The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 878 - 838: Amazing Military Achievements

"Aoow!"

The Old Thunder Dragon that flew out from a Divine Temple, now situated within the shattered domain of Mou Qi, was actually absorbing the Qi and Blood and Divine Power that scattered after Mou Qi’s Divine Body exploded.

The remnants of Mou Qi’s limbs and flesh rapidly became pure Qi and Blood essence, flowing within the dragon body of the Old Dragon.

Drab gray Divine Aura, strands of faint Divine Consciousness, were being drawn by the nine great Thunder Vortices of the Old Dragon.

The departed Long Xiao, as if wanting to resurrect through Mou Qi!

"Boom!"

The nine great Thunder Vortices present because of this Thunder Dragon’s existence were engulfing Mou Qi’s Divine Power and Divine Aura. They were actually refining and forging the most critical nutrients with the "Original Demon Fusion Spell."

This strange scene left Pang Jian somewhat astonished.

He didn’t expect that, after Mou Qi’s fall, the Old Dragon manifested by the Thunder Divine Court not only failed to return to the Thunder Pond but also sought to reappear in the world through all of Mou Qi’s remnants.

The Thunder Pond, having been restored to the Thunder Divine Court, still hid such a profound secret?

Or...

Pang Jian’s Primordial Spirit quietly probed the secrets of the shrunken Thunder Divine Court.

He suddenly discovered that the Soul Mystique he had comprehended from the Sea of Souls, his life divinity through God Luo, and the life Alien Power from Yuan Yi, the elevated Law of Life, appeared also to be imprinted on the bronze lands of the Thunder Divine Court.

Soul and life, these two powers merged into one, possessing the miraculous power to resurrect living beings!

And because the Old Thunder Dragon, who once struck fear in Purgatory and had been gravely wounded by him, was an extremely outstanding Thunder God, it seemed to have left a deep trace within the Thunder Pond.

These traces had long been integrated into the Thunder Pond, becoming a part of the Thunder Divine Court.

With the activation of the soul and the mystique of life, the Old Dragon’s strongest Bloodline Divine Power was stimulated by the Thunder Divine Court. In one fell swoop, not only did it kill Mou Qi, but it also directly embarked on the path to resurrection.

"Thunder God!"

"We also wish to live once again!"

"Please, Thunder God, slay more God Spirits to accumulate power for our resurrection!"

"..."

Within the Thunder Divine Court, there were many vestiges of wills from previous Thunder Gods, now also restless.

The revival of the Divine Court caused this Divine Artifact of the Thunder God to start exuding more wonders, becoming so changed that even Pang Jian could no longer recognize it.

"No, the original Thunder Pond was certainly not this bizarre!"

Pang Jian’s mind was clear.

The most potent form of the Thunder Divine Court did not possess the ability to resurrect living beings.

This Thunder Divine Court, in the hands of the Thunder God, only possessed the dominating force to annihilate all beings, lacking other extraordinary abilities!

"It is me!"

Pang Jian’s eyes sparkled.

He immediately realized that because he, not the Thunder God, was now in control of the Thunder Divine Court, this Divine Court possessed so many new wonders!

"Perhaps, if the Thunder Divine Court continues to evolve, it could transform into a Dominion-class Divine Artifact!"

While thinking this, he noticed that Mou Qi’s Divine Aura, Divine Power, Divine Blood, and sinews, after being engulfed and refined by the nine great Thunder Vortices, were all being used to forge the Old Thunder Dragon. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

A dragon body, long and sinuous, with blue Scale Armor moving like surging waves or leaves, and vigorous dragon breath, was being rapidly cast in a short period of time.

"Ao!"

The sound of dragon chanting rose once more.

Together with the contraction of the nine great Thunder Vortices, this familiar Old Dragon, which Pang Jian knew all too well, was also rapidly contracting.

In the blink of an eye, the blue Old Thunder Dragon had shrunk to the thickness of a little finger, agile like a wriggling little snake, and "swoosh," it disappeared into thin air.

Subsequently, a small blue dragon appeared, swimming around in the Thunder Pond.

Deeply astonished, Pang Jian gave the Thunder Pond a deep glance, when suddenly he heard an unusual noise.

"Crack!"

Like the Heaven Gate being closed, like the void being sealed, like the cracks in the earth being solidified.

The space rift that connected to his True Body and the Seventh Realm of Purgatory also disappeared after the strange noise.

The Primordial Spirit still had Soul Sensing with the True Body in Purgatory.

But the space could no longer be torn apart by the Realm God Card.

"Fu Ya!"

Pang Jian’s heart sank, knowing that what he had feared most had still unavoidably happened.

The Wisdom Goddess nearby had definitely abandoned the Stone Eater, gathering most of her strength to surround and attempt to crush him.

"Divine Sense!"

He silently activated his Divine Skills.

But he found that those bits of Divine Consciousness that had spread out to scout the Stone Eater had all vanished without a trace.

Fu Ya had not only arrived, but had also silently eliminated all his deployed "spies," making it impossible for him to detect anything.

"Still not fast enough..."

With a cold face, Pang Jian draped Mo Tian Overlord’s robe over himself.

His Primordial Spirit was above the Thunder Pond, still possessing the Realm God Card of Firethorn, placed beneath the Thunder Pond, and continued to remotely control the body of Firethorn with his True Body.

At the moment, his true self was still in the Seventh Layer of Purgatory, and even if his Primordial Spirit was harmed, the True Body could still survive in the world.

"It’s a good thing I didn’t recklessly come here directly with my True Body."

Pang Jian, who was on guard, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly piloted the Realm God Card and fled in the opposite direction from Firethorn.

"The master has arrived!"

Mu Ya, who was bound by Mo Tian’s Robe and severely injured by a mistake from the Thunder Divine Court, felt the presence of the Wisdom Goddess and said, "Mou Qi is dead!"

"Master, Mou Qi has been blasted to death by Pang Jian using the Thunder Pond!"

Mu Ya, with her gentle and virtuous appearance, had a tall and massive figure with large areas of scorch marks.

And streaks of thunder and lightning occasionally burst forth on her body, which she extinguished with the Divine Power within her.

This newly raised High God had spent most of her life exploring the Outer Star River and didn’t have much sense of the perils of the Misty Sea.

Until today!

The scene of Mou Qi being blasted to death by Pang Jian using the Thunder Pond replayed like a nightmare in her mind.

She found it hard to accept.

Mou Qi was a higher-ranking God Spirit than she was, one of Fu Ya’s most capable generals, with even higher-grade Divine Artifacts.

How could he have been so easily killed by Pang Jian?

Were all the feats about Pang Jian that came from the realms of Purgatory and Netherworld really true?

Did he truly force the notoriously brutal and ferocious Old Ape of the Misty Sea to retreat from the Nether Hell World?

Did the Great Demon God Fa Jie also withdraw helplessly because of him?

In Purgatory, could it be that God Luo and Yan Lie both failed because of him?

Mu Ya, somewhat distraught, watched Pang Jian’s Primordial Spirit and the possessed Firethorn break through the shattered "River of Wisdom" and leave far behind.

She no longer had the courage to pursue them.

Just like her, Yan Lie who had earlier been full of bluster, also hovered with a bitter taste in his mouth.

Because Mou Qi was dead.

Mou Qi was weaker than he was; he had not taken Mou Qi seriously and was confident that he could defeat him.

But Mou Qi was a High God who was effortlessly killed by Pang Jian with a Thunder Pond after reviving the Thunder Divine Court, simply by pulling out a wildly violent Thunder Dragon.

That was a High God!

With a High God being so easily slain by Pang Jian using the Thunder Pond, what chance did he, Yan Lie, have to prevail?

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