The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 72 - 59 Mysterious Fog Appears_1

Chapter 72: Chapter 59 Mysterious Fog Appears_1

Chapter 72 -59 Mysterious Fog Appears_1

The “Mysterious Fog” that seemed as vast as a sea of smoke, gradually emerged from beyond the mountain peaks of the vast world, slowly filling everyone’s field of vision.

The several towering mountain peaks undulating in succession were like little mounds under the “Mysterious Fog.” In an instant, they appeared much smaller.

Staring at the thick, gray smog, even from a distance of hundreds of zhang, people’s souls felt a suffocating sensation.

It was as if under the spread of that “Mysterious Fog,” all living beings and everything else would ultimately head towards extinction and complete silence.

The “Mysterious Fog” was still slowly approaching.

Pang Jian’s pupils dilated slightly, staring at it intently, watching this great horror that unsettled all living beings.

“Pang Jian, I’m willing to accompany you into the Mysterious Fog. If we can come out alive, can you promise me one thing?”

At this moment, Luo Hongyan suddenly looked straight into the boy’s sharply defined face, seemingly unaware of the presence of Zhou Qingchen and the others, and asserted, “The Mysterious Fog is terrifying, but I dare to risk my life with you—just promise me one thing!”

As she said this, Zhou Qingchen and Han Duping couldn’t help but stare blankly at her.

Su Meng covered her mouth in shock, her bright little eyes brimming with a shimmering, colorful light.

Having followed Luo Hongyan to pick herbs in recent days, she learned that Luo Hongyan’s understanding of herbs and her breadth of vision had reached a profoundly sophisticated level, one that few in the Fourth Realm could match.

Besides her knowledge of herbs, her ‘Ning sister’ also had an astonishing intuition for cultivating Spirit Spells and a unique insight into the structural distribution of the Upper Realm, which deeply impressed her.

This also made her feel secretly indignant for her ‘Ning sister.’

Because her ‘Ning sister’s’ sincere devotion to Pang Jian had never received the response and treatment it deserved.

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“No need.”

Pang Jian rejected coldly.

A bitter smile crept across Luo Hongyan’s mouth, and she added, “I have some understanding of the Mysterious Fog, and no matter what you do, I can be of help.”

Pang Jian shook his head again, “No need!”

“Brother Pang, Ning sister is actually very nice. She…”

Su Meng pleaded softly.

“Shut your mouth!”

Luo Hongyan snorted coldly.

Su Meng, filled with grievance, lowered her head.

Zhou Qingchen cleared his throat and said, “Ning Yao, to be honest, I never used to think much of you. Your talent in cultivation was, to me… just average. And that aloofness and pride of yours made me think you were nothing special. But this time, you’ve really made me see you in a new light!”

He praised generously, “The courage to open your heart so boldly, to bet your life to make Pang Jian promise you…”

He gave Luo Hongyan a thumbs-up.

Seeing that the “Mysterious Fog” would not arrive for a while, Han Duping also patted Pang Jian’s shoulder and quipped with a twinkle in his eye, “You kid sure have a way with women. If I had your skills, I would have won Shangguan Qin over by now.”

He was truly impressed.

The drunken Pang Jian had asked for a jar of wine and went to the Heavenly Spirit Tower. Then, with his clothes in disarray, he jumped out the window.

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he might have done everything there is to do with the girl, yet he flatly refused to make any commitment.

Once sober, his attitude turned cold again, forcing the girl to a breaking point. In front of everyone, she gambled with her own life to extract a promise from him.

—And he heartlessly rejected her.

Han Duping conjured up a clear picture in his mind, labeling Pang Jian as a faithless scoundrel, one who eats his fill, wipes his mouth, and then denies any acquaintance.

And yet, the lady bore no anger, no irritation. She still maintained such a low posture.

“You can’t help but admire it.”

Han Duping shook his head, reflecting on the need to not rely on his age to act pretentious but instead to learn from Pang Jian’s ways of charming women.

“The Mysterious Fog is spreading. If you don’t leave, it will cover this place sooner or later,” Pang Jian frowned and warned lightly.

Knowing that inside Ning Yao was that recklessly ignorant Demon Girl, Pang Jian just wished she would leave soon. He had no desire to explore the “Mysterious Fog” with her.

While everyone harbored their own thoughts, a scene of extreme terror became distinctly visible to all.

As the grey “Mysterious Fog” passed over the rolling mountain range and approached the Wulan Lake where they were, mountain peaks thousands of zhang high crumbled slowly, like sand dunes.

There was no thunderous collapse. One after another, the mountain peaks were leveled to the ground, hard rock turned to fine dust, and trees turned into wood chips and dust.

All this happened silently.

Those on Lake Heart Island watched with their own eyes as the thousands of zhang high peaks disappeared, collapsing like sand dunes.

Everyone felt their skin crawl!

The horrific power of the “Mysterious Fog” as it encroached exceeded their understanding. They couldn’t imagine what kind of force could so nonchalantly erase mountain peaks of such height—without even a sound!

Pang Jian felt tingles on his scalp and suddenly understood why his father forbade him from going to the Extreme North Land and from contacting the “Mysterious Fog.”

Compared to the great terror of the “Mysterious Fog,” the dangers of Black Water Pool, Lake Heart Island, and Insect Valley could really only be considered child’s play.

“Pang Jian, I’m not lacking in brotherhood, but if you insist on exploring the Mysterious Fog, I really can’t accompany you!”

Zhou Qingchen’s teeth chattered, his legs feeling weak. He felt that compared to facing the Dark Ghost Hong Tai, the “Mysterious Fog” was many levels more terrifying. “As a brother, I still have to advise you one more time, don’t delve into the Mysterious Fog, don’t go in at all!”

“I’m preparing the raft; we must leave immediately!” Han Duping didn’t want to waste any more words. He didn’t even want to stay at Wulan Lake anymore and shouted, “If the spread of the Mysterious Fog continues, the Solitude Mountain Range, and the whole of Northern Qi will vanish! Any living beings that don’t leave in time will probably turn to ash!”

Originally resolute in his decision to explore the Mysterious Fog, Pang Jian began to hesitate when he witnessed the power of the Mysterious Fog with his own eyes.

He squinted, staring intently at the Mysterious Fog which seemed to move unhindered by anything, still slowly drawing closer.

He wanted to see a living creature emerge.

If even one living creature appeared, it would mean the Mysterious Fog was not absolutely lifeless, then he would have the confidence to explore it resolutely.

But no matter how he tried, his vision couldn’t penetrate the Mysterious Fog, and he couldn’t see inside it.

The Mysterious Fog eventually crossed over the mountains that had been leveled to the ground.

The mountains that had turned to dusty ash seemed to vanish into the depths of the Mysterious Fog, becoming a part of the eternal silence of the land.

The Mysterious Fog, continuing its slow advance, finally reached Wulan Lake.

At that moment!

The waters of Wulan Lake turned to solid ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if an extreme cold supernatural ability had seeped into the water from the Mysterious Fog, rapidly freezing the entire lake!

“Old Han, come back!”

Zhou Qingchen’s color drained from his face; he was terrified by the horror of the Mysterious Fog and screamed, “Don’t touch those rafts!”

Han Duping, who had reached the shore and without the elevated view, still didn’t know that the waters of Wulan Lake were freezing.

“What’s wrong?”

He asked, perplexed.

“Come back quickly!”

Zhou Qingchen yelled with panic.

Han Duping, who knew Zhou Qingchen too well and rarely saw him look so flustered, immediately abandoned the idea of moving the raft to the southern part of the island and hurried back up the mountain.

When he was back among his companions and looked down at Wulan Lake from higher ground, he understood why Zhou Qingchen was so anxious.

The northern part of Wulan Lake, near the island, had frozen over in a very short time, the ice reaching the bottom of the lake!

The raft he had planned to move was now frozen in solid ice, like a grasshopper trapped in amber, with no possibility of being moved.

Had he been standing on the raft, contaminated by that unknown alien power, he might have turned into an ice sculpture.

The freezing of Wulan Lake continued with a strange and swift pace.

Pang Jian looked behind him and suddenly noticed that even the southern side of the island’s water was starting to freeze.

“It’s too late.”

Pang Jian frowned, feeling that at this point, landing on those icy surfaces and rafts, none of them would probably be able to escape.

“Let’s hope that this island remains unaffected.”

Luo Hongyan, who had been repeatedly rejected, was also a bit anxious because of the terror of the Mysterious Fog and said, “If the extreme cold only permeates the water, we can still hold out on the island for a while. The spread of the Mysterious Fog is actually slow; we still have time to find a way to leave.”

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the island.

“Also, not all living beings that enter the Mysterious Fog end up like those mountains, turned to dust in an instant,” Luo Hongyan reassured everyone, saying indifferently, “To my knowledge, only those who try to reach the source of the Mysterious Fog—the Boundary Wall—may be annihilated by the power of the Mysterious Fog.”

The Mysterious Fog had seeped out from the Boundary Wall; the closer to the Boundary Wall, the denser the Mysterious Fog is, and the Boundary Wall encircles all the layers of the world.

According to Luo Hongyan’s words, as long as one doesn’t try to break through the Boundary Wall, they won’t encounter the most terrifying aspect of the Mysterious Fog.

“All of you, take out your Spirit Stones, no matter whether they are pure or not.”

Luo Hongyan shouted loudly, this mysterious woman from the Upper Realm, started to take action: “The Heavenly Spirit Tower in the Yin Spirit Temple was not destroyed by Pang Jian; he just exhausted the Spirit Jade within it. The array constructed with the Primitive Cloud Thunder Pattern on the lowest level is still intact.”

“If we lay the Spirit Stones anew, we may not be able to fly to the Third Realm, but leaving this Wulan Lake should be possible.”

She took the lead walking towards the Heavenly Spirit Tower.

Su Meng didn’t hesitate and quickly followed her, saying, “Sister Ning, let me help you; I still have quite a few Spirit Stones, though they are impure.”

“Yes, they can still be used.”

“Old Han!”

Zhou Qingchen took off a silver bracelet from his sleeve and passed it to Han Duping, saying, “My Spirit Stones are all in there; you go and give them to Ning Yao, and make sure you oversee her!”

“Alright!”

Han Duping took Zhou Qingchen’s storage bracelet and immediately headed towards the Heavenly Spirit Tower, not daring to delay for a moment.

Only Zhou Qingchen and Pang Jian were left on top of the small hill.

“Ning Yao is not so bad, kid, you have high standards,” Zhou Qingchen said, trying to appear relaxed by initiating such a topic while inwardly tense as the Mysterious Fog slowly but relentlessly drew closer. “Don’t tell me you have someone else in mind?”

Shaking his head, Pang Jian said, “No.”

During their conversation, the vast expanse of Wulan Lake—east, south, west, and north—every surface and bottom was turned to solid ice by the alien power seeping from the Mysterious Fog.

The entire Wulan Lake had become like a gigantic crystal of ice, shining translucently and fixed upon the recessed earth.

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