The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 829 - 789: Brother, It’s Me.

Chapter 829: Chapter 789: Brother, It’s Me.

His divine voice was calm and indifferent.

However, in the minds of the three high gods, it stirred up a terrifying storm, as if bombarded by myriad forces.

Mou Qi bowed his head, his lean body trembling continuously, not understanding why He was angry.

In the Earth Palace where Zimo was hiding, a "creak" sound was heard, and the palace began to show cracks.

He Motian, who was qualified to meet Him and hear Him speak, faced His blurred true form with a solemn and serious expression, saying, "Are you talking about that fallen Demon Sovereign?"

Great Demon God Hemo Tian, under the oppression of His mood, held out the most steadily.

Continuously swallowing the energy of the starry sky, in the rapidly growing energy field, the Sovereign known as God Luo said, "If not Him, then who else could it be?"

Mou Qi screamed, "He fell in the Misty Sea for many years, how could He suddenly awaken in Purgatory?"

This high god of Spirit Race origin had already secretly employed the Bloodline Secret Skill while speaking, planning to inform His loyal Sovereign of this shocking news.

However, the activated Bloodline Crystal Chain he stimulated could not shine at all.

The life essence blood he activated also failed to exhibit the vitality it should have.

At Ying Yue and Han Yi’s place, where he behaved arrogantly and showed disrespect towards the Sun God, Mou Qi immediately understood what had happened.

He couldn’t help but bitterly smile and said, "Please forgive me, God Luo, it was an instinctive reaction. You know, as a high god under His command, hearing such news naturally makes me want to report it immediately."

"You are indeed a loyal dog," God Luo said mockingly.

Mou Qi, compared to a dog, just awkwardly smiled apologetically, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.

"Hemo Tian, you have eighteen Demon Gods under you attacking Yan Lie, who is under my command. Without those eighteen Demon Gods’ interference, the incarnation I forged in Purgatory might have waited for my true body to arrive," God Luo accused.

The three-headed, six-armed Hemo Tian, every face filled with solemnity, gritted his teeth and explained, "Pang Jian, through the robes left by Lord Demon Sky, attacked all the Demon Gods who retained their true names, myself included."

"I nearly..."

He awkwardly glanced at Mou Qi and said, "Don’t laugh, but I am now even vulnerable to his mental evil power; his understanding of various kinds of Spiritual Soul Secret Arts has already exceeded mine."

"My lord, those Demon Gods who acted against Yan Lie really had no choice," pleaded Hemo Tian in bitter mirth.

"You need to give me an explanation," God Luo said coldly.

Hemo Tian sighed deeply, silently pondering how to pacify His anger.

"My Lord!"

"My Lord!"

At that moment, Yan Lie, Shajia, Lie Yang, and Aman came forward together and finally saw Hongyan’s true form beyond the heavens.

"Whoa!"

In the energy field filled with vast Alien Power, streams of light separated, either being fiery light rivers, sun core fire, or blinding light sources.

In Purgatory, where Yan Lie had exhausted all efforts to no avail in regaining his peak strength, he quickly reached the power level he had before his "death."

Shajia, the leader of the Purgatory Heavenly Tribe, felt a strong light infusing into his body, developing the divine mysteries of his heart’s Bloodline, and he suddenly comprehended dozens of laws related to brightness.

The realms of Lie Yang and Aman, two middle-level gods, were also solidified and stabilized.

"From now on, you are also one of my subordinates,"

God Luo said.

"Thank you, my Lord, for your grace,"

all the God Spirits emerging from Purgatory, including Yan Lie, bowed deeply in thanks.

...

Netherworld Prison.

Above the ethereal and splendid unreal blue Sea of Souls, a majestic multicolored body slowly began to rise.

The exceptionally pure nature’s spiritual energy continued to irrigate this body, mingling with the destiny, transforming into more of his muscles and veins.

"The Sea of Souls is at the very bottom of the Netherworld Prison, beneath the deep sea!"

Pang Jian reached a realization.

As he drifted upward, his body felt the seawater and realized the coldness of the sea.

The vast ocean stretched across the bottom world of the Netherworld Prison, with the mysterious Sea of Souls lying at its deepest part, the final resting place for all souls of the Nether Tribe.

The nature’s spiritual energy in the seawater was even more concentrated than in the world above.

Having left the Sea of Souls and entered the true sea realm, Pang Jian still maintained a spiritual connection with the Sea of Souls, able to fish out the Soul Secret Skills settled within it.

Suddenly!

He detected another will, like an invisible tentacle, also establishing a connection with the azure Sea of Souls.

In the depths of the Sea of Souls, many spiritual secrets were being engraved by that distant will, becoming a part of that will’s memory.

Who was it?

Who, like him, was also perceiving the most powerful Spiritual Soul secrets through the Sea of Souls of the Netherworld Prison?

Having left the Sea of Souls and flying towards the higher realms of the Netherworld Prison, Pang Jian suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Chi!"

A sliver of his Divine Consciousness turned into a golden ethereal bolt of lightning, instantly appearing in the vast Sea of Souls and heading toward the will he had sensed.

"Eh!"

Through this Divine Consciousness, he saw a blue streak of lightning consistent with the color of the Sea of Souls.

It was this lightning that flitted across the Sea of Souls of the Netherworld Prison, gathering the profound and unpredictable soul secrets.

"Who?"

He tried asking with his soul’s voice.

"Brother, it’s me."

The sweet voice of Pang Lin emanated from the blue lightning, smilingly saying, "I’ve ascended to the True God Realm in Purgatory and unexpectedly sensed this Sea of Souls and established a connection with it."

"Brother, through this Sea of Souls, my understanding of the secrets of the soul is advancing."

"Brother, are you still in the Netherworld Prison? I heard you are in the Fifth Realm of Purgatory, battling with Luo Hongyan and Yan Lie, how are you faring now?"

Pang Lin’s tone was full of concern.

Pang Jian, who was ready to destroy the blue streak of lightning, was suddenly shocked.

"You..." His soul’s voice trembled, cautiously asking, "Don’t lie to me, who are you really?!"

"Brother, it really is me," Pang Lin quickly explained.

"I don’t believe it! You are the Black Phoenix from the Seventh Realm, the fallen sovereign of the Demon Race! The Mysterious Turtle promised, it would never harm my sister, I hope you will keep that promise!" Pang Jian was both shocked and anxious, yet dared not make a rash move.

He feared that Pang Lin and the Black Phoenix had become one.

Feared that the Black Phoenix had imprisoned Pang Lin’s soul, which could be obliterated at any moment.

"Brother, I am really Pang Lin, you don’t have to be afraid."

...

In Purgatory.

A new crystal-like rosy light fell from the "Heaven Forbidden" of the First Realm, drifting into the deep Mysterious Fog of the Second Realm.

"The specific cultivation steps of the God Commencement Realm..."

Pang Jian, who was explaining the post-True God cultivation steps to Li Wang and others, suddenly left everyone and flew away abruptly.

And said, "Please do not follow me!"

"Shoo!"

Shortly after, Pang Jian crossed the Saint Spirit Continent and reached the Misty Sea near the Boundary Wall.

At that moment, a crystal-like rosy light happened to fall into Pang Lin’s mind.

And within the depths of one of Pang Lin’s pupils, a radiant phoenix suddenly appeared.

...