The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 845 - 805 Long Di Speaks His Heart

Chapter 845: Chapter 805 Long Di Speaks His Heart

In the form of a Spiritual Body, He was enveloped in a gentle green light, his delicate face filled with sorrow and anxiety.

"Father, even after becoming a level ten Exotic Spirit, I still can’t remember the past. The Mysterious Turtle, as well as the Black Dragon, have both undergone further breakthroughs in their Godhood. I’ve thought it over carefully..."

His Spiritual Body, surrounded by divine light, slowly rose under Pang Jian’s gaze, his face calm as he looked at the Wood Tribe people protected by Him.

The way He looked at the Wood Tribe carried a sense of reluctant attachment and a hint of compassion.

"Purgatory is really marvelous, but it’s too small for me; there isn’t enough suitable soil for me to root myself."

"Also,"

He helplessly revealed the truth: "I feel that my next level advancement requires me to gather vast amounts of Plant Spirit Energy, which will need lands teeming with life, drained of their power because of my breakthrough."

"My level eleven might turn the lands above Purgatory into desolate places, all forests turned to silence."

"This world is already not big enough, and I don’t want to cause irreversible harm to those places due to my breakthrough."

"So..."

His Spiritual Body, becoming ever more appealing, pursed his lips, his face filled with reluctance.

Under the Divine Tree, Pang Jian also felt somewhat gloomy.

Ever since this Sapling had taken root here in Fragment Land, he had been running around, rarely having time to stay here for long.

Most of the time, he treated this place as a haven for healing and avoiding disasters, and when the Divine Tree took on a Soul Spirit body and saw him as a father, he didn’t communicate much with it.

It was really because he was too busy to dare relax even for a moment.

The pressure from internal Alien Tribes, and the covetous looks from external God Spirits, forced him to continually seek powerful support, pushing himself to the limits to enhance his strength.

And now, the avatar of God Luo had been destroyed, and God Spirits like Yan Lie were forced to leave.

His Immortal Primordial Spirit in the Misty Sea, outside the Netherworld Prison, had caused that ferocious Old Ape to withdraw, finally giving him some leisure time.

But now, Pang Ling was about to leave.

He squeezed a smile onto his face, saying, "Exotic Spirits like you, after leaving Purgatory and appearing in the Misty Sea, and even above the Star River, are easily targeted by various God Spirits. I’m worried..."

"I know," Pang Ling said as he spoke, sections of his branches, like emeralds, released dazzling light.

"This is a mark imprinted deep within our soul; I know what I’ll face if I leave Purgatory. But I’ve got no choice. If I continue to stay in Purgatory, I’ll lose the soil necessary for continual growth. I certainly can’t truly ascend to the Second or First Realm and turn those forests into deserts, right?"

He gave a bitter smile, "The Human True God would first disapprove, the Mysterious Turtle and the others probably wouldn’t allow it. Even you, Father, would find it difficult..."

Just then, the Sword Command buzzed.

At the thought, Pang Jian learned from his master that the Ice Armor Eel Dragon had reached Demon God status in the Third Realm.

The Mysterious Turtle, Black Dragon King, Yuan Qi—all three being intermediate Demon Gods—along with the Ice Armor Eel Dragon and that Rock Bear, this sudden rise in power slightly surpassed the Human True Gods of Purgatory.

If it weren’t for him, the current power of the Human Race might not be able to suppress those Demon Gods.

And this was only just the beginning.

The Ancient Demon Clan, heralding a revival in Purgatory!

Yuan Yi, leading many Realm Gods and spirits from various "prison" realms, failed in their invasion plan for the Netherworld Prison, and the Old Ape also chose to flee under the persecution from multiple forces.

The Netherworld Prison had not transformed into a Demon Prison as He wished.

Yet in Purgatory, subtle and silent changes were occurring, with frameworks tilting towards the Ancient Demon Clan.

"Master, the most terrifying thing in Purgatory is still that Black Phoenix. I suspect that It has performed a Possession on my sister, but I can’t be sure yet. However, as long as It hasn’t appeared and become the Sovereign again, I can still control the situation in Purgatory," transmitted Pang Jian via the Sword Command.

His reliance was his God Manifestation Realm level Primordial Spirit Body.

Wielding the Demonic Robe, controlling the Thunder Pond, his Primordial Spirit was qualified to battle the Old Ape in the Misty Sea.

Unlike his physical body, his Primordial Spirit could return to Purgatory at any time and fully participate in wars erupting in this realm.

"Mm, it’s just that the speed of the Demon Gods’ rise is too astonishing, making Li Wang somewhat worried," responded Pu Zhaotian.

The Fourth Realm.

Pang Jian pondered for a long time and then spoke to Pang Ling, who was known as the World Tree, "Wait a bit longer. In the Misty Sea, there’s an Old Ape named Yuan Yi, who highly covets the Plant Law you command."

"Previously, He planned to break into Purgatory to refine you and gain your power."

"Let me first ascertain the situation with that Old Ape so that you aren’t immediately targeted upon leaving."

Before he could finish speaking, Pang Ling screamed in fear: "Yuan Yi! I’m somewhat affected; this Old Ape seems to be a Realm God too, I have some vague memories!"

He instinctively felt afraid.

Pang Jian also suddenly recalled what Stone Eater had once said, that during a meeting of Realm Gods, his mother brought Stone Eater, while his father brought a World Tree.

Yuan Yi, being one of the Realm Gods, was likely also a participant.

Yuan Yi, who regarded the essence of life as a pursuit of the Great Tao, seeing such an extraordinary World Tree and wanting to use the Plant Law of life’s branches to complete His Tao was perfectly natural.

As fellow Realm Gods, how would his father act when Yuan Yi showed such desire for the World Tree?

Back then, was his father a match for that Old Ape?

...

The Netherworld Prison.

In the center of a grand hall, seventeen surviving Netherworld Gods, along with Long Di and Bai Zi, looked at Pang Jian with complex emotions.

The atmosphere in the hall was serious and oppressive.

"Yuan Yi, having been defeated in the outer Misty Sea, all the God Spirits of various races He had gathered, retreated with Him."

The tall and gaunt figure of Long Di, with his ethereal, handsome appearance, spoke like a bolt from the blue, stunning those Netherworld Gods.

Their gazes towards Pang Jian gradually became fervent and zealous.

"The Netherworld Prison crisis you all worried about should have... truly been resolved," Long Di said, feigning calm.

"Leader!"

A Netherworld God exclaimed.

Long Di waved his hand, gesturing for him to be silent, and continued, "You all need not worry about the future anymore; the Netherworld will not undergo significant changes. As for me, I will leave this land soon."

"I called you all here to put your minds at ease."

"Over the years, as your leader, I believe I have fulfilled my duties. Since this land has a better choice, I am willing to follow its will and seek the meaning of my existence in the outside world."

"Alright, you all can disperse now."

Without giving those Netherworld Gods a chance to speak, Long Di pointed towards the stone door leading out, banishing his loyal Netherworld Gods.

Bringing back Pang Jian alive, for all the Netherworld Gods to see, was a stance He took.

It was to ease the hearts of those Netherworld Gods.

Because it had been proven that Pang Jian, having recast his Primordial Spirit and blessed by the Great Tao Law of the Netherworld Realm, now possessed the credentials to combat the Old Ape.

Wrapped with the full force of the Netherworld, Pang Jian was clearly superior to Him.

"Sir, you really don’t need to leave the Netherworld..." Bai Zi said somberly.

Previously, in her excitement, she had directly called Long Di by his full name, no longer using his honorific.

Seeing that Long Di really took her advice to heart after realizing it was unfeasible, not only bringing Pang Jian back but also deciding to withdraw from the competition for the Netherworld with Pang Jian, she began to sympathize with Long Di again.

"I am resolute, you need not persuade me further."

Long Di, seated on the shrinking Gathering Divine Platform, squinted his eyes and spoke indifferently, "Pang Jian, let us now discuss the important matters."

Upon returning to the Netherworld, Pang Jian, whose spirit was somewhat dazed, uttered "Oh" before saying, "Go ahead."

He and his body maintained a tight connection.

The concerns expressed by his master for Li Wang, the words of Pang Ling, and where exactly the Black Phoenix was – all these thoughts surged into his mind after the situation had calmed, chaotic and unordered.

The Human Race and the Nether Tribe, why do they share a novel cultivation system?

What exactly is destiny?

Why do the Netherworld and Purgatory possess a World Will?

All these questions suddenly erupted, causing his mind to rise with layers of fog, obscuring his past and future.

"Do you have any questions you want to ask?" Long Di asked casually.

Having just decided to leave the Netherworld, he felt somewhat reluctant to part, but gradually, he even started to feel a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his soul.

"How did my mother die?" Pang Jian asked sharply.

Bai Zi’s eyes also suddenly turned sharp, like a cold blade resting on Long Di’s face, waiting for his reply.

"It wasn’t me."

The agony in Long Di’s eyes seemed almost overwhelming; his voice was sorrowful yet intensely agitated, "It was Pang Qi who killed her!"

"I could never, ever scheme against the woman I loved most in my life! It’s utterly impossible!"

He glared at Bai Zi, his face sullen and cold: "How dare you doubt me?! Bai Zi, after her demise, if it weren’t for my careful care of you, taking you to be recognized by the Sea of Souls, would you, Bai Zi, exist today?"

"Do you truly not know that the leader of the Netherworld and the Realm God can be the same person?"

"I kept you alive, allowing you to still hold the role of Realm God, to inherit her power and responsibilities – do you think I needed to keep you?"

"Bai Zi, if you weren’t her disciple, weren’t the one she entrusted me to look after before her death, you would have already died!"

"You dare doubt me? After all these years!"

Within the hall that the many Netherworld Gods had left, Long Di exploded in rage, pointing at Bai Zi’s nose and berating, "I harbour ill intentions towards Pang Jian because he is still Pang Qi’s son! With you, I have always tried my best, done everything I could to nurture you!"

"And this is how you repay me?!" he thundered.

Long Di’s anger stemmed from this.

The humiliated Ming Prison Realm God, unable to bear the shame, lowered her head and muttered, "After I left the Netherworld, I heard from people outside saying that jealousy had destroyed your reason. People outside, they all say... that it was you who killed her and killed Pang Qi."

"The person who killed her is called Fu Ya," Long Di snapped.

"Fu Ya?" Bai Zi was taken aback, frowning, "I’ve never heard this name before – who is that?"

Pang Jian was also puzzled, thinking carefully, he had never heard that name before.

"She is also known as the Wisdom Goddess," Long Di added.

"The Wisdom Goddess!"

"The Sovereign of the Spirit Race!"

Both Pang Jian and Bai Zi finally understood who Fu Ya was, their minds suddenly shaken.

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