The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 75 - 62 Unromantic_1

Chapter 75: Chapter 62 Unromantic_1

Chapter 75 -62 Unromantic_1

“Zhou, aren’t you going to reconsider?”

Having sensed something amiss, Han Duping’s complexion darkened, realizing that Bagua City harbored huge dangers. Venturing into it made life and death unpredictable.

Zhou Qingchen shook his head, kindly suggesting, “Su Meng, when it gets light again, you should ask Ning Yao to take you away, shouldn’t you? This is your first time out on a trial, and you haven’t experienced too much bloodshed and brutality. Bagua City… you’re not suited for it.”

After dark many symbols of life began to emerge in great numbers within Bagua City, and their appearance was clearly accompanied by brutal fighting.

The light points were also cultivators, like them.

Furthermore, most of these people originated from the Third and Second Realms, armed with Spirit Spells and Spiritual Artifacts far superior to their own.

In Bagua City, competing against geniuses from the higher realms highly increased the chances of death.

“I will persuade Ning to leave,” Su Meng responded, head lowered.

Zhou Qingchen nodded and said, “Mhm, that would be good.”

…

Latter part of the night.

Luo Hongyan, who had been wandering around the edge of the island, found three people in the pitch-black night and dejectedly said, “I didn’t find the exit.”

“Didn’t you say you could find it?” Han Duping let out a sigh of relief in the dark.

Luo Hongyan replied helplessly, “I’ve never been through the Mirror Tunnel before; all I had was hearsay. I thought that the little knowledge I had of the array mysteries would help me find a way in, but it turns out it was useless.”

She pulled at the corners of her mouth, lightly chuckling, “Maybe not finding the entrance is a stroke of luck for everyone.”

Zhou Qingchen and the others had witnessed those light points, and the murderous clashes between them—she had seen all this while searching for the entrance.

She clearly understood what the disappearance of those light points meant.

Su Meng had words on the tip of her tongue but stopped short, and Han Duping had a fleeting sense of relief when he heard she hadn’t found an entrance or exit; she noticed all this and realized they were both contemplating retreat.

“We’ll discuss it again after daybreak. If we really can’t find a way in, we’ll have no choice but to miss out.”

As for Luo Hongyan, she was fairly open-minded, gesturing to Su Meng to come with her, then turned to Zhou Qingchen and said, “Without a proper entrance or exit, don’t rashly fall into Wulan Lake. Otherwise, you’re likely to become an ice sculpture, sealed away for who knows how long.”

Zhou Qingchen just responded with an “oh.”

In the deep night on the island, several people from different areas were looking down at Bagua City beneath the waters of Wulan Lake.

They observed many light points suddenly emerging, heading towards the center of the city, and then one by one, vanishing abruptly.

Their moods grew heavy, the atmosphere increasingly oppressive, and the thoughts of leaving the island became more and more persistent.

…

The next day.

In the Fourth Realm, the perpetually gloomy and dim daylight did not arrive as expected.

Wulan Lake’s sky was astoundingly engulfed by a grey “Mysterious Fog!”

The “Mysterious Fog” was like another sky curtain, filling their view and also the heavens above their heads.

They looked around in shock, only to find that except for their location at Wulan Lake, everywhere was submerged in the “Mysterious Fog!”

“Last night!”

Han Duping screamed in horror.

The “Mysterious Fog”, which was supposed to be stationary, had quietly moved under the cover of the black night!

The endlessly mysterious “Mysterious Fog” had swallowed up everything but had curiously spared Wulan Lake.

They were now thoroughly isolated by “Mysterious Fog” on the island. Even if they activated the Heavenly Spirit Tower to leave, they would inevitably enter the “Mysterious Fog.”

With “Mysterious Fog” in all directions, where could they flee to?

They who had already begun to consider retreat were now caught off guard, suddenly feeling lost once more.

“We can’t do anything until Wulan Lake returns to normal,” said Luo Hongyan, bitterness flickering in her eyes. The oddity of the “Mysterious Fog” took her by surprise too. She hesitated, then added: “It’s just as well, this way those who came into the Solitude Mountain Range won’t be able to reach Wulan Lake, and no one can affect us.”

“Right, if outsiders scout and find that this territory is submerged in ‘Mysterious Fog,’ they will definitely not venture deep,” Han Duping said.

“If enough time passes, the family will think that the two of us died in the Solitude Mountain Range,” Zhou Qingchen said with a wry shake of his head, “Now things are getting interesting.”

“Let’s wait for Pang Jian then,” Luo Hongyan remarked. “Maybe he can find a way into Bagua City.”

“Him?”

Han Duping and Su Meng looked astonished.

Zhou Qingchen’s eyes brimmed with speculation.

…

The extremely dark day quietly passed by.

The “Mysterious Fog” that covered Wulan Lake’s sky blocked a majority of the already dim light of the Fourth Realm, rendering the daytime as if it were in the dead of night.

Only when nightfall came and absolute darkness where one could not see their own hand prevailed, did they realize that it really had been day before.

In the absolute darkness, only the bright Wulan Lake and the Bagua City beneath it were dazzlingly visible.

It was only at the island’s edge that they could see the faces of their counterparts without the need for torches or other sources of light.

At that moment, they noticed that new light points were beginning to appear around the edges of Bagua City.

It seemed that every new group entering Bagua City did so after nightfall.

“It looks like nighttime is the correct approach to enter,” deduced Han Duping.

…

Also deep in the night, Pang Jian, who had stayed in the White Tower for nearly two days and a night, finally emerged.

Utilizing the extraordinary arrays on the lower floor of the White Tower, he followed the spell and managed to open up four extra meridians, even exhausting the Spirit Stones in his bamboo basket.

At present, the Spiritual Sea below his dantian contained only a quarter of the spiritual power it held when full.

Before he stepped out of the White Tower, he had memorized the “Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell” gifted by Sun Bin so thoroughly that he burned the book to ashes with flint.

Only then did he realize that the “Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell” outlined a cultivation method with merely six realms, concluding at the Spirit Condensation Realm.

Leaving behind only the bamboo basket from the flute, he chose not to carry it on his back, opting instead to hold a Dragon Pattern Spear in his hand.

“Why has the sky become so dark?”

It was only after leaving the White Tower that he discovered this night was darker than any he had ever seen.

So dark that he could not make out the objects in front of the White Tower.

When he looked further into the distance, he could see bright lights shining from the surface of Wulan Lake.

On such an unusually dark night, the lights from the lake stood out prominently, while the island was engulfed in extreme darkness.

“Pang Jian!”

Luo Hongyan’s light shout suddenly resonated from the mountain peak; she had not been following Zhou Qingchen and the others at the island’s edge and had been waiting there for a long time.

Swallowed by the darkness, only the White Tower emitted a faint light; as soon as Pang Jian appeared in front of the tower, she spotted him instantly.

At this very moment!

The island, originally the body of the Mysterious Turtle, experienced many deep green lines appearing one by one in the now void space of the “turtle head.”

The Mysterious Turtle’s “turtle head” was being depicted by interwoven deep aquamarine lines, miraculously emerging.

That was a combination of light and mysterious alien power!

“The entrance to Bagua City!”

Luo Hongyan softly exclaimed from the mountain peak, staring at the “turtle head” that suddenly flashed into existence after Pang Jian stepped out of the White Tower.

Remembering something, she suddenly turned her head sharply towards Pang Jian, noticing a flash of light disappearing in his chest.

Luo Hongyan’s heart rippled endlessly.

“Ning Yao?”

Standing in front of the White Tower, Pang Jian felt the bronze door pendant slightly warm and then heard Luo Hongyan’s call.

But he couldn’t see her form, only able to hear her nearby gentle calls, unable to pinpoint her exact location.

He was conspicuous in front of the White Tower because it radiated light.

Whereas Luo Hongyan was on the mountain peak, a place devoid of any light source and always shrouded in absolute darkness.

“It’s me.”

Luo Hongyan in the darkness steadied herself, no longer calling out softly, and said, “Come to me.”

“Alright.”

Pang Jian immediately moved forward guided by her voice.

From the mountaintop, Luo Hongyan shouted again: “Zhou Qingchen, Han Duping, go to where the deep green light is emerging. Pang Jian and I will come to meet you there.”

The trio, who were about to ascend the mountain, immediately sought the light source she referred to and quickly located the target area.

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Zhou Qingchen and the others hurried over.

In the absolute darkness, Pang Jian listened to Luo Hongyan instructing Zhou Qingchen and made his way towards her.

When he no longer heard Luo Hongyan speaking, he tentatively called out, “Where are you?”

Luo Hongyan was silent in the darkness.

“Where exactly are you?”

Pang Jian raised his voice slightly, fearing something had happened to her as he quickened his pace in her estimated direction.

Suddenly, Pang Jian felt a cool, delicate body violently plunge into his arms.

Before he could react, the body he felt seemed somewhat familiar, and it hugged him tightly, crying softly in the pitch-black darkness, “It’s me!”

Pang Jian immediately realized who it was and said with dissatisfaction, “I called for you, why didn’t you answer?”

“I wanted you to come find me.”

In the darkness, Luo Hongyan’s arms snaked around Pang Jian’s neck, her breath as sweet as orchids as she said, “You’ve rejected me time and again; I want to see if you truly have a heart of stone!”

She boldly moved to kiss Pang Jian.

In the darkness, they couldn’t see each other, and her kiss first met Pang Jian’s nose, and as he turned his head, it landed on his cheek.

She pecked irritably at Pang Jian’s face like a sparrow.

“Get lost!”

Irritated, Pang Jian pushed her away without waiting for her to stand, and left without hesitation.

“Damn man, truly insensible!”

Luo Hongyan landed on her buttocks, cursing loudly while suddenly feeling a profound sense of defeat.

Once, twice, thrice.

Being ruthlessly rejected by Pang Jian time after time, she couldn’t help but start to doubt herself, questioning whether she’d lost her charm.

Once the center of attention, her beauty was unmatched in a realm, with countless strong men ready to walk through fire for her.

How had she come to this?

Within the Void Sea of Consciousness, the real Ning Yao went from despair to feeling utterly desolate, sensing that her body was growing more and more distant from her.

She couldn’t imagine what more disgraceful things the Demon Girl would do if she continued to control the body.

“Isn’t it because you were born ugly? If I could treat him with my own looks and body, how could he bear to push me away?” Luo Hongyan found herself an excuse, blaming all the faults on Ning Yao, and mocked, “An ugly girl whose body hasn’t matured, still thinks she’s beautiful; even when she throws herself at someone, they don’t want her!”

The nearly driven mad Ning Yao screamed, “I beg you, don’t degrade me anymore, just kill me!”

…