The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 880 - 840: The Leader Among the Realm Gods

The Wisdom Goddess Fuya, with a body made of a pure Soul Spirit, blocked the path of Pang Jian’s escape.

She did not hide the things She had done.

The death of Pang Jian’s mother and the heavy blow his father suffered—She openly admitted to them.

Her reputation was stellar in the Outer Domain Galaxy, yet She seemed to value Her own reputation lightly.

While Pang Jian was clearly in a state of anger, She spoke deliberately, "The fact that you can communicate with the Soul Path Origin of the Netherworld Prison somewhat surprises me. I originally thought Bai Zi was the one who truly gained its approval. I didn’t expect..."

The Soul Spirit form of Fuya held a deep and mystical Ghoul Hole swirling within her eye sockets.

The dark blue abyssal glow, carrying the Divine Power that reached straight into one’s heart and mind, suddenly fixated on the forehead of Pang Jian.

"Whoosh!"

In the very depths of the Sea of Souls in the Netherworld Prison, waves and tide quietly rose.

"If you and I combine, you would become the sea within my soul. I will become the Divine King, and you will transform into the most ultimate source of the Great Tao between heaven and earth. Wouldn’t that be perfect for both of us?"

Fuya’s thoughts, through the medium of Pang Jian, reached the Sea of Souls!

She established a Spiritual Body presence there, no longer intentionally creating the "River of Wisdom" to separate Pang Jian from his connection to the Sea of Souls and his true body because She was confident Pang Jian couldn’t break through.

Meanwhile, She could treat Pang Jian’s Primordial Spirit as a bond, maintaining communication with the Sea of Souls.

"There are areas where I need to rely on you, and you are the same."

"In some sense, you are the Soul Path Origin of the Misty Sea, and I am the Soul Path Origin above the Misty Sea. Our union, or mutual affirmation, would greatly elevate both of us."

"Don’t you agree?"

With an enticing manner, Fuya attempted to persuade that Sea of Souls.

After the failed attempt of communication through Lingjia and the Sea of Souls, She had been pondering what to say to move the Sea of Souls during their next connection.

She prepared many arguments, knowing that the Sea of Souls, as the essence of the Soul Path Origin, possessed its own independent consciousness and wisdom.

Directly confronting the Sea of Souls in the Netherworld Prison and forcibly obtaining the peculiarities of the Soul Path Origin was indeed a last resort that She reluctantly adopted.

Gaining the sincere recognition of the Sea of Souls and having it willingly share its accumulations over billions of years was the most ideal state in Fuya’s heart.

However...

No matter how eloquently She spoke, showing the Sea of Souls Her sincerity and painting a bright and grand future, the Sea of Souls, as the source of the Soul Path, never responded.

Not even a little bit.

Throughout this process, Fuya did not show the slightest impatience, still deploying Her ability to persuade all beings, trying to make hard rocks nod in agreement, to make the Sea of Souls relent.

...

Pang Jian’s Yuan Shen, trapped in the Thunder Pond, couldn’t move at all.

What sealed his body and soul was not Fuya’s Soul Secret Skill, but the void space within the Misty Sea.

The space was like chunks of amber, and he was like mosquitoes and grasshoppers frozen within, inexplicably caught by fate.

The understanding and recognition of the spatial laws by this Wisdom Goddess, even in just Her Soul Spirit form, were levels above that of Mu Ya.

And...

Behind the body of the Wisdom Goddess floated a tiny polyhedral crystal, rotating continuously.

That was clearly a spatial Divine Artifact.

Because of its presence, and because it was under Fuya’s control, a spatial structure that should not exist in the world’s most mysterious Misty Sea could be forcibly constructed.

Only due to this polyhedral crystal, the void had its definitions, and the connections between realms became magical.

The Wisdom Goddess Fuya could at any time transfer Divine Power here, and She could also descend in Her true body.

"First, shatter the void, then take the initiative."

Clad in Mo Tian’s robe and standing atop the Thunder Pond, this thought arose in the mind of Pang Jian’s Yuan Shen.

The emergence of this thought was actually exceedingly difficult.

The many ideas he pondered over, the will to resist Fuya, would disappear as soon as they emerged.

In the realms of his Yuan Shen’s mind, countless clusters of clouds would condense and then violently dissipate.

The clouds represented concentrated thoughts and wills, the chaos of his numerous ideas, while their dispersal indicated the forceful interference from Fuya’s power.

As Fuya used him to communicate with the Sea of Souls in the Netherworld Prison, he did not rest for a moment nor did he ever give up resisting.

However, as the Sovereign, Fuya’s Divine Skills and Alien Power were incredibly advanced and inconceivable.

Fuya could know his thoughts, precisely eradicate and erase them, causing his gathered intent for retaliation to dissipate on its own.

Just as Pang Jian had infected the Fahua with Divine Consciousness, affecting He Motian and Possessing Huojing.

Fuya was using the same tactic against him.

She did not seek to annihilate Pang Jian Yuan Shen’s Primordial Spirit, nor did she attempt to erase his traces of existence, merely because Fuya needed him to connect with the Sea of Souls.

Just that, and nothing more.

...

Purgatory, the seventh layer.

Pang Jian’s true form, after being irrigated with the boundless lifeblood of Alien Power and nourished by the Essence of Metal, had transformed into a towering, golden Giant Spirit!

Like the highest god of the formidable and powerful Giant Spirit Race!

Even his God Status had turned into a pure gold, revealing the core essence of the Sea of Souls engulfing the souls of all beings.

"High God."

The murmured voice of the true form echoed in the dark emptiness of the Seventh Realm, persisting long after.

These God Spirit whispers turned into storms and thunderclaps.

Through the Bronze Continent beneath his feet, they trembled within the Realm God Card held by all the other gods, trembling within the minds of all the Realm Gods.

Yuan Yi, Fahua, Bai Zi, and the Realm Gods scattered throughout the realms of the Misty Sea all heard these three words.

"High God."

The murmuring voice of Pang Jian spread across the minds of the Realm Gods throughout the Misty Sea, resounding within the Realm God Cards.

"Pang Jian!"

"Another Pang Jian has ascended to the ranks of the High Gods somewhere!"

"With a God Manifestation Realm Primordial Spirit and a High God-tier true form, this kid will be hard to suppress from now on!"

"All of us Realm Gods have never had a leader, not even Yuan Yi. But for some reason, now, I feel as though we have one!"

...

Those Realm Gods from different races, no matter which "prison" world they were born in or what they were doing at the moment, all shared the same sentiment.

—Some will had informed them through the Realm God Card that a leader had emerged among them.

"Crack! Crack!"

The Realm Gods in the various "prison" worlds heard the sound of the Boundary Wall Laws shattering.

Ancient Heaven and Earth Laws were broken because a leader had emerged among the Realm Gods, and the Boundary Walls enveloping the "prison" worlds could probably now accommodate even stronger God Spirits’ intrusions.

...

Purgatory, the Misty Sea outside the Boundary Wall.

The Bronze-faced God, led by a golden bee, had come to one of the six major Boundary Wall points and tried various methods to enter Purgatory.

But time and again, he hit a wall, unable to breach the Boundary Wall point and return to the inner parts of Purgatory.

"You are at the God Commencement Realm, corresponding to a High God outside, if you can get in, it also means the High Gods can enter," the bee explained helplessly. "You actually don’t have to worry too much, Master is doing well in Purgatory, refining his Divine Body in the Seventh Realm, and he should be able to break through to a new realm soon."

The Bee King, harboring a strand of his will within the body of the bee, noticed the Bronze-faced God’s repeated failures and sent out a bee to guide him.

The Bronze-faced God still could not pass through any Boundary Wall point and could not successfully reach Purgatory.

The Human True Gods who ventured out were like those God Spirits from outside, finding it nearly impossible to return.

"Our Purgatory’s crisis is over?"

The Bronze-faced God, who had hit dead ends one after another, gave up and turned to other matters, "Earlier, you mentioned that the Ancient Demon Clan in Purgatory was reviving. Did that Sovereign of the Ancient Demon Clan succeed in initiating rebirth? Did the Sky-reaching Catastrophe Formation that we had Li Wang construct not work?"

"I am not clear on that either," the bee said cautiously. "Master suspects that someone has been reborn, but he is not clear about who exactly. He also suspects that someone has possessed his sister, Pang Lin, and previously he has been looking everywhere to confirm this."

"Possession... Pang Lin?" The Bronze-faced God pondered.

He had encountered Pang Lin on his return journey to Purgatory and felt the girl’s extraordinariness. He had been puzzled then, but now, hearing the bee’s words, he immediately had an epiphany.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a strange cracking sound came unexpectedly, as if signifying the collapse of some fundamental law.

The Bronze-faced God, standing at a Boundary Wall point, instinctively sensed the Boundary Wall thinning and thus attempted another charge.

"Whoosh!"

The Boundary Wall, like water, was pierced in a flash.

"I’m back!"

After so many years wandering various places in the Outer Star River, the Bronze-faced God, who had been living incognito, had finally returned to his homeland.

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