The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 957 - 916: The Momentum of Overwhelming

"The loser?"

Above the "World Tree," already showing signs of withering, the Divine Body of Ling Yun existed within the light and shadow surrounded by the Law of Life, as if the creator of the "Mysterious Fog World."

"Huff! Huff, huff!"

Visibly, waves of life energy rippled outwards, layer upon layer, instilling a strong unease in the gods.

Ling Yun’s expression was indifferent, and a swirl of life force slowly stirred at his brow, exuding an aura capable of plundering the vitality of heaven and earth.

The Alien God Spirits who descended here, as well as those Human True Gods, found the refined vitality hidden within their bodies, the core life forces, all influenced by the life swirl at His brow.

Many ancient beings that had vanished in the long river of time faintly appeared behind Him in the void, seemingly as puppets of god spirits refined by Him.

Gazing at Him, everyone felt as if they were beholding a supremely malevolent being of heaven and earth.

"Thump! Thump, thump!"

Everyone’s heartbeat accelerated, their blood infiltrated by His Law of Life, turning their meridians and Bloodline Crystal Chains into an entangled mess.

"If you were the victor, you wouldn’t be here," Dong Tianze said, unruffled, as he felt the overwhelming pressure and the strange mutations of the myriad bloodlines within his body.

He spoke bluntly, "The so-called victor should still reign supreme over the Mysterious Fog Sea, should still be the First Realm God."

"At the start, you were defeated and perished. And now, in your struggle against Pang Jian, you have lost the Ruin Domain."

"If you’re not the loser, then who is?"

In this shattered spatial Array, where the vacuum exploded into oblivion, there was no such thing as a retreat—either die at this moment or obliterate all invading god spirits. There was no third option.

Dong Tianze stood alone, without family or kin, only close friends.

He never feared death.

To him, being able to step out of Purgatory, to witness the scenery beyond the vast Star River, was fulfillment enough for a lifetime.

Now, he was in the Outer Star River, having met those seniors from Purgatory he had admired in his youth, and had ventured through the Dark Cloud Star Region and the Mysterious Fog World.

For him, his life was already without regrets.

Kowtowing and groveling for mercy before an ancient God of Life such as Ling Yun was the last thing he wanted. He would rather die than do that.

"Not even Fuya or the Black Phoenix would dare to speak to me like this," Ling Yun hummed lightly and raised his hand toward Dong Tianze.

In the palm of His hand, a swath of sanguine otherworld appeared, dripping with gemstone-like vital blood, shimmering like stars, far more than the bloodlines Dong Tianze had collected.

"The Great Tao you yearn for, I am its ultimate destination; you could spend your entire life and still not achieve what I have."

"Saying I am a loser?"

Ling Yun couldn’t be bothered to waste more words, the sanguine world in His hand suddenly pressed down.

Countless gemstone-like vital blood, like a Star River cascading down, reached the top of Dong Tianze’s skull, hovering with a powerful suction force.

"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"

The blood of various races obtained from the Heavenly Phoenix and Pang Jian glittered, drawn out by Ling Yun in this manner all at once.

This included the dense blood energy within Dong Tianze.

Dong Tianze’s cultivation realm, in a state of defiance, couldn’t stop dropping, instantly losing the True God rank, degenerating into a mortal cultivator on the brink of death.

"Still want to talk tough?" Ling Yun asked indifferently.

"I..."

Dong Tianze’s face was ferocious, his mouth twisted in a sneer, but with a "boom," exploded into a spray of flesh and blood.

A shower of bloody rain followed, within which were his images, the traces of the Phoenix soaring, and the miraculous essence of various race’s blood.

A bloody Divine Sword, along with Dong Tianze’s remnants, scattered in midair, from within which the Sword Spirit let out a mournful wail.

"Why bother?"

"Hadn’t we agreed long ago to just pursue our own paths of strength? Knowing who He is, knowing He is invincible, why provoke Him?"

"Now that you’re dead, what am I to do?"

The Sword Spirit of the Bloodthirsty Blade transformed into a blood shadow roaming within the blade, feeling its end was also near.

"Dong Xiaozi!"

Pu Zhaotian suddenly screamed.

He had contributed much to the making of this peculiar True God, even bestowing the Bloodthirsty Blade.

Pei Lin’s death only made him feel frustrated and unbearable; after all, his interactions with Pei Lin had been limited, without much emotional bond.

But he had invested a lot in Dong Tianze.

In his heart, he had treated Dong Tianze as a member of the Sword Tower; he never thought Dong Tianze would be the second to fall after Pei Lin.

In the void where dust and debris settled, strong beings like Li Wang and Su Wenrou, Zhu Ji, as well as the new generation like Li Yuqing and Wu Yuan, also grieved over the fates of Pei Lin and Dong Tianze.

After the God of Life Ling Yun appeared, the power He displayed brought them to despair.

The fierce battle among gods suddenly came to a halt.

Whether it was the god spirits from the Outer Star River or the Human True Gods who stepped out of Purgatory, upon witnessing the appearance of the Ancient God of Life Ling Yun and His invincible stance slaughtering Pei Lin and Dong Tianze, they were all deeply shaken.

Everyone could feel that Ling Yun had not returned to the Dominator Realm, at best He was merely at the level of a High God.

Yet, the methods Ling Yun displayed made everyone take notice.

It also made everyone acutely aware that any Sovereign resurrected from death should not be judged by their current realm.

A Sovereign is a Sovereign, even if they have died once before!

...

Inside the Ruin Domain, at the heart of the God and Demon Origin Academy.

Pang Jian’s body trembled as he was filled with a sorrowful sentiment, telepathically communicating with the Sea of Souls in the Netherworld Prison, persistently transmitting messages and will.

"Find a way to send me to the Mysterious Dust Realm!"

"I need to go to the Mysterious Dust Realm!"

He repeatedly reached out to Pang Lin, hoping to leverage the "Illusory Void Realm" to directly access that distant realm and have another confrontation with that Ancient God of Life that everyone profoundly felt powerless against!

Because Dong Tianze had died!

Through the branches and leaves of the World Tree, he had seen very clearly the scene of Dong Tianze’s death from multiple perspectives.

Memories flowed like streams into the sea of his soul, the past of how he and Dong Tianze, from enemies to comrades-in-arms due to a series of fortunate and unfortunate events, was so vivid and clear at this moment.

"Ling Yun!"

Pang Jian’s inner cry was like thunder, exploding across the Ruins Realm World.

The tidal wave of emotions that arose within him set off energy fluctuations throughout the Ruin Domain, igniting on many Star Continents, turning into clusters of light rain and Star Flows. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

They were brilliant, tumultuous, imbued with a thick sense of violent rage.

"This man must be insane."

Muduo was shocked to his core.

In the forest star where He resided, terrible energy waves also exploded, in an instant destroying millions of miles of woodland border, causing the ground to crack open, even the Plant Spirit Energy contained Pang Jian’s fury.

Such apocalyptic scenes made Muduo realize that Pang Jian’s harmony with the Ruin Domain had reached an extremely high level.

The disarray in Pang Jian’s heart could cause the collapse and destruction of the Ruin Domain, turning carefully refined stars and continents into nothingness in a short time.

"He is now the will of the Ruin Domain’s world, the root of the Great Tao of this side of the universe. If he loses mental control, the Ruin Domain will undoubtedly cease to exist."

"What on earth happened to drive him to this state?"

Muduo wanted to emerge and remind Pang Jian to calm down and not to be reckless, but was worried that it might backfire and that he would become an outlet for Pang Jian’s loss of control.

"Just hope he can figure it out himself and emerge from this state, not letting the Ruin Domain end up in ruins."

Muduo muttered.

"Brother, I am here."

After an unknown amount of time, Pang Lin’s divine voice echoed through the Sea of Souls, softly saying, "I feel your rage, and I know something has happened to Brother Dong."

"Brother, beings like you and me should not lose our sanity so easily."

"Rest assured, Brother Dong once sheltered me in Purgatory, and I have a way to bring him back to life. From the moment he integrated a drop of my essence blood and became a Heavenly Phoenix Guard, he left a mark in my hands."

"Just wait a moment regarding the Mysterious Dust Realm."

Pang Lin comforted from another part of the void.

...

Mysterious Dust Realm.

"It’s over."

Ziwu let out a sigh of relief and said with ease, "Life is unpredictable, this terrifying entity who once represented the Mysterious Fog Sea in battles across the Outer Star River and nearly truly ruled the Hall of Gods has reconciled with His disciple."

This was no secret.

While alive, Ling Yun’s prestige and influence in leading the Spirit Race to the strongest of tribes had exceeded even the current Wisdom Goddess Fuya.

When He was alive, the Spirit Race was the foremost tribe in the Outer Star River, or else He would not have dared to harbor the ambition of ruling all tribes with the Spirit Race.

Now, Ling Yun’s secret arrival at the "Mysterious Dust Realm," arranged by Fuya, indicated that this master and disciple had reunited.

With Ling Yun stationed in the "Mysterious Dust Realm," how could the Human True God make any more moves?

"Let’s not mention the past between Ling Yun and Him anymore."

Ling Xuan fiddled with the Black Crystal Magic Sphere that radiated the essence of time, casting a cold glance at Ziwu and said, "My clan is about to have two Sovereigns shine together, and I do not wish your words to affect Their relationship."

Ziwu’s form shook as He naturally bowed his head and replied, "Understood."

The words from Ling Xuan also intimidated the Alien God Spirits who had stopped.

Thinking about the already powerful Spirit Race about to welcome Ling Yun’s return filled everyone with the sense that the Spirit Race might truly become the sole dominion of the Outer Star River and Mysterious Fog Sea.

With Ling Yun alone, the Spirit Race had reached terrifying heights in the past; now, with the rising Wisdom Goddess Fuya, who would dare to challenge the Spirit Race in the future?

"Huh!"

With his head lowered, Ziwu vanished into a spatial rift, intending to report through clan secret skills to Tianyu about the significant events occurring in the "Mysterious Dust Realm."

"Hmm?"

Ziwu, while in the breaking rift, suddenly paused.

Firstly, He couldn’t establish a connection with the leader as easily as usual.

And secondly...

"Something’s wrong, why can’t I find the path to return?"

This shock Ziwu felt was truly out of the ordinary.

At the other end of each spatial rift was the "Ethereal Star," controlled by the Void Clan, which served as the central hub of the Void Clan in the Outer Star River.

Looking back the way He came while inside the spatial rift, He should be able to see the valley of the "Ethereal Star" and the numerous interweaving spatial lights.

But now no matter how hard He looked, He couldn’t see anything.

"A Void Clan God Spirit like me, lost in the spatial fracture? Impossible."

The more Ziwu thought, the more He felt something was amiss.

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