Purgatory

Chapter 243 The Fallen Prodigy

The chill hits the soul!

The moment Pang Jian closed his eyes above this altar that was more severely broken and obviously irreparable, he once again had a strange feeling as if he was in another world.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be in a dark, cold, empty and dead strange world.

That terrifying feeling of darkness and coldness, without a trace of vitality, did not come from his body.

but the soul.

There was a chill in his soul, and the sea of ​​consciousness with 120 eight strands of spiritual consciousness seemed to be frozen by the severe cold after he closed his eyes.

After a while, he even found it difficult to open his eyes, as if his consciousness and sea of ​​consciousness were really about to be frozen!

The mysterious turtle and the eclipsing vine, aware of his strange situation at the same time, all launched a perception call to him, making his gradually paralyzed and cold will suddenly gather together!
He opened his eyes with all his might!

"boom!"

As if returning from another world, Pang Jian gasped heavily, and climbed out of the altar in a state of embarrassment.

Standing outside the altar, he looked at the broken altar again, with horror flashing in his eyes.

If there were no mysterious turtles and eclipsing vines to summon him repeatedly, he who closed his eyes and sat upright on the altar might... have died unknowingly, and the sea of ​​consciousness and spiritual consciousness have been frozen by the cold force.

"Prayer Forbidden Land!"

He suddenly realized that this forbidden place, which might not have been so scary before, is now full of great terror.

One careless move can lead to eternal doom!
Next, Pang Jian continued to go deeper, visions and... tragedies continued to appear.

In the night sky, the stars and the moon are shining brightly.

A white stone altar shaped like a five-pointed star shines with a fascinating luster under the light of the stars.

The broken part of the altar, because of the radiance released by the white stone, looks like it is connected by brilliant starlight.

Several disciples wearing the robes of the Galaxy Alliance sat quietly on all sides of the five-pointed star altar, with delighted smiles on their faces.

They seem to have encountered extremely happy things, as if they have realized the mysteries of the stars, as if they have suddenly obtained a treasure, as if they have broken the bottleneck of their realm that has troubled them for a long time.

But these are just the expressions on their faces.

—they were long dead.

Pang Jian came over to check, and realized that there was no vitality on them, and the storage bags and utensils at the waist had already been picked up and taken away.

Their stiff bodies are still sitting upright, and the joyful smiles on their faces seem to be frozen by time.

It seems that nothing will change in thousands of years.

A moment later, a sun-shaped altar carved with flame patterns was made up of pieces of broken stones.

Some people wearing Lieyangzong costumes still hugged the gravel of the altar, trying hard to present the altar in its entirety, but... also died for a long time.

They were not smiling, their expressions were full of horror, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying before they died.

Their pupils were burned by flames, and scorched blood flowed from their mouths, nostrils, and ears, and their images were extremely terrifying.

Among them, there is also an overhaul of the Concentration Realm who is an elder!
Looking at this scene, Pang Jian was also a little creepy. He didn't dare to get too close to the sun-shaped altar, so he just avoided it and left.

There are more and more similar scenes.

Many casual cultivators with inconsistent clothes either died next to the hideous stone statues, or were strangled by the incomplete altar, and strange corpses could be seen everywhere.

Pang Jian, who was walking alone in the forbidden area, looked more and more serious.

"A terrible catastrophe."

He suddenly regretted it.

There are strange and strange praying forbidden places everywhere, which makes him feel as if he is being stared at by alien evil spirits like ice demons, and he does not know how many strange existences like ice demons have projected their sights on this forbidden place.

Once it is discovered that there are believers who are not theirs, or ethnic groups that did not believe in them in the early years to communicate with them, they will be directly wiped out.

In the purgatory world, many fissions and fissions appeared everywhere, and it seemed that it had also affected the former land of praying for spirits.

Let those destroyed altars, stone statues, wood carvings, and stone pillars appear in the perception of evil spirits from other places.

"help me……"

In the center of another shattered sun-like altar, there was a person burning with flames all over his body, struggling with a big cauldron on his head.

His hair has been burned, his flesh is burning, and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth is like flame juice.

He was fixed by the shattered altar, and no matter how hard he tried to summon his strength, he couldn't escape the few red rocks under him.

He wailed terribly, hoping that someone from the Lieyang Sect could hear him, and hoped that meeting the elders of the Blood Moon, Star River League, and Hongshan's Concentration Realm could help him out of the predicament of death.

——He is Yang Rui.

As the proud son of the Lieyang Sect, once No. 1 in the Dongxuan Realm, he unexpectedly ended up in such a miserable end.

What is floating above his head at this moment is the famous spiritual weapon of the Lieyang Sect - Jiuyang Cauldron!

But this magical cauldron with nine suns appeared on the top of the first peak in Yuanmang, now there are no suns, and there are not many miracles in the past.

Obviously, it is also limited by the forbidden area, and many arrays in it have failed.

Pang Jian stopped far away, watching his miserable situation silently behind a stone pillar that had been broken by a large section.

Several casual cultivators with gloomy expressions stood beside the dilapidated altar, and looked at Yang Rui who was burned by the flames indifferently, waiting for him to die soon.

"Do you really think you are the Son of the Sun God?"

A casual cultivator who was over a hundred years old and had a late-stage cultivation in the Dongxuan Realm. Most of his hair was bald, the top was shiny, and there were only a few sparse hairs around the edges.

He spat in disdain, and said coldly: "The group favored by the Sun God has been suppressed in the Fifth Realm for thousands of years, how could they be interested in such a thing?"

"What Lieyang Sect, what Son of the Sun God, it's really ridiculous."

Another person interjected, snorted and said, "In the Fifth Realm, the Yan Clan living in the third continent, and the Yao Clan living in the second continent are the groups favored by the Sun God. Lie Yangzong, what kind of Son of the Sun God is this? Isn’t the spiritual formula you practiced handed down from the Yao Clan and Yan Clan?”

"Yan Clan, Yao Clan, with the infection of filthy force, they will soon return to the upper realm!"

"The times are about to change. The gods in the mysterious place finally perceive purgatory again."

"..."

The three evil heretics that Lei Kun spoke of were just beside Yang Rui, sneering and sarcastic, watching the God Son of the Lieyang Sect go to destruction.

Pang Jian restrained his breath, and listened to their conversation without saying a word, with a strange light in his eyes.

These three aliens who did not know what sorcery they practiced, the Sun God they were talking about, and the Yao Clan and Yan Clan attracted him, making him convinced that there were some mysterious gods, and he really noticed Purgatory again.

"How could the spirit formula of the Lieyang Sect come from a foreign race that has been banned forever?"

A doubt came to his mind, he waited silently, and continued to listen to the conversation of the three heterogeneous cultivators.

I soon learned that the abnormality of this forbidden place for praying spirits is that there are gods who don't know where they are. Through those broken altars, statues, and wood carvings, they are perceiving the world of purgatory that has been hidden for a long time.

In the past, for those mysterious beings, Purgatory seemed to be in a closed and hidden state.

A while ago, I don't know what strange events happened, and the purgatory that disappeared in those divine perceptions seemed to be suddenly lifted from the closed state.

All of a sudden, it appeared in the perception of the gods.

"not……"

Pang Jian subconsciously touched the bronze medal on his chest.

The bronze medal named "The Gate of Purgatory" not long ago absorbed a series of void gaps in the Yunlei Forbidden Area, and the words "The Gate of Purgatory" clearly emerged.

Not long after, a gap in the void gradually tore, and a strange beast comparable to a tenth-level brontosaurus tried to come across the "strange fog".

The strange beast has been wandering in the "strange fog" for tens of thousands of years, and has never been able to find a way to return, nor does it know how to leave.

However, he suddenly noticed the world of purgatory and had a clear coordinate position.

"Impossible, it can't be such a coincidence. The recent anomalies in the world should have nothing to do with me or this bronze medal."

Pang Jian shook his head.

"call!"

The monstrous flames that engulfed Yang Rui were suddenly extinguished.

The most talented new generation of the Lieyang Sect turned into a charcoal-like dry bone and landed on the broken and incomplete altar.

The storage bracelet on his black hand bone was not burned to ashes by the flames, but was still emitting a faint light.

Above his head, the Nine Suns Cauldron that had been floating before fell down with a "clang".

Without the support of his spiritual power, the Nine Suns Cauldron, whose internal array could not function, turned into a pile of broken copper and rotten iron.

But Pang Jian knew in his heart that once he left the forbidden land of praying for spirits, this cauldron with nine suns on its wall would still be a high-level spiritual weapon and still possess great power.

The most important thing is that there is also a big sun hanging in the sky in his spiritual sea, so he should be able to use the Jiuyang Cauldron too!

"I want that cauldron!"

"I want his storage bracelet!"

"You two, share the two most important utensils, then what shall I take?"

The third person shouted angrily.

"You only have a mid-stage cultivation in the Dongxuan Realm, so it's your honor to be able to witness this scene beside you. The catastrophe of heaven and earth has just started, and the best show is yet to come. What are you in a hurry for?"

"Because the catastrophe has come, I need powerful artifacts and power to protect myself!"

While a few people are still arguing...

A tall figure wearing a green and thick shield suddenly rushed out from behind a stone pillar, ignoring their quarrels, and went straight to the scorched bones in the center of the altar.

"Don't make any noise. In order to avoid hurting your peace, I want both things."

Pang Jian stood calmly on the edge of the altar.

He raised his hand to collect the Jiuyang Cauldron first, then cut off Yang Rui's black arm with a sword, and picked up the bracelet as well.

Before they could react, the three evil heretic cultivators saw that the two objects that belonged to them had all fallen into Pang Jian's hands.

The three of them were instantly murderous, with evil fire in their eyes, and they planned to encircle them with a tacit understanding.

"Listen to my advice, don't come after me."

Pang Jian drifted away.

"Chase or not?"

The two cultivators looked at the bald man.

"What do you say?"

The bald evil cultivator smiled strangely coldly, "We may still be afraid of him when we leave the land of praying for spirits. But in this land that is gradually being distorted by the power of gods, do we need to be afraid of such a kid?"

"Even Yang Rui is dead, what is he?"

……

(End of this chapter)