may find yourselves dying even faster, and total annihilation is a possibility," he said.

This was his own judgment.

In the sovereignty contest between the Black Phoenix and Luo Hongyan, he did not believe that the Great Demon God Fa Jie and the old-gen Realm God Yuan Yi could play a critical role.

Yuan Yi seemed to be just a High God.

Luo Hongyan was currently in a phase of explosively increasing power; the Black Phoenix Sovereign currently commanding the Middle-level God Black Dragon King Hei, from the Demon Race, should be able to advance further.

In such a scenario, by the time Yuan Yi and Fa Jie could step into Purgatory, it might be too late.

"Pang Jian, you seem to overestimate the power within your Purgatory," a Ghost Clan Elder scoffed, mocking, "I admit the God Spirits of the Human Race are formidable, but those who have not stepped out of Purgatory World, those who have not proven themselves in the outer Star River, are truly insignificant!"

"Any High God stepping into Purgatory in their true form could destroy the foundation of the Purgatory Human Tribe!"

"I really want to know what you have that could lead to our total annihilation," she continued mocking.

God Spirits who had invaded the Netherworld Prison also found her points valid and likewise agreed.

"Focus on winning the war in the Netherworld Prison first, then think about others," Pang Jian said, uninterested in arguing with them.

"Netherworld Prison, the Nether Tribe, and Long Di will soon be conquered by us. Pang Jian, you just watch how we take down the Netherworld Prison!" Fa Jie huffed to Haiwei, "Don’t worry about other things for now, keep an eye on him while I meet with Elder Yuan!"

Haiwei nodded, "Alright."

"Huh!"

Behind him, those banners swayed toward many Fragment Lands and continents, seizing the opportunity to gather immense malicious and evil thoughts.

In the banners rippling with azure-black Demon Light, holes reappeared, yet, no Demonic Eyes or Demon Souls emerged.

Each hole transformed into a magical "Demon Abyss," absorbing the swirling negative energies around the Netherworld Realm, which could bolster Fa Jie’s growth.

The cracking Scale Armor on Fa Jie’s body, the blood streaming from his eye sockets, the consumed Demon Souls and vital essences quickly recovered.

He dared to trace back to Pang Jian’s body through his Immortal Primordial Spirit, despite sacrificing so much demonic energy and strength, because he knew he could replenish it shortly!

"A Ta!"

Fa Jie called out lowly.

"Present."

From below, a single-eyed giant resembling a steel tower emerged.

This giant, similar in appearance to Aman but not exceptionally large, of the Single-Eyed Tribe, gleamed with the radiance of gold iron.

He grinned and said, "Fa Jie, weren’t we agreed to use those arrogant and extravagant members of the Nether Tribe to force the Nether Gods of the lower worlds to come out themselves?"

"A Ta, you have only one eye, perhaps you didn’t see clearly," Fa Jie, obviously a friend, grunted and continued, "From the upper nineteen continents and one hundred sixty-three Fragment Lands, nearly all Nether Tribe members are almost dead; have you seen any Nether Gods emerge?"

A Ta paused and scratched his head, "Long Di really can keep his composure!"

"No, it’s not what you think," Fahua shook his head and sneered, "The members of the Nether Tribe arranged on the upper mainland and the Fragment Land, although they also enjoy wielding power and indulging in pleasure, are actually weaklings within the Nether Tribe."

"Because their innate potential is inadequate, they end up working above, instead of cultivating bitterly on the lower mainland."

"A group that Long Di had long since abandoned, convinced that they would never become Nether Gods, Long Di naturally found them insignificant."

"Elder Yuan is right! Killing the Nether Tribe on the lower mainland will truly hurt Long Di’s heart, and only then will the Nether Gods show themselves!"

"Let’s go!"

Fahua took the initiative to descend.

The Cyclops named A Ta listened obediently to Him, not uttering a word, similarly plunging downward.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

On nineteen tracts of mainland and one hundred sixty-three Fragment Lands, God Spirits and Realm Gods rose one after another, all sinking toward the deep ocean of the Nether Prison, as well as the lands and fragments of land above the sea.

Pang Jian, brought over by Yuan Yi, surprisingly became neglected.

"Elder Yuan, and Fahua, I know you won’t leave at this time," Haiwei said softly.

Pang Jian nodded, "As I said, I am merely an observer on this trip, not a participant."

After a pause, he asked, "What exactly is the lineage of Yuan Yi?"

"You will soon find out." Haiwei pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "You should bring out that Thunder Pond, it would help Elder Yuan and Fahua in their fight with Long Di to achieve victory more swiftly."

"I heard that in the Nether Prison, Long Di possesses the power to challenge the Sovereign?" Pang Jian asked curiously.

"That’s just the Nether Gods trying to flatter Long Di," Haiwei said with some disdain, and a curl of her lip, "No Sovereign has ever set foot in the Nether Prison, so whatever they say really can’t be verified in the end anyway."

"Let’s go, let’s get closer and have a look."

Haiwei pointed downward, gesturing with her actions.

Pang Jian didn’t immediately agree.

At this moment, he was not too far from the nearest Boundary Wall, and with the peculiarities of his Primordial Spirit, he could quickly withdraw.

With Haiwei being just a Middle-level God, she couldn’t stop him at all.

Fahua was currently descending, and Yuan Yi’s massive Divine Body was already hovering above a tract of mainland at the bottom level of the Nether Prison, so neither could attend to him now.

Even ripping a spatial rift to escape the Nether Prison and reach the demonic energy depths of Purgatory seemed feasible to him.

Could it be intentional on the part of Yuan Yi and Fahua?

In the shadows, was there another force silently watching him, just waiting for him to tear open a spatial rift?

"Alright, let’s go closer and take a look."

With reservations in his mind, Pang Jian finally decided to descend towards the bottom of the Nether Prison, to witness the battle with his own eyes.

In the not too distant future, when the inherent laws of Purgatory are broken, many God Spirits from the Outer Star River will invade.

The brutal war occurring now in the Nether Prison will inevitably be played out in the world of Purgatory, and he wanted to observe more to prepare in advance.

...

"Long Di!"

Yuan Yi’s gargantuan Demon Clan body, suspended in the deep sky of a tract of land, His deep and powerful roar bursting from every feather and pore.

Clumps of blood-red, deep green, mauve, dark black, light blue blood clouds spread out from His wings.

"Chirr!"

There was also lightning mingled within the blood clouds.

The sky of the Nether Prison mainland, several times larger than any land in Purgatory, was filled with Yuan Yi and the clumps of colorful blood clouds.

Yuan Yi covered that tract of land completely with a thick curtain of blood.

As Pang Jian and Haiwei descended to a certain altitude, they smelled the pungent scent of blood, and even his rare, non-crystal non-jade Divine Body felt unusually uncomfortable.

Even at its most massive, the body of the Ancient Demon of Fan Di did not reach one-tenth the current size of Yuan Yi.

The power contained within it was vastly different as well.

Yuan Yi, through Fan Di’s Demon Body, absorbed the vast Nether Prison Blood Energy, transforming into an extremely terrifying Demon Fiend, emitting destabilizing fluctuations to all fleshly beings.

"This is the place!"

Haiwei voluntarily stopped, covering her nose with her hand and said, "If we go deeper, the bloodline in my body won’t endure, and will be controlled by Elder Yuan’s power."

Pang Jian glanced around, noting many God Spirits revealing their primal forms, each towering immeasurably high.

And all were suspended motionless.

...

"Why haven’t you left yet?"

On another tract of land in the deep sea, that Nether Tribe woman from the Secluded Valley, with a delicate figure, flew up stepping on a huge golden beetle, frowning at Pang Jian as she chastised, "Yuan Yi is a High God of the Ancient Demon Clan, you should know that the High Gods of the Ancient Demon Clan are inherently stronger than other God Spirits of the same rank."

"Moreover, He is also a Realm God from the Misty Sea, combined, He is even more powerful, why don’t you leave sooner?"

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