The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 831 - 791: Battle the Netherworld Prison Again!

Chapter 831: Chapter 791: Battle the Netherworld Prison Again!

Netherworld Prison.

A dazzling, multicolored figure emerged through the vast deep sea, positioning itself above the many continents and Fragment Lands.

His aura was ethereal and mysterious, like the deep sea that filled the bottom layer of this realm, feeling boundlessly expansive.

In the heavens, the sun, moon, and stars appeared all at once, their light showering down on the various layers of the Netherworld Prison.

Yet, when he manifested, the rainbow radiance emitted from his body shone even brighter than the light of the sun and moon.

"Whoosh!"

Another strange starry sky unfolded beneath his feet, within it were different Star Domains, with roaring Cold Ice Storms and rampaging Thunderbolts.

Standing upon that starry sky, he was like a supremely high God Spirit, situated upon a world of his own creation.

"Pang Jian!"

Great Demon God Fa Jie was the first to be alert, unable to resist shouting out in alarm.

The Great Demon God born from the Misty Sea, upon seeing Pang Jian, felt an oppressive suffocation, as if being overwhelmed by many Demon Souls.

"Lord Demon Sky!"

Fa Jie’s pupils seemed about to split open as he shouted another name.

Pang Jian and Mo Tian, the images of the two seemed blurred in his mind.

"Is it Lord Demon Sky?"

"Lord Demon Sky, has he resurrected through Pang Jian’s body?"

"I guess that’s what happened!"

"..."

A series of shattered yet reforged banners floated behind Fa Jie, with countless Observers whispering secretly.

Many ancient Demon Gods hidden in the secret places of the Misty Sea emerged as if from bygone years, pouring strength into Fa Jie’s Demon Body, lending him more confidence.

But Fa Jie himself had no confidence at all.

In his eyes, Pang Jian and the Mo Tian Overlord from the past, who once led him to dominate the Outer Star River and pushed the Outer Realm Sky Demon Race to another level, gradually began to overlap.

Gazing at Pang Jian, he felt as though he was looking at the fallen Mo Tian Overlord.

Mo Tian was the leader he had truly acknowledged in his life!

"Howl!"

Miles away, a ferocious Giant Ape with an aura capable of destroying heavens and erasing lands broke free of the luminous chains of order, baring its fangs and grinning viciously in the direction of Pang Jian.

"You managed to survive this as well?!"

"Heh!"

Deep within the Giant Ape’s crimson Demon Pupils, a series of blood-red stars emerged.

Clusters of stars within the depths of its eye sockets released a bewitching and captivating glow.

Across millions of miles of emptiness, it sought to impose a life-annihilating force onto Pang Jian’s body.

"You, Long Di, and that Bai Zi, all have an aura belonging to the Nether Hell World."

"But that is for the best!"

"Because with your re-emergence, Long Di’s control over this world is inadequate. It’s only when I concentrate all my power on Long Di alone that I feel some apprehension towards him."

"Now, well..."

The Giant Ape tossed out the Realm God Card.

It wielded the Realm God Card which burst forth with endless copper light, and the copper patterns containing its life insights fell like clouds towards Long Di’s "Gathering Divine Platform."

The "Gathering Divine Platform," capable of assembling fortune and utilizing nature’s spiritual energy, saw its many traces of the Great Tao being suppressed by the clouds.

Below the Divine Platform, a pool of condensed, dark blue seawater was also mingled with the copper light of the Realm God Card.

Long Di’s connection with the Netherworld Realm, the mental links with the Netherworld Gods, and communication with Bai Zi, all were restricted by the force of the Realm God Card.

At the same time.

Pang Jian, who had flown out from the boundless deep sea, suddenly felt as though he was surrounded by an endless expanse of blood-red ocean.

What he saw, what he sensed, were countless floating corpses.

Nether Tribe, Misty Sea Deities, Alien God Spirits, Heaven Clan, Demon Clan, Ghost Clan, Spirit Race, Ancient Demon Clan.

Corpses of races that Pang Jian had seen, and those he had not, were all enveloped by the blood light, chaotically drifting within this ocean.

Indistinctly, Pang Jian also glimpsed the corpses of the Lei Meng Beast God and Fan Di slipping past amid the fleeting mass of bodies.

Within and beyond the Misty Sea, Elder Yuan had slaughtered countless beings!

All the powerful creatures who died at his hand left their traces in this blood-colored ocean; even the profound truths hidden within their bloodlines were stripped away by his Secret Skill.

This Old Ape, born from the Demon Prison, was indeed the strongest existence beneath the four Sovereigns!

But...

Pang Jian’s immortal primordial spirit was not a flesh and blood body.

Amid the boundless, blood-red ocean, the oppressive force he felt from the bloodline level actually wasn’t terrifying at all.

"Yuan Qi bears some resemblance to that old ape," Pang Jian mused.

In the blood-red ocean, Pang Jian could maintain unobstructed communication with his true body in purgatory.

This Pang Jian, within the crimson blood sea, watched the distant old ape with its fierce aura that reached the skies, while another Pang Jian in the Misty Sea of purgatory, looked bewildered at Yuan Qi.

Elder Yuan was a high-ranking demon god, the mightiest beneath the four sovereigns, born from the shattered Demon Prison.

Yuan Qi, now a middle-rank demon god, had his rebirth through the essence blood of the Bright Phoenix.

When the Black Phoenix fell in the Misty Sea, carrying with it the bloodline treasury of the Ancient Demon Clan, it encompassed most of the ferocious ancient demons above and within the Misty Sea.

From this, one could infer that Yuan Qi’s bloodline likely originated from Elder Yuan.

When the Black Phoenix was the sovereign of the Ancient Demon Clan, Elder Yuan might not have been as powerful as he is today.

Just as many demon gods must inscribe their true names on Mo Tian’s Robe, did Elder Yuan also had to offer a drop of his essence blood to the Black Phoenix?

At this moment, Pang Jian couldn’t help but let his thoughts wander.

"Pang Jian, it was the Sea of Souls of the Nether Tribe that made you, and your undying Soul Fire is likewise imbued with the Sea of Souls’ wonder. You should confront that old ape for the Netherworld Prison!" Bai Zi sharply declared.

"Furthermore, it was He who laid his hand on you during your first demise!"

By the time Pang Jian reappeared, this sovereign from the Netherworld Prison immediately sensed that Pang Jian’s realm and cultivation must have reached the level of the God Manifestation Realm.

The God Manifestation Realm, akin to He, is that of a high god.

And a high god, in the current Netherworld Prison is a scarce resource, sufficiently qualified to contend with Elder Yuan.

"Indeed, it was His roar that shattered my flesh and bones," the Pang Jian in the blood sea nodded lightly.

This Pang Jian cut through the doubts related to his sister Pang Lin and proactively communicated with his true body, attempting to tear open a rift in the void.

"Hiss-crack!"

A slender, shining fissure thus unfurled.

"Boom!"

The Thunder Pond, swirling with myriad streaks of lightning, the Artifact Youying, along with a jet-black robe, successively drifted into the Netherworld Realm through the spatial rift.

The black robe immediately draped over Pang Jian’s body, causing his momentum to surge greatly in an instant.

"Fahua!" Pang Jian stood in the Thunder Pond and cried out sharply.

One of his fingers pressed above the area corresponding to the Demonic God True Name on Fahua.

The thunderous lightning bursting from his fingertip was gradually mixed with laws, ready to permeate the Demonic God True Name inscribed in the robe at any moment.

"Ugh!"

The Great Demon God Fa Jie, with a face that had grown fierce and grim, showed an expression of utter despair.

He felt it—a sphere of lightning could heavily injure his Demon Soul, was already charging up.

The power held within this sphere of lightning was significantly higher than before.

Even if He managed to survive, He would likely lose half of his life.

"This battle! You, Fa Jie, and the demon gods and demon clans under your command, stand back immediately!"

"Disobey, and face death!"

The voice of Pang Jian boomed in Fa Jie’s mind like rolling thunder.

All associated with Fa Jie through Soul Sensing, all the demon gods whose power was marshaled by Fa Jie, the strongest of the demon clan, and the ancient demons in the distant Misty Sea, were all trembling.

The Demonic Robe was in Pang Jian’s hands, and the Thunder Pond, the artifact most capable of slaying demon gods, also happened to be with Pang Jian!

Once the two combined, aside from Luan Ji, none of the demon gods inscribed on the Robe could escape Pang Jian’s eradication.

"Elder Yuan, forgive me, I truly have no other choice!"

"I, Fa Jie, will forever be loyal to Lord Demon Sky, no matter the situation, no matter the Lord’s stance!"

Fa Jie collapsed instantly.

Moving several demon instruments, previously engaged in battle with Bai Zi, He now directed the flags containing The Observers with his Demon Soul, charging towards the heaven and earth above.

"Withdraw from the battlefield with me!"

"My fellows, this is the command of the Mo Tian Overlord, we must obey!"

Fa Jie did not know that the Pang Jian in his eyes, heart, and mind was becoming more and more aligned with the Mo Tian Overlord.

After leaving the Sea of Souls, the Pang Jian, with the Soul Skill he had recently comprehended, could infiltrate Fa Jie’s Spiritual Intelligence, causing Fa Jie to sink into the memories of past years, unable to distinguish between illusion and the reality of the present.

"Is it really that simple?" Bai Zi was dumbfounded.

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