The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 947 - 906: It’s great to have you!

Upon another splendid branch of divine light,

Lin Baixiang, with a heart full of longing, sat cross-legged and pointed his finger toward his glabella, from which suddenly burst a faint luminescence.

"Buzz, buzz!"

Thousands of insect-like foreign elements surfaced within that luminescence, arranging themselves into bizarre patterns and unleashing sinister power that devoured vitality.

"I wonder if it’s possible."

Lin Baixiang’s already aged face creased further as his life vitality and soul breath were slowly consumed by the ghostly insects within the luminescence.

"Ghost Insect Shadow, it is a being bred in a mysterious forbidden area of the Extraterrestrial Ghost Race, capable of giving birth to alien evil creatures."

Lin Baixiang naturally recalled that Supreme God who, before Zimo, had served as the leader of the Ghost Clan.

As a formidable Sword God from the Sword Tower, Lin Baixiang’s original combat strength was exceptionally striking, having faced the former Supreme God of the Ghost Clan and destroying all his elite god spirits single-handedly.

That battle had dealt a devastating blow to the divine entity group of the Ghost Clan.

The Ghost Clan never recovered from that downfall.

It was also after this battle that Zimo, a rising star of the Ghost Clan, took on the important task of revitalizing the clan, gradually ascending to the highest echelon.

However, Lin Baixiang had since been haunted by the "Ghost Insect Shadow," never able to rid himself of it.

Despite his wisdom, he found no spell to eradicate the "Ghost Insect Shadow", and once the sword light penetrated, he felt each insect was fused with his own flesh and soul.

Destroying the insects meant destroying himself; cleaning up the "Ghost Insect Shadow" also meant his death.

"The tremendous life vitality is nourishment for those insects; if I could obtain a substantial amount of Life Vitality, even if it’s only a temporary solution, I could live for a few more years,"

Lin Baixiang thought to himself.

He didn’t believe that the dispersed branch of the World Tree could help him resolve the "Ghost Insect Shadow"; he only hoped to replenish the depleted life force in his body, to secure additional years of survival for himself.

But, when the first stream of alien life power entered his limbs, he immediately sensed that something was amiss.

Within that stream of alien life power, there emitted a mysterious and vast soul breath, rushing straight toward the faint luminescence on his forehead!

"Squeak, squeak!"

The "Ghost Insect Shadow" within the faint light screamed in terror, scurrying chaotically like a dog that had lost its home, as if sensing a natural predator.

"This..."

Lin Baixiang, shaken, exclaimed incredulously, "Could it be, could it be that the power he infused from afar can also eliminate these damned ’Ghost Insect Shadows’!"

Suddenly, the mysterious and vast soul breath transformed into a golden wasp.

Unfazed and even seemingly famished, the wasp darted into the faint light.

A massacre ensued immediately!

Lin Baixiang saw clearly as the golden wasp, like a tiger entering a sheepfold, captured and devoured each "Ghost Insect Shadow" like they were lambs awaiting slaughter.

One by one, the "Ghost Insect Shadows" perished, and from the body of the golden wasp, there also diffused the vitality and nourishment that originally belonged to him.

The scourge that had troubled Lin Baixiang for nearly twenty thousand years, causing him sleepless nights and meals, was thus resolved by the golden wasp.

"How did he do it?"

This former elder of the Sword Tower, his expression vacant, feeling the return of his life force and soul energy, muttered, "Those alien insects involve soul and life sorcery, even the former Supreme God of the Ghost Clan found them troublesome. I searched for so many divine herbs, concealed my identity, and asked so many people!"

As he spoke, the wrinkles on his face gradually faded, and his aged appearance rapidly renewed.

"My father, recognized by the Sea of Souls in the Netherworld Prison, is proficient in various soul secret skills. And some of the spells and miraculous arts of the Ghost Clan also originated from the Sea of Souls in the Netherworld Prison."

"As for life sorcery, heh, it’s not worth mentioning."

Pang Ling’s clever smile was brimming with disdain.

A mere "Ghost Insect Shadow" born in the Forbidden Land of the Ghost Clan, how high could the secret skill it carried possibly be?

"This youngster owes me a great debt! Truly worthy of being a disciple of the Sword Tower, truly worthy of being Pang Qi’s child!"

By the time the last "Ghost Insect Shadow" died, the dim light burst and extinguished with a "poof." Lin Baixiang suddenly rose from that branch, and the Sword Intent circulating within him finally became clear.

He howled skyward, his heart’s long-held frustrations swept away, and the Sword Light buried deep within him erupted with infinite might.

"I have returned!"

Lin Baixiang reclaimed his former boldness, his fighting spirit soaring once more.

...

In another segment of the branch.

"Hmm!"

Wu Yuan’s expression changed, feeling as if he had been suddenly dragged into a strange Demon Realm. Everything he saw was related to Demonic Path Sorcery, involving the Mo Tian Overlord and the various inheritances of the Original Demon.

"Six Demons Heaven Declaring, Original Demon Fusion Spell, True Essence of Fire Demon, Demon God Shaking Heaven Technique, Divine Demon Great Way."

The profound argumentations of ancient Demon Gods, transformed into clusters of Demon Clouds and Demon Flames, filled Wu Yuan’s vision and were ready for the picking.

With a thought, Wu Yuan tried to comprehend using his Demon Soul.

"Whoo! Hoo-hoo!"

Clusters of Demonic Path scriptures, driven by a powerful Alien Power, instantly disappeared into Wu Yuan’s body.

"Pure and potent Demon Element Power, the evil and miscellaneous thoughts in the hearts of beings from the Outer Realm, the technique of becoming a demon, the divine skills of transforming into a demon!"

Wu Yuan’s body shook as he exclaimed, "Pang Jian!"

He was extremely grateful that back in the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land, when facing foreign enemies, he had chosen to side with Pang Jian in shared enmity, never abandoning him.

In Purgatory, through numerous tribulations, he had always stood with Pang Jian, which allowed him to rise to the ranks of True Gods in Purgatory and led to his gains today.

"Those who seek the Demon Path, those who ask for the Way of the Demon, are all Demon Gods. The True Gods of the Human Race, as long as they adhere to the Demon Path, are also leaders among Demon Gods."

Wu Yuan calmed his tumultuous mind and focused on sorting out the secrets of the Demon Path, advancing rapidly.

...

On a verdant green leaf.

Li Yuqing, with the Sky-splitting Sword on her back, was bound by the dense Supernatural Ability of life. Her bones, viscera, and Dantian were filled with the transformative Divine Power.

Her weakness lay in the insufficient refinement of her Divine Body.

She had exceptional potential in the Domain of Fate, but every time she used Divine Skills to kill enemies and summoned the River of Destiny, she was actually wreaking havoc on herself.

Foreseeing the future, seeing the past and present life of the opponent, the caster would also suffer backlash.

Therefore, she also suffered severe physical injuries unknowingly, merely enduring because of her youth, without showing early signs of underlying problems.

But she was aware of her condition and understood that it couldn’t be resolved quickly.

"All the hidden dangers were removed, and my bones and organs were forcibly forged, enabling me to endure more backlash."

Li Yuqing’s eyes shone brightly.

"Everyone, it’s everyone!"

Looking at the True Gods from Purgatory perched on the tree crown, Pang Ling said with a slight smile, "Father, it’s good to have you."

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