The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 959 - 918: The Advent of the Black Phoenix

"Choosing to be reborn in the body of a Thunder Dragon from the Ancient Demon Clan, that one seems to have little confidence in themselves," Pang Lin said with a cold smile. "No matter how strong you were, even as the ’First Thunder God,’ you might not be able to withstand my time seal."

Glancing at the Black Crystal Magic Sphere in his hand, Ling Xuan’s squinted eyes revealed some impatience.

The action to eradicate the Human True Gods in the "Mysterious Fog Sea" had become rather dull to Him at this point.

"Chi!"

Suddenly, all the spatial rifts that had burst open began to heal abnormally one by one.

Ziwu got a big scare and, with a burst of energy, dashed out of a crack just in time, screaming in panic, "Who? Who’s stirring the ripples of the void, making an enemy of my Void Clan?"

"It’s me."

Pang Lin’s voice drifted out.

The voice was sweet, like a girl next door talking with a playful smile.

The Alien God Spirits from beyond the sky looked around at each other, wondering where the voice was coming from.

Lin Baixiang, Du Tianyan, Mu Qingya, and other ancient True Gods, who were struggling to resist the contamination of evil life forces in a blood-red world, also showed perplexed looks.

Who was it?

The regretful gods all searched for the source of the voice, but none could determine its location.

"Xiaolinzi?!"

Su Wenrou from Pure Land trembled sharply. Her clear eyes clouded with confusion as she asked excitedly, "Is it you? Xiaolinzi?"

How could she not recognize the voice of Pang Lin?

From the moment Pang Lin first appeared in Pure Land, she had regarded him as the future pillar of the Sect, pouring all Sect resources into his cultivation and giving him all her insights into cultivation.

Pang Lin had lived up to expectations, advancing through the ranks at a stunning pace, and shining brightly in the world.

Yet to this day, she still couldn’t understand Pang Lin’s true origin or know where Pang Lin had gone.

In her dreams, she couldn’t imagine that when everyone was in a desperate situation, with no one believing they could escape this massacre, she would suddenly hear the voice of Pang Lin.

"I must be dreaming, right? It must be the overwhelming power of Ling Yun that has shocked me, leading to these impractical and random thoughts,"

Su Wenrou thought to herself.

However, at the next moment.

"Master, it’s me."

Pang Lin’s voice rose again!

This time the voice was no longer sweet but was filled with supreme authority, cold and solemn, as if He could decree the life and death of all beings with a single word.

The voice was unfamiliar, something Su Wenrou had never heard before.

But the conveyed meaning was firm.

It was Pang Lin! It was that girl who had been favored by the remains of Heaven Phoenix and had cultivated in Pure Land for many years!

That was her disciple!

"Xiaolinzi!" After the initial shock, Su Wenrou suddenly shrieked with a trembling voice, "No matter how you’re transmitting your voice, do not have any more connection with this world! This place is extremely dangerous; we are doomed to not survive, destined to be buried here!"

"Xiaolinzi, stop transmitting your voice! Lest those creatures trace it back to you, and you die because of it!"

"Live well for me! Go and tell your brother, and also tell those juniors from Purgatory to never leave Purgatory, never!"

"..."

Su Wenrou urgently repeated her admonitions.

The world beyond was so harsh; all the elder Human True Gods who had fled were doomed to destruction.

The new generation, like them, would also perish in the "Mysterious Fog Sea," and miracles were impossible.

The splendor and civilization of the starry sky beyond that the Human Race longed for never existed.

The beyond never belonged to the Human Race!

The destiny of the Human True Gods who had once left, those who had broken out of the cage, and those who would in the future, was the same after truly stepping into the vast Outer Star River.

—Only death.

With this in mind, why not stay in Purgatory forever?

Su Wenrou wished that her beloved disciple could live peacefully in Purgatory, discarding any thoughts of soaring beyond the sky and live a carefree life in Purgatory.

As a master, as the Sect Master of Pure Land, she felt it her responsibility to guide Pang Lin to a path of survival.

"Girl, you must live well for me! After I die, it will be up to you to take charge of Pure Land and ensure our Sect can continue to stand!"

Su Wenrou screamed out her final plea.

"Pang Lin?"

"Is that the voice of Pang Lin?"

"How... how did she manage to transmit her voice to this starry river?"

Li Wang, Zhu Ji, and others looked around in confusion, with a tide of doubts rising in their hearts.

Suddenly, Pu Zhaotian noticed the God of Life, an invincible being that could only be described with the "World Tree" above Him, showing a rare look of deep contemplation.

From the moment He appeared, Ling Yun’s gaze towards everyone had been as if looking at ants.

This included those High Gods from beyond like Ling Xuan; in the sight of Ling Yun, they were all the same.

How could an ancient God of Life like Ling Yun reveal such a heavy expression because of the voice of Pang Lin?

"Strange."

Pu Zhaotian muttered to himself.

While Ziwu, Ling Xuan, and other Alien God Spirits were all puzzled, Ling Yun suddenly let out a soft sigh and said, "I haven’t heard your voice for many years."

Pang Lin’s changed voice went unnoticed by others, but He found it all too familiar.

Even within the Ruin Domain’s realm, when Pang Lin manifested a Divine Shadow, it was not a voice like this.

He was familiar with Pang Lin, or rather, He was familiar with that terrifying and boundless Black Phoenix, deeply aware of what even a slight change in Pang Lin’s voice signified.

"Ah!"

Finally, everyone perceived Ling Yun’s abnormal reaction.

"Lord Ling Yun!" Ling Xuan’s heart trembled greatly, realizing something was amiss, and he called out, "Who is it? Lord, who is speaking?"

Only a few beings capable of commanding such gravitas from Ling Yun could be found both beyond the stars and in the Misty Sea. If such an influential voice could emerge here, then the body it belonged to could surely arrive as well.

"Crack!"

A piece of the void shattered loudly, like a pane of glass.

Different from a spatial rift, within that broken void appeared a corridor, at the end of which was a star surrounded by the utmost black divine light.

"Dark Star!"

"The Dark Star of the Ancient Demon World!"

"The black star refined by the Black Phoenix!"

The gods from beyond the heavens turned pale at the sight.

As the Dark Star emerged, an infinite tide of Dark Divine Power spread like ocean waves, instantly filling the void where the spatial corridor was located.

Soon after, a petite and exquisite silhouette stepped out of the corridor, one step at a time.

She stood in everyone’s view, dazzling and eye-catching.

Because of the blinding lightning that wrapped around her, because her dispersing aura merged with the darkness, and because the oppressive force she brought made it difficult for the gods to even breathe.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared mightily.

"Whoosh! Whoosh Whoosh!"

Destruction, chaos, slaughter—a wild, furious, and terrifying Alien Power reverberated within the Dark Divine Power, exploding wave after wave, advancing the spread of the darkness.

Quickly, the Dark Divine Power she brought intermingled with the life magnetic waves released by Ling Yun.

Countless Law Silent Lightning, like dragons of Electric Snakes, entwined and sparked, creating a world-ending light that scattered everywhere.

The two who once stood tall in the Outer Star River and the Misty Sea, now in reborn bodies and with Divine Skills, began their first clash.

Born from Pang Lin’s Heavenly Dao Laws, visibly ordered chains beat wildly against Ling Yun’s life essence.

Countless spatial rifts burst open, and this "Illusory Void Realm," abandoned for years, simply couldn’t withstand the sudden divine conflict ignited by two ancient beings.

Heavens collapsed, desolate stars were pierced by streams of divine light, and in an instant, they crumbled into dust.

The complete void exploded piece by piece; numerous Law Silent Lightning, as if possessing spiritual consciousness, ripped at each other’s supreme Great Tao, distorting this world.

"Such divine might!"

"Such Divine Power!"

"It must be that Black Phoenix!"

The gods from beyond the heavens were dumbstruck, retreating subconsciously as if facing the most terrifying Demon.

The Human True Gods near the World Tree looked at Pang Lin, so bright amid endless darkness, with a sense of ghostly unfamiliarity.

"She..."

As her master, Su Wenrou’s shock was indescribable.

Despite her best efforts to understand, she couldn’t imagine her disciple, whom she had personally taught, would appear so abruptly as everyone neared death.

And she clashed with the breathtaking ancient World Tree in a manner incomprehensible to her—without showing any sign of weakness!

"She is that Black Phoenix we saw in the Seventh Realm! Master Su, what kind of disciple have you taken in?" Li Wang’s teeth chattered.

"Black Phoenix!"

Pu Zhaotian’s shoulders shook violently, and the Sword Spirit within his Divine Sword emitted a piercing hum.

Wu Yuan froze for a long while before finally coming to a realization, whispering, "So that’s how it is."

Without needing anyone else’s explanation, through the attitude of the Alien God Spirits, through Ling Yun’s solemn expression, and through the overwhelming divine might displayed by Pang Lin, how could he still doubt Pang Lin’s identity?

Other than that Black Phoenix, who had fallen in the Mysterious Fog Sea and required multiple Sovereigns to resist, who else could Ling Yun fear so much?

In fact, among those who contributed the most to Ling Yun’s demise, the Black Phoenix was the foremost!

"Whoosh!"

A massive mirror suddenly flew out of the spatial corridor, suspending itself high in the air over the "Illusory Void Realm."

It filled the entire sky of the realm!

It paused abruptly, and all the burst spatial rifts immediately healed; the fragmented void was smoothed out in an instant, returning to its original state.

As long as it existed, the space of a Star River was secure, unbreakable by any divine power.

"Illusory Void Realm!"

It was only at this moment that Ziwu understood why the spatial rifts torn apart by Him and the other Void Clan God Spirits had turned out that way.

Why He had never been able to communicate with the leader, Tianyu.

The Void Clan’s ancestral Divine Object, which had been revered for generations, was now in the hands of that Black Phoenix and had even been brought to the "Illusory Void Realm" to suppress Them.

"I have come from the Ancient Demon World and will take you all alive from this world; what I owe to Purgatory, what I owe to it, I will repay today."

Amidst the advancing ripples of darkness, Pang Lin floated above the World Tree to face the God of Life, Ling Yun directly.

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