The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 1021 - 979 I am still me!

"Thunder God!"

The Bee King, sinking deep into the Misty Sea, looked up to see nothing but a vast expanse of Thunder Vortexes and countless huge thunder spheres.

Heaven had not collapsed, earth had not split, yet that terrifying Thunder Power intimidated all living beings.

Hidden deep beneath the Misty Sea, the beings in the "Netherworld" witnessed the dazzling brilliance of the Thunder Divine Court, the rolling fall of thunder spheres.

"Hisss!"

The gray Misty Sea was instantly illuminated by thunderlight, tens of thousands of piercing thunder sparks mixed with earth-shattering booms, radiating a destructive aura that seemed to annihilate heaven and earth.

"Kill!"

The Green Giant Dragon meandered about, wide bolts of lightning strode from the Thunder Pond and palaces, turning into apocalyptic weapons under His control.

At this moment, Thunder God was recreating the extreme Great Tao from His previous life!

His eyes were swirling with endless murderous intent, filled with ultimate hatred, a different extreme path of demonic might!

He had once vowed to exterminate all Demon Clans and Demon Gods, all ghosts from the Misty Sea and beyond, aiming to annihilate both groups without sparing a single life.

This Thunder Tao, biased towards the demonic, eventually provoked a joint action between Demon Gods and spirits of the Ghost Clan, inciting many Thunder Gods loyal to Him to betray, forcing the route to His sovereignty to be prematurely cut short.

After resurrection, Thunder God’s mindset had calmed, no longer so paranoid and extreme.

He wanted to tackle the path to sovereignty in a totally new way.

However, the presence of a supreme will beyond the heavens, clinging to the ultimate Thunder Tao imparted to Him, forcefully pulled Him back to his former self—the Thunder God of his past life.

—Simply because this path was stronger and more terrifying.

"Boom! Boom, boom!"

Rolling thunder crashed from the heavens, striking upon the grand and magnificent new Hall of Gods.

The fierce Thunderbolt Lightning tried to seep into the cracks of the temple, aiming to extinguish the yet-to-form Divine Spirit Insects and sever the Bee King’s myriad tendrils.

"Crackle! Crackle!"

The newly formed Hall of Gods was not yet stable, the cracks not fully healed, bombarded by Thunderbolt Lightning, teetering on the edge of disintegration.

"Sovereign Realm, I am just a hair away, just a hair!"

The Bee King’s heart was howling.

Awaiting His fusion with the Sea of Souls, gathering the Soul Spirit Divine Shadow, He could leap to Sovereignty and possibly step even further into the Realm of Divine King.

Forget being a Divine King; even at the Sovereign Realm, He could compete with all current sovereigns in arm wrestling.

Yet, irksomely, Thunder God arrived too swiftly and fiercely, his Tao filled with many Thunder Spirits from beyond the heavens, extremely restraining Him.

He felt somewhat helpless.

"Soul Gathering!"

The Bee King flapped its wings.

Blue fragments of Soul Energy converged, turning into thick barriers of the Boundary Wall, trying to halt the onslaught of celestial Thunderbolts.

Yet these barriers, unmaterialized and merely condensed from Soul Energy, shattered instantly under Thunder God’s ferocious assault.

Simultaneously, from the depths of the Netherworld Sea of Souls ascending upward, a vortex-like hole appeared.

Within the vortex swirled dark green, deep purple, and vivid green sources of Filth, the collective resentment, fear, frustration, and despair of countless beings from beyond before their demise.

These malevolent spiritual Alien Powers were nourishing to the Heaven Demon, allowing it to strengthen itself.

But for the necessary purity of the "Soul Path Origin," they were akin to deadly poison!

The proliferation of numerous sources of Filth made the Sea of Souls’ vortex grow larger, spreading rapidly outwards, poisoning the pale blue Sea of Souls.

As the "Soul Path Origin," this Sea of Souls was being invaded, and externally, the materialized Bee King was also being bombarded by Thunder God.

He was truly caught between a rock and a hard place now.

"Bai Zi!"

He attempted to sever the Soul Sensing connection with Bai Zi, but found the link between them also saturated with numerous Filth Alien Powers, unable to completely sever no matter how hard He tried.

The Bee King immediately knew the fallen Wisdom Goddess had planned against Him for tens of thousands of years, finding various strategies to handle Him.

Bai Zi, gifted by the supreme will from beyond, clearly assimilated all of Fu Ya’s Great Tao approaches, thus specifically tailoring a countermeasure.

"It’s my own recklessness, I shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have!"

The Bee King was overwhelmed with intense regret.

Feeling he had been too impatient, revealing his movements too soon, thereby targeted specifically by Yi Hao, potentially facing destruction before even "Source of Metal Essence."

Suddenly!

"Boom!"

A giant ancient bronze shield, large enough to seemingly cover the heavens, suddenly appeared above the Bee King’s head.

Fine threads of Law Silent Lightning flared, with trails of Thunder Tao coursing on the massive shield’s surface, proliferating extensively.

The colossal shield, like the dome of heaven, covered the grey, murky void above the Bee King, catching all the falling thunderbolt spheres, making it impossible for him to even glimpse the surging Thunder Divine Court.

"Pang Jian!"

The Bee King screamed in disbelief.

Disbelief filled his compound eyes—he had never imagined that Pang Jian, whom he assumed had been tainted by the will of the Misty Sea, would choose to lend him aid.

Like it, like another it from beyond the heavens, isn’t he supposed to hunt down each Source of Metal Essence in the Zhouyu?

Since Pang Jian is that other entity from the Misty Sea, shouldn’t he just watch himself being annihilated by the Thunder God, seeing himself perish prematurely without even escaping the Ming Yu Soul Sea?

Why?

The Bee King couldn’t figure it out.

Above the sky-covering Realm God Card, the true body of Pang Jian stood towering.

"Rise!"

Pang Jian bellowed, waving his arm.

Suddenly, shining golden divine lights, like pillars holding up the heavens, soared skyward, colliding with the massive falling thunder spheres and causing each to explode midway.

The splinters of lightning and thunder from the shattered spheres were all caught by the huge shield.

The sky-full of thunderbolts, capable of severely wounding the Bee King and his divine spirit insects, could not shatter this shield crafted from "Source of Metal Essence," unable to stir any waves on its surface.

"Why would you help me?"

The Bee King’s puzzled scream, along with the "buzzing" of his wings, sounded together.

Without needing to look down, Pang Jian knew what the Bee King was puzzled about and earnestly responded, "No matter what the future holds, I am still Pang Jian right now, not that other entity you think of."

"Since I am still myself, how could I watch you being strangled by the Thunder God?"

"As long as I am Pang Jian, as long as I am alive, I will not allow any God Spirit, in my presence, to tear you apart and erase you."

Pang Jian paused, then added, "I don’t care who you are or what you will do later, you at least have been my companion for many years, providing me with great help."

"That’s the reason."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Jian, in his Dominator Realm true form, commanded the "Chaos Sea" in his Dantian.

In that mysterious depth of the "Chaos Sea," stars and celestial bodies suddenly lit up brightly as he felt those stars, manipulated by Xinghuan, and murmured in his heart, "Command!"

There was a clear and visible Soul Breath, bursting forth from his forehead, extending billions of miles in an instant.

His vast Divine Consciousness directly permeated numerous stars within the "Chaos Star River," engaging in fierce battles with the Star Rules formed by Xinghuan.

"A source of filth? The Alien Power that you can’t contain or swallow, I can take it all!"

His connection with Ming Yu Soul Sea was instantly established!

Invisible soul paths emerged, disregarding spatial distances fiercely formed before him, and at the slowly spreading center of the filthy vortex, there now lied a bridge leading to the outer Misty Sea.

"Misty Sea, whether above or below, poses no restrictions on me!"

Pang Jian experienced a profoundly mysterious illusion.

He felt as if he was the embodiment of the Will of the Misty Sea, able to control the fog-enshrouded heavens and earth, and create various channels to summon anything he desired.

"Magic Tide!"

Within his true body’s "Chaos Sea," deep within the Dark Green Demon Sea transformed by the Demon Path Truths, a deep passage appeared.

From the passage started to emerge various types of filthy sources.

These sources, toxic for the "Soul Path Origin," were merely another form of spiritual Alien Power for Pang Jian, who had studied the "Original Demon Fusion Spell," and researched the Rules of Outer Dark Heavenly Demons.

"Summon!"

At the thought, numerous invisible paths connected the many stars above the Misty Sea.

He simply refined these waves of spiritually negative and bizarre forces, injecting them into the stars controlled by Xinghuan, to contaminate Xinghuan’s Divine Consciousness with filth.

"Supreme Demonic Path!"

Painful shrieks erupted from each shining star, overwhelmed by the Superior Will.

With the help of the Supreme Will and abruptly having joined the ranks of the Dominator, Xinghuan felt every thread of his Divine Consciousness as if submerged by waves of fear, hatred, death, and despair.

Xinghuan’s mind was muddled; even his clear and pure God Status seemed tainted with filth.

His not yet fully realized Mysteries of the Stars became chaotic, and the Star Divine Art that he could just use had been suddenly forgotten by a significant amount.

"Luan Ji’s Forgotten Demon Path!"

Xinghuan was utterly shocked.