The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 891 - 851: Evil God Leader

The star domain reeked of death, an enigmatic domain constructed by the Evil God Du Ling.

It was possible that this realm really existed, but what emerged in Purgatory World was not reality; this place was an illusory world reconstructed by the Path of Death and Death Force of Du Ling.

However, that continuously-refined grey-white body of Du Ling indeed had the potential to transform into a physical entity.

"Huff! Huff-huff!"

The breath of death that wafted through the Fourth Realm was absorbed by this illusory domain of God, making the Kingdom of the Dead above the stars seem increasingly real.

The laws were stabilizing, the Great Tao becoming more solidified, and the peculiarities of God’s Domain were about to re-emerge.

It seemed that once God’s Domain was completed, Du Ling’s uncanny body would also become solid and intact.

"Not yet fully materialized?"

Seeing that the Evil God before him did not answer, Pang Jian smiled faintly and said, "The ’Prison’ World in the Misty Sea is not the final destination for an evil god like you. If you’re willing to withdraw your power and leave, I can actually let you go."

Through the Bronze-faced God and Long Di of the Netherworld Prison, he knew that Human True Gods were also treated as outcast evil gods in the Outer Star River.

All god spirits not recognized by the Hall of Gods were seen as Alien Gods, Evil Gods, and were oppressed by those orthodox gods.

The Netherworld God, Human True Gods, Exotic Spirits, it was all the same.

Du Ling, once recognized as a leader by many evil gods.

Without much thought, Pang Jian was certain that the fall of Du Ling was likely due to the actions of sovereigns like Fu Ya, God of the Void, and God Luo.

In this chaotic situation, Pang Jian was quite happy to witness the path of resurrection for the Evil God Du Ling, as long as it did not happen in Purgatory.

"Purgatory..."

The reforming Evil God, standing like a javelin atop towering bone altars, was a blur.

The death breath He scattered turned into withering bone flowers, barren trees, decaying grey-white corpses, and black tombstones one after another.

In the void, the atmosphere was filled with tangible intent of death.

Things characterized by death were materializing one by one, making the whole world unbearably oppressive.

In such an environment, the life force of fleshly beings would corrode, quickly turning into Death Force.

The desire for death would grow stronger and stronger.

Yet...

Pang Jian let out a sneer, completely unaffected, and said, "Du Ling, you have come at the wrong time. If you had appeared in Purgatory like this earlier, perhaps no force could have contained you."

"Now, you are not that frightening."

Pang Jian, created with the energy of flesh and blood and the Law of Life, suddenly let out a piercing howl.

"Boom!"

The serene domain of God was suddenly riddled with many bloody holes.

The thick blood that seeped from his body poured in through those bloody holes, opposing Du Ling’s constructed domain of death, staining the desolate star domain with splashes of blood.

Pang Jian’s great path of life twisted the Divine Realm of death, unsettling the very foundation of heaven and earth.

"Thud! Thud thud!"

His body, woven from Qi and the Law of Life, had major blood vessels like supple vines, bursting with vibrant life. The crisscrossing bones made a crisp clanging sound, like jade colliding with metal.

With mastery over the mysteries of life and the essence of Qi and Blood, forging a distinctive body of flesh and blood was no longer a daunting task.

The violent Old Ape was able to revive the Ancient Demon Gods with its lifeblood; the Black Phoenix, through the Ancient Demon Clan’s blood reserve, could bring forth Ancient Demons in the Purgatory World one after another.

Pang Ling, with seeds capable of sprouting countless trees, could create endless forests and worlds.

These were all within the realm of life.

Pang Jian resolved to enter Du Ling’s domain of death because he suddenly realized that the three life mysteries he controlled were enough for him to compete with the Crossing Spirit Evil God!

Because this was Purgatory, his home ground, where he still had a connection with the Source of Metal Essence and the Soul Path Origin.

The will of this world would also bless him, absolutely not permitting a death sovereign to emerge from the extinction of the creatures of Purgatory.

Thus, Pang Jian was at ease, appearing quite relaxed.

"Purgatory, Purgatory, channeling... Death Force."

The Evil God Du Ling, still undergoing transformation, paid no heed to Pang Jian’s taunts and chanted in a strange tone.

The dead star domain born of Him then became connected with various realms beyond the skies, realms where all things had died and were shrouded in a dense breath of death.

Death energy that did not belong to Purgatory or the Misty Sea descended from the unknown expanse beyond the heavens!

In just an instant, the vague body of the Crossing Spirit Evil God became clear.

He was a somewhat gaunt man, draped in a gray robe, with grayish-white hair and beard, and an air of elegance about him.

He exuded a rich aura of death; the meridians within his body were the materialization of the Law of Death, and there was no vitality in his flesh, only the terrifying arcane secrets that transformed vitality into the alien power of death.

He, like the Pang Jian before him, was not a true divine body.

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His pupils began to move, taking on a hint of life as he observed Pang Jian.

He also observed the vast Fragment Land beyond his domain in the Purgatory Fourth Realm, sensing the Wood Tribe people who had perished because of him.

"As far as I know, high gods should not be born in Purgatory—at least, not during the era of my existence. The Purgatory Human Tribe is indeed a peculiar race."

When the Crossing Spirit Evil God spoke, his pupils shifted colors continuously, eventually settling on grayish-white.

"World Tree."

While residing within his own domain, the Crossing Spirit glanced over and saw the astonishingly transforming Pang Ling, saying, "You’ve managed to fuse two exceptional and unique Laws of Life into this young Divine Tree. Good, you can help me resurrect faster, for my resurrection must draw upon tremendous vitality."

He was the one who had chased the "World Tree" from the Dark Cloud Star Region to its death.

He had intended to use that "World Tree," as the key for his future resurrection.

The Path of Death he had comprehended contained a strange secret skill for resurrection, which required the most vigorous life essence as its foundation.

That "World Tree" was precisely what he needed.

He knew that in his rise to sovereignty, he would definitely encounter numerous obstacles.

He might even perish as a result.

Thus, he left himself a contingency, designating that "World Tree" as the key to his resurrection and secretly imprinting his core death mark onto it.

His judgment proved to be accurate.

When he was about to become a Sovereign, he was persecuted by those so-called righteous gods and indeed fell.

Many years passed, and a brand new "World Tree" found the dead one, triggering the death mark he had secretly planted, helping him begin the path to resurrection.

The most astounding aspect was that the path to his resurrection did not occur in the Outer Star River but in Purgatory, amidst the Mysterious Fog.

The ’Prison’ World is a realm even the Sovereigns find difficult to meddle with!

So, who else could obstruct his rebirth?

This Human Race individual before him?

In the profound death-filled depths of his eyes, a sliver of disdainful emotion emerged as he suddenly said, "Youngster, are you aware that those wandering True Gods of your Human Race have sought me in utter desperation?"

"Do you know why they are so determined to destroy the Hall of Gods, why the Sovereigns happened to be absent at that time?"

"When I was not yet annihilated, I commanded many Alien and Evil Gods, my foundations not a bit inferior to those Sovereigns. What I lacked was merely the status of a Sovereign!"

"Allowing me to become a Sovereign would have given all Alien and Evil Gods a leader to follow, and I would have accepted the True Gods of your Human Race who remained outside."

"Then, we could destroy the Hall of Gods once again, and transform those so-called Alien and Evil Gods into righteous gods. Young man, you should not obstruct me, but should spare no effort to help me."

"Just one World Tree, what does it matter if it’s sacrificed?"

"..."

Once the leader of the Evil Gods, the Crossing Spirit was indeed eloquent and logical in his presentation.

Pang Jian, who was determined to slay him, was somewhat stupefied by his words.

"You know the reasons why our Human Race leader destroyed the Hall of Gods?" Pang Jian’s curiosity was piqued, and he didn’t rush to act, instead spoke in a deep voice, "Let’s hear it."

Even the Bronze-faced God was unaware of the reasons, failing to understand why the emerging True Gods of the Human Race from beyond wanted to demolish the Hall of Gods so badly.

"After I truly resurrect, I will inform you of the entire story."

Next to the bone altar where the Crossing Spirit was located, the substantially materialized exotic objects of death and the God’s Domain he had forged were still gathering death forces from worlds far and wide.

Due to his contamination with death, Star Domains turned into desolate lands had not lost their deathly aura even after tens of thousands of years.

As long as he returned, as long as he embarked on the path to resurrection, he could seize the death forces from those desolate lands for his own use.

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