The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 807 - 767: Number One of the Human Race

Chapter 807: Chapter 767: Number One of the Human Race

Beneath the firmament, the Mysterious Star River had disappeared without a trace.

The "Divine Dharma Aspect" summoned by Zhu Ji still dissipated a vast aura, as eternal as the god spirits of ancient times.

A host of True Gods felt the power of Zhu Ji and each privately marveled.

Tiny as a mustard seed, Pang Jian, after retracting the "God’s Domain," seemed almost negligible compared to Zhu Ji at that moment.

Zhu Ji’s aura was as deep as an abyss and as vast as the ocean, and from the void centered around him, a faint "ripping" sound could be heard.

Space itself seemed unable to bear Zhu Ji’s power, as if it were about to tear apart and burst open numerous cracks.

As for Pang Jian, aside from the Demonic Robe which made everyone feel oppressed, there wasn’t another aspect where terrifying power was displayed.

And yet, Zhu Ji, whose aura was so impressive, looked somewhat bewildered.

"Whoosh!"

His towering "Divine Dharma Aspect" suddenly contracted, returning to a normal stature like everyone else, and he looked strangely at Pang Jian.

He still found it difficult to accept.

He had always known of Pang Jian’s extraordinariness, that the current Pang Jian was different from all the other Human True Gods.

——Pang Jian had ascended to supreme strength by leveraging Filth Alien Power.

From the standpoint of Alien God Spirits, Pang Jian had condensed God Status and was without doubt a Middle-level God.

Pang Jian had broken through the divine hierarchy constraints of Purgatory earlier than he had.

Pang Jian was also a Realm God, wielding many powerful Divine Artifacts and Demon Instruments, and the Great Tao Laws he pondered were also extraordinarily unique.

But!

Why were Pang Jian’s insights into the Spiritual Soul, his comprehension of the many mysteries of the soul, so profound?

That was where he met his defeat.

Over the years, he also studied various soul Divine Skills and tempered his Spiritual Soul again and again.

He thought that his Sea of Consciousness, that his Spiritual Soul was strong enough to endure an intense Soul Battle, and that he could compete with Pang Jian in this regard.

But he had been thoroughly defeated.

"Soul tools and deeper soul Secret Skills, those are indeed things I wish to explore, but alas..." Zhu Ji sighed inwardly.

In the void, Li Wang, Pu Zhaotian, and others were secretly observing the two after the "God’s Domain" had disappeared.

Pang Jian’s responses to Dong Tianze’s questions didn’t seem so significant anymore.

Zhu Ji was the strongest True God of the older generation; before Pu Zhaotian, Pang Jian, and Li Yuqing came to prominence, he was the mightiest force of the Human Race, deterring the denizens of the Fifth Realm.

He was once the Human Race’s anchor.

In the current era, he was also the first to break through the True God Realm and step into the next level.

As the Purgatory Realm God, Pang Jian was another epoch-making figure, exhibiting a fighting strength that made everyone marvel.

Which of the two was stronger was something everyone was eager to find out.

Suddenly, Zhu Ji said woodenly, "Elder Li, I can’t handle it anymore."

With these words, it was undoubtedly an admission that within Pang Jian’s "God’s Domain," it was he, Zhu Ji, who was defeated by Pang Jian.

A jolt went through the crowd, and the looks they gave Pang Jian all changed.

The Ghost Mother, reprimanded by Pang Jian’s "Shut up," couldn’t even speak.

Having reached the next realm, Zhu Ji also indirectly admitted he was not Pang Jian’s match; didn’t that mean that at present in Purgatory, Pang Jian was the foremost among the Human Race?

"You can’t handle it either..." Li Wang said with a rueful smile.

He had become the leader of the True Gods simply because people like Zhu Ji, Ghost Mother, and Jiang Fan had always silently supported him.

Now that Jiang Fan was dead and Ghost Mother couldn’t even speak, and Zhu Ji had admitted defeat,

what could he do except give a bitter smile?

"Elder Li, I still stand by what I said, times have changed," Pu Zhaotian spoke gravely, a rare moment without mockery, "It has always been a fine tradition of our Human Race for the old generation to make way for the new, to protect the path for the youngsters."

"Although Dong Xiaozi’s methods may have been inappropriate, I still think there is no problem with it, Miss Li will be here soon."

"When you see her, you will understand that Dong Xiaozi hasn’t done anything wrong."

Pu Zhaotian took the initiative to reconcile the conflicts between the two sides and gave Pang Jian a subtle wink.

Pang Jian caught the hint and then fixed his gaze on Dong Tianze, again steadily asking, "Elder Liu Fu’s death, does it have nothing to do with you?"

Dong Tianze immediately answered, "I have never met Liu Fu, the blood bank you mentioned was delivered to the Mysterious Fog of the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land by someone else. And that person, after leaving the object, just left, I never really saw them."

After a pause, he added, "On my path to becoming a god, that person did indeed offer help, but that’s all."

As he spoke, the terrifying wounds on his body were healing one by one.

In the midst of the blood-colored smog, on his neck, his forehead, his arms, the bulging veins like formidable dragons seemed to give the illusion they might suddenly burst out.

Li Wang and the others narrowed their eyes, using their Divine Sense to detect, and realized that the bloodline mysteries of the various powerful clans, the true essence of the Ancient Demon Clan’s blood, seemed to be hidden within the veins of Dong Tianze’s body.

Cultivating the "Blood God Skill," entering the path through blood, Dong Tianze had transformed into a demonic being that was no longer human.

But his mind was clear, he had not lost his self, he had not turned into a mindless Demon Fiend that only knows to slaughter.

That’s to say, his assassination of Jiang Fan was a decision he made after careful consideration.

"Shriek!"

A blinding sword light shot from the distant sky at high speed, arriving in an instant.

Li Yuqing, who controlled the sword, now appeared before Li Wang, Zhu Ji, Pei Yishan, Ghost Mother, and others.

She held the Sky-splitting Sword in one hand and clutched the "Pearl of Destiny" in the other, her eyes sweeping over everyone one by one, finally settling on Li Wang.

Li Wang’s expression was bewildered.

Under Li Yuqing’s gaze, he felt as if all his thoughts were exposed.

His past experiences, the good and bad deeds he had done, even the hardships he endured before becoming a god, as well as some memories he would rather not revisit, could all be extracted by Li Yuqing.

Thus becoming an extraordinary means of attacking him!

He was the oldest True God, having been in this realm for ten thousand years, but facing Li Yuqing, he felt he had no chance of winning.

And his feelings were shared by other True Gods like Ghost Mother, Pei Yishan, Dong Shangqing, and Su Wenrou.

This new generation of the Human Race – with Pang Jian dominating over the once strongest Zhu Ji, Dong Tianze being able to assassinate Jiang Fan all by himself, and Li Yuqing having just achieved Divine Enthronement, making the likes of Li Wang feel powerless –

Couldn’t all of this explain the situation?

"Elder Li, do you see it now? It’s not just that you’ve grown old, even I feel that I have aged," Pu Zhaotian said with a bitter smile, "In the mighty currents of time, True Gods like Jiang Fan who adhere to old ways are destined to fall."

"Making room for stronger newcomers, though indeed cruel, is inevitable."

"What do you think?"

Pu Zhaotian asked.

"I will ask one last time, Dong Tianze, when you killed Jiang Fan, who were you making room for?" Li Wang questioned sharply.

Dong Tianze answered candidly, "Pure Land, Pang Lin."

Su Wenrou was taken aback, "So soon? She, she’s already qualified for Divine Enthronement?"

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