The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 983 - 942: Yearning for the Future

"Crack!"

The sound of a God Status shattering first emerged in the mind of a Spirit Race warrior.

That middle-level God of the Spirit Race, tall and with a somber face, fell into utter silence in an instant.

"Crack," the sound continued without cease.

Excluding Ying Yue, Han Yi, and Muduo, all the Extraterritorial God Spirits in the Ruins Realm had their God Status shattered and died in succession.

Yan Lie, Cang Feng, Mu Ya, Aman, Shajia—all did not escape this fate.

In the current Ruins Realm, God Spirits were as fragile as paper models, easily extinguished by Pang Jian.

The majority of them had spent epochs exploring insights and engaging in countless battles, crawling and stumbling on their path to become God Spirits.

Having attained eternal life, they could have been content with their status, ruling over a Star Domain, enjoying the worship and offerings of billions of subjects.

Only because they yearned for higher realms, wishing to witness more dazzling vistas, they tirelessly pursued their goals, which, ironically, led to this pitiful end.

"This..."

The Moon Goddess, who had arrived at Han Yi’s Divine Platform, turned her head to look behind her, her bright eyes filled with shock.

Yan Lie, who had so desperately pressured her and left her and Han Yi without recourse, had just like that died with his God Status shattered, without even a symbolic struggle.

Cang Feng and Mu Ya, the two most capable generals under the seat of the Wisdom Goddess, renowned high Gods across the Star Domains, also fell silent in an instant.

The Ruins Realm World was now littered with the corpses of God Spirits!

Ying Yue, who had never participated in a great cosmic battle nor experienced the wars in the Misty Sea, had never seen such a mass descent of God Spirits until now!

"Pang Jian!"

Han Yi stood still, staring at that figure hanging beneath the heavens, likewise uncertain what to do.

By now, the Ruins Realm had drifted away from the Mysterious Fog Sea, surrounded by the Desolate Star River.

His eyes, unrestrained, saw the same scene as Ying Yue through the Ruins Realm’s radiant Boundary Wall—stars roaring, limbs and fragments of Divine Platforms scattered everywhere.

Ying Yue hadn’t lied!

Those God Spirits who didn’t escape into the Mysterious Fog Sea in time were indeed bombarded and killed by Pang Jian controlling the stars, the same tragedy reflected in the Ruins Realm!

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"Divine Consciousness, Dao of Laws, vitality of flesh and blood, Divine Power..."

Pang Jian, beneath the canopy of heaven, felt the changes brought about by the deathly silence of the God Spirits, realizing that the death of any God Spirit in the Ruins Realm was like being meticulously dismantled by him.

Those who died in the Ruins Realm had all their life’s achievements absorbed by it, becoming nutrients for its growth.

Yan Lie, Aman, Shajia—God Spirits of different ranks who had spent tens of thousands of years understanding the laws, their refined Divine Power and Divine Consciousness—he could easily capture and absorb at will.

If he wished, he could infuse a type of Dao of Laws into the beings of the Ruins Realm in the simplest way possible.

His eyes flickered, his mind and will enveloped the entire Ruins Realm, and he saw insects, birds, and those newly born creatures.

He had a feeling that as long as it was within the Ruins Realm World, infusing the Divine Power, Divine Aura, and Dao of Laws of the fallen God Spirits into the bodies of birds and insects could trigger a wild transformation in those beings.

Within the Ruins Realm, he was the creator, the source of laws, also the cornerstone of the Great Tao!

"I am Sovereign!"

"In one’s own territory, within one’s own God’s Domain, one should rule over everything!"

A sudden epiphany burst forth in his mind!

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The boundless Outer Star River.

Above the various Star Domains and stars.

"Our God, has fallen!"

"Our faith!"

In the many worlds outside, on those stars teeming with vibrant life, in the grand and majestic Divine Temples constructed one after another, cries of anguish from various Alien Tribes could be heard.

Countless beings mourned.

Just then, they could no longer feel the presence of their gods of faith; the Divine Statues made of sacred wood, God Stones, and divine earth were conduits between God Spirits and their followers.

At this moment, many divine statues were devoid of any trace of Divine Aura, emanating a faint sense of death.

This signified the fall of their God Spirits.

A terror-stricken, frantic, and bewildered atmosphere spread among the stars harboring life, leaving the extraterritorial beings directionless, unsure of what had transpired.

"Chaos Star River" God Spirits, those of the Ruins Realm, the spread of death was relentless.

God Spirits who had not followed the two Sovereigns to battle in the Mysterious Fog Sea were in immense fear, worried that God of the Void Tianyu would suddenly open the path of guidance and drag them into the Hall of Gods to join the battle.

"God Luo, Wisdom Goddess, the two who jointly instigated that war, how could they have collapsed so quickly?"

"What, or who, did they encounter?"

"Who has the power to confront them, to challenge the Hall of Gods?"

The surviving God Spirits communicated through their Secret Skills.

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On a star inhabited by the Ghost Demon Clan.

The spire-shaped Demon Palace stood tower after tower, filled with sorrow and despair.

Many members of the Ghost Demon Clan were now gathered in a vast square, looking up at a handsome Demon Clan man.

A dark golden Divine Sword rested on his lap as he sat suspended in midair, his expression serene.

"A Yuan!"

"A Yuan, Lord!"

"A Yuan, you’ve finally returned!"

Many of the Ghost Demon Clan elders, with their breaths waning and near death, wept as they knelt on the ground.

The tragic plight of the Extraterritorial Demon Race had spread throughout the entire Demon Realm.

The few Demon Gods born of the Ghost Demon Clan, after being held captive by the Hall of Gods for a long time, had also fallen one after another.

Wails of despair echoed across the major demon domains.

Through various means, they learned that due to the Demon Gods’ support of a young Human Race man from Purgatory, they had offended the Wisdom Goddess and God Luo.

As a result, the two Sovereigns used the power of the Hall of Gods to suppress the Demon Gods one by one.

Soon, the Demon Gods began to die in large numbers, and the statues of the Demon Gods in the Demon Palace shattered.

Powerful demon clans like the Ghost Demon Clan had recently been living in terror and despair, fearing there would be no future for the Demon Clan and that they would be placed at the very bottom among the alien tribes. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Even the risk of extinction loomed!

In such circumstances, a member of the Ghost Demon Clan, who had left a marked history, actually appeared on the ancestral lands of the Ghost Demon Clan, and in the form of a High-tier Demon God no less!

"The calamity within the Misty Sea has begun, and our Demon Clan has made a different choice from the other tribes, putting all our chips on Pang Jian from the Human Race."

Source Demon’s expression gradually became more solemn as he raised his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down.

But the clansmen of the Ghost Demon Clan did not stop their clamor at his gesture; in fact, they grew even louder.

"He Motian has lost his mind!"

"What were those lords thinking? Choosing a Purgatory human is to make enemies with the four major Sovereigns, right?"

"Those who ventured from the Mysterious Fog Sea, which one of them has met a good end? Even Lord Demon Sky, who was born from the fortunes of the Mysterious Fog Sea, did not dare to confront the Hall of Gods. Didn’t He likewise fall?"

"To ally with the Human Race, is it not to drag our Demon Clan down with them?"

"He Motian is not of our true Demon Clan lineage; He must have ulterior motives, wishing to sink our Demon Clan!"

The elderly of the Ghost Demon Clan bitterly accused He Motian, and they also complained about Luan Ji, Ti Wei, and Qi Ling, the three Great Demon Gods.

From any perspective, choosing the Purgatory Human Tribe from the Misty Sea was an irrational act.

It was irresponsible to the entire Demon Clan!

"It’s too early to speak of defeat now; we may not necessarily lose, the Demon Clan is not so defeated."

Source Demon, maintaining an image of dignity and solemnity, still patiently persuaded these clansmen to believe in the decisions of the Great Demon Gods.

However, due to the dire situation and the many fallen Demon Gods, no matter how eloquently He spoke, it was useless.

The clansmen of the Ghost Demon Clan, as well as branches of the major demon clans like the Devil Scale Tribe, Hei Mo clan, and Horned Demon Clan, all believed that those Great Demon Gods had gone mad, intent on pushing the Demon Clan towards doom.

"Old Clan Leader, I’ve just received news that the god spirits who went with the two Sovereigns to crusade the Mysterious Fog Sea are dying in large numbers!"

A Demon Clan warrior responsible for gathering information suddenly burst out from a palace; his gaze fell on Source Demon as he screamed at the top of his lungs: "Several dozens of god spirits have died!"

"Dozens?" The Old Clan Leader of the Ghost Demon Clan was utterly shocked.

In the vast depths of the Star River, what level of war could cause the fall of dozens of god spirits?

"Yan Lie, Cang Feng, Mu Ya, all of them have died in battle!"

The Ghost Demon Clan warrior repeated the shocking news with a trembling voice.

"Ah!?"

All the Ghost Demon clansmen who had gathered there were startled by these words, some turning deathly pale.

Those individuals’ fame was no less than that of He Motian and Luan Ji; they were top-tier High Gods, with Sovereigns supporting them from behind.

Who could have killed them?

And who would have such audacity and courage?

"Pang Jian!"

That name almost jumped out directly from Source Demon’s mind.

Without any thought, He felt that the one who could cause the fall of many gods had to be the well-known Pang Jian!

As soon as the name Pang Jian took root in His mind, the connection between Him and Pang Jian was established, and He sensed the presence of two enormous entities.

And they were together in the same starry sky!

"Such a strong Soul Magnetic Field!"

Source Demon was thunderstruck.

In His perception, Pang Jian was like two huge energy magnetic fields, surrounded by layers upon layers of deep seas of laws, like a behemoth mixed with various alien powers and laws.

Aside from the Sovereigns, He had never sensed such a terrifying presence from any other being.

The next moment, two scenes were projected, infusing into His spiritual deep sea, allowing Him to see the anomalies occurring in the "Chaos Star River" and the Ruin Domain.

He saw that in the Desolate Star River, the stars were mobilized by Pang Jian’s Primordial Spirit, witnessing the remains of many god spirits.

He also saw within the innards of the Ruins Realm World, god spirits like Yan Lie, Cang Feng, and Mu Ya, whose God Status shattered, leaving remnants in the void.

"Indeed!"

Source Demon took a deep breath, heart pounding, and said, "The gods who crusaded against the Mysterious Fog Sea, all slaughtered by Pang Jian! All the fallen god spirits died at the hands of Pang Jian!"

On the ancestral Star of the Ghost Demon Clan, all the clansmen who heard these words were instantly stunned.

The noisy, bustling square suddenly fell silent.

"If this battle can be won, emerging from Purgatory, the Human Race, and us along with those demons from the Misty Sea, will welcome an unprecedented prosperity! A glorious age for humans and demons may just unfold from this battle!"

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