Purgatory

Chapter 843 The Situation of the True God Beyond Heaven

Beyond the sky, there is an unknown star field.

Among the many dim and dead stars, there is a foggy area shrouded in sand and dust all year round, with few human traces.

There are no rich resources here, no mining areas, and the energy of the galaxy is extremely thin, so no one cares about it.

There are no traces of life on those dead stars. It can be regarded as a land abandoned by the gods.

Inside the mist, there are jagged rocks suspended in the dust-filled void.

Above one of the huge gray-white rocks, strong space waves suddenly emerged, and a narrow space gap like a blade quickly formed.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Many strong men with different appearances and seemingly from different ethnic groups escaped from the gaps in the space one by one.

They come from different star realms.

"We are not extinct in the sky, so it is considered a victory." Lin Baixiang, whose long white eyebrows were like a slender white dragon, hanging naturally from both sides of his cheeks, coughed a few times while speaking, and seemed to be lacking in energy and blood.

Like him, like Du Tianyan, like the ethereal true god of the human race outside the world, he has long learned to adjust his bones and organs, pretending to be an alien from outside the world to move around.

In the later eras, due to the many arrangements left behind by the gods of the outer world in the galaxy outside of purgatory, those who broke the prison and heavenly ban and finally escaped from purgatory suffered a head-on blow and were directly destroyed.

From the initial dozens of people to only nine people now, the number of true gods in the human race is getting smaller and smaller.

"Mr. Lin, your condition seems to be getting worse."

He glanced at the passers-by with his turbid eyes, and then asked Xu Ling, who also came from Jianlou, "How are you doing lately?"

Except for the God of Destiny, the four major masters outside the sky don't care about ethnic conflicts at all. The other three masters have a tacit understanding on facing the true god of the human race very early on.

Without abundant resources for cultivation, he did not dare to reveal his identity, so he could only survive in anonymity.

When the true gods of the human race appear, they will drive their subordinates to kill them, and among them, Luo Shen is the most unscrupulous.

Leaving purgatory is a dead end.

But after arriving at this gray-white rock, he immediately used his qi and blood magical powers to change his bones, body shape, skin and face, all of which turned into the image of a human race.

"After I was promoted to the Divine Appearance Realm, without the support of magical medicines and spiritual treasures, my realm was only stable."

Most of the time, exposure of identity means...death.

These people are familiar with each other, and when they look at each other, they sigh with emotion, their faces are gloomy, and they appear to be worried.

Lin Baixiang pinched one of his long eyebrows, smiled nonchalantly, and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover."

The handsome and graceful Void Spirit Sword God, who had just shown himself as a ghost, now returned to his original appearance and said with a wry smile: "The star field where I haunt happens to be in the spirit clan world ruled by Fuya, the God of Wisdom, so He is often searched by the high-ranking gods of the Eldar clan and never dares to show his power."

After the death of the original leader, the true gods of the human race who were active in the outer world would lose their companions every once in a while.

Xu Ling sighed and said: "I'm pretty good, but you... haven't your injuries healed yet?"

Unless they meet someone of the same level, or a god who is stronger than them, their identity is generally unlikely to be revealed.

Without the departure of new true gods, the older generation of true gods are like rats crossing the street, being targeted by the gods from outside, which has resulted in the current difficult situation.

Du Tianyan, who was originally a majestic and strong man, now had his body shrunk by twice as much. He cupped his hands at Lin Baixiang who sat down and said, "A hundred years have passed in a flash, and there are only nine of us left."

"A great catastrophe that occurs once in a hundred thousand years has been set off in the sea of ​​fog." Du Tianyan, who occasionally went deep into the mist, leaned on a rock and said in a deep voice: "With the great catastrophe, all the world of prison will be affected. I know what will happen to my homeland.”

"Purgatory..."

Many true gods of the human race showed expressions of remembrance.

Before they broke the heavenly ban and left, they were the strongest beings in the world of Purgatory, and they were the leaders of one of the top forces with great reputations.

They never imagined that after stepping out of purgatory and traveling across the boundless galaxy, they would end up in this situation.

The surviving true gods still don't understand why the original true god leader insisted on destroying the temples, which made the masters outside the sky furious and regarded the human race from purgatory as a cancer.

With their leader dead, they have no answers and can only continue to hide.

"The God of Light and the God of Wisdom seem to have all gone to the galaxy above the sea of ​​fog."

Pei Lin, who came from the Desolate Realm and is now at the Shenqi Realm, is quite well-informed about the information. He said: "I huddled in a demon realm and pretended to believe in a demon god. I got a lot of information recently."

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Pei Lin said that there was a strange creature called the Origin Demon, who broke away from the world of purgatory and hunted demon gods everywhere to increase his strength. "Origin Demon..." Xu Ling was slightly moved and said: "If I guessed correctly, he should be the Source Demon Sword in the Sword Tower. Who got him out, promoted him to a demon god, and escaped from Purgatory?"

"He is also a disciple of your Jianlou. His name is Pang Jian. He seems to...have become a true god." Pei Lin explained.

"Well!"

Lin Baixiang was a little excited and said with a smile: "After the few of us stepped out of purgatory, I heard that Jianlou was forced to fall to the second realm because of the loss of the true god."

"Ha, if a junior like Pang Jian becomes a god, then my sword tower should be able to return to the ancestral land."

This is rare good news in recent years.

"The catastrophe has come, but we can't help. If this continues, sooner or later we will fall into silence one by one." Du Tianyan frowned and said: "I am even more afraid of trouble in my homeland, afraid of those alien races who have the support of gods from the sky. If we can change the world in purgatory, I'm afraid our human race will lose its foundation in the end."

As soon as these words came out, the remaining human true gods outside the sky were all in a bad mood.

After a while.

"What we lack is resources, and we also lack an existence in the God Lord Realm." Lin Baixiang looked at everyone and said: "The few people who had hoped to attack the God Lord Realm all died while destroying the temples. Later, several people also tried , all ended in failure without exception, which was a major blow to us.”

"This new era, this 100,000-year catastrophe, may be our opportunity."

Lin Baixiang's eyes swept over the faces of Du Tianyan, Xu Ling, and Pei Lin, the true gods outside the world, and said expectantly: "If anyone among you can successfully reach the realm of the God Lord, we still have hope."

"Mr. Lin, you should have the most hope." Pei Lin shouted.

Lin Baixiang shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "I was injured too seriously. It is impossible to even recover. How can I talk about reaching the realm of God Lord?"

"Perhaps in our hometown, there will be rising stars of the new era who can stand out extremely dazzlingly and help us break the shackles of this realm." Xu Ling murmured.

"It's difficult, it's as difficult as climbing to the sky."

"The gods of the galaxy are stationed above the sea of ​​fog. Going out is a dead end. Who can survive?"

"Xu Ling, you are too daring to think."

Everyone was talking, but no one thought that in this era, there would be latecomers who could create miracles in Purgatory.

……

Purgatory, the first realm.

Xirang Continent, the former site of Jian Tower.

A handsome man with black hair, black eyes, and wildly raised eyebrows, with a wooden sword hanging on his waist and a copper mask in one hand, stood under the nine-story tower hanging upside down.

"Jianlou! We are finally home!"

The sword spirit in the wooden sword made a trembling buzzing sound.

"Mu Qingya!"

"Tianmu Sword!"

On the ground floor of the sword building, the fat old man, the thin old man, and the sword spirit named Feng Niang all appeared from the suddenly opened window and looked at the uninvited guest in front of them.

Mu Qingya, also known as Tianmu Sword, is a sword god who escaped from purgatory.

He is also the ancestor of Mu Aichuan's lineage.

After thousands of years, this older sword god reappeared in the sword tower, causing a sensation in an instant.

Li Zhaotian, as well as Jianlou elders like Guanghe, Wang Ce, and Liu Junhong, all rushed back immediately no matter what they were doing.

Not long after, everyone gathered at Mojian Peak from a long time ago and stood in front of Mu Qingya.

"Li Zhaotian, right? Pang Jian, is he your apprentice?"

In the galaxy outside the sky, Mu Qingya, who is anonymously known as the Bronze-Faced God, looks at the contemporary landlord with meaningful eyes.

Li Zhaotian grinned: "Yes, he is my apprentice."

Mu Qingya nodded and said, "You have gained a good disciple."

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(End of this chapter)