Purgatory

Chapter 516 Overhaul of evil ways
The first realm, Nanyuan.

Ghost Festival Sect.

Because there are two true gods, the Ghost Sacrifice Sect has a deeper foundation than the Jiuli Sect, and there are a total of nineteen Immortal Realm overhauls in the sect.

Xing Heng is one of them.

For any sect, Immortal Realm is the backbone, and the sect’s massive resources are poured into each creation.

Therefore, the fate of the Immortal Realm Overhaul is also very important.

At this moment, Shang Ye, the current leader of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, was standing in the dark stone hall where the "Life Soul Tablet" was placed.

He took off the "Soul of Life" card corresponding to Xing Heng and injected his spiritual consciousness into it to check.

Everything Xing Heng experienced in the quarter of an hour before his soul flew into annihilation was imprinted on the "Soul of Life Card".

He watched Xing Heng communicate with people through the black jade waist badge, watched Xing Heng jump out of the ghost cloud ship, and watched Pang Jian come with the dynamic magic sword.

He also watched Xing Heng be beheaded by Pang Jian.

"Jianlou, Pang Jian."

Shang Ye knew what happened immediately.

He was deeply shocked at first.

The terrifying thunder that emerged from the Qingming ghost fire, and the true meaning of the avenue contained in it, made him, who knew the secrets of the ghost path, feel uneasy.

After calming down, he began to think further.

"Xing Heng, why did you insist on capturing Dong Tianze? Why did he still refuse to give up after Pang Jian showed up? The person standing behind Xing Heng is..."

Shang Ye thought about it for a while and figured out the reason, so he chose to report to the ghost mother in person.

……

Deep inside the Ghost Festival Sect.

A barren rocky mountain is bound by many rusty chains. There is only a small temple on the top of the mountain.

The chains with strong traces of time can occasionally hear the numbing sounds of ghosts. The chains seem to be connected to the underworld and ghosts, as if they can lead to another time and space.

The temple on the top of the mountain seems to be a pagoda that suppresses all evil spirits, with supreme majesty.

After Shang Ye stood in front of the temple, he reported the death of General Xing Heng in detail through the stone gate.

Then he waited without saying a word.

After a long time, the ghost mother's voice sounded faintly from the temple: "What exactly Wen Tao is thinking, even I can't guess."

Protector Xing Heng and second elder Jiang Cen are all from Mu Wentao's lineage.

In the same immortal realm, it is not that easy for Jiang Cen to command Xing Heng. From what Shang Ye saw through the "Soul of Life Card", it was definitely not Jiang Cen who was talking to Xing Heng.

If it were Jiang Cen, Xing Heng wouldn't be so cautious or awe-inspiring.

In the entire Ghost Sacrifice Sect, apart from the Ghost Mother, there is only one other true god who can make Xing Heng so obedient.

Even Shang Ye, as the leader of the clan, knew that he did not have that ability or status.

Therefore, the person who instructed Xing Heng to capture Dong Tianze alive, but still refused to give up after Pang Jian showed up, was Mu Wentao, another true god of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect.

——He is also the junior brother of the Ghost Mother.

Shang Ye lowered his head and asked for instructions: "What should I do about Jianlou?"

"The human race needs a swordsman who is stronger than Li Zhaotian, and even more, a powerful sword god." The ghost mother's voice was emotionless and she said coldly: "In this era, no true god will hinder the most powerful sword god. I can’t hinder the birth of your daughter, and certainly not Wen Tao.”

Shang Ye turned away, looked at a grave a hundred miles away, and said, "Then..."

"Don't do anything as the leader of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect. Wen Tao is currently not in the sect, and I don't know where he has gone. I will wait for him to come to me on his own initiative." Ghost Mother said again.

Shang Ye nodded respectfully: "Then I understand."

……

As a casual cultivator, Shang Xiuchun was able to take root in Hongdu City and be promoted to the Immortal Realm, so he was naturally outstanding.

What's great about him is that he can get away as soon as he smells danger.

He has worked hard to run Hongdu City for many years, setting up a trading area in the city, creating teahouses, restaurants, and amusement parks for all kinds of sensual dogs and horses, for those casual cultivators who lick blood from their swords to enjoy themselves.

Through this, he obtained tens of millions of spiritual stones and jade.

Hongdu City has always been a huge gold mine in his hands, and its importance to him is self-evident.

However, when he realized that this piece of land in Hongdu had become a place chosen by some terrible forces, it also involved the Jianlou and the Ghost Sacrifice Sect.

He immediately cut the meat and left.

"Staying alive, surviving in this troubled world, is the most important thing."

After shooting out of the Hongdu Broken Ground like ghost lightning, Shang Xiuchun thought about it, turned back and took a deep look, and sighed: "When you gods fight, why did you choose the Hongdu Broken Land that I manage?"

He didn't know what kind of power was involved in the secret, but he knew he couldn't afford to provoke it.

After one glance, he regrouped his strength and thought about where to escape anonymously.

"The most dangerous place is the safest, Demon Abyss."

He quickly settled on his goal.

At this time, an extremely large bone door suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.

The Thousand-foot-high Bone Gate is in an open state.

Behind the door, an ancient city made of bones appeared faintly, with many fleshless bones walking in the city.

Those withered bones are not limited to humans, there are ferocious beasts, alien races, and many alien species that have disappeared in the long river of time.

A skinny figure, wearing a loose gray robe, stepped out of the grand Bone Gate with a smile on his face.

After coming out, he advised in a gentle voice: "Shang Xiuchun, Hongdu City cannot live without you. Please go back."

"White Bone Sect, White Bone Saint Lu Qinghe, you are still alive!" Shang Xiuchun was shocked.

The White Bone Sect, like the Blood Spirit Sect, was once a major sect in the second realm, and was also defined as a crooked sect by the first realm sect.

The master of the White Bone Sect calls himself the White Bone Sage.

This evil sect knows how to refine bone puppets. Foreign races, ferocious beasts, spiritual beasts, and humans can all be refined into bone puppets by the evil skills of the Bone Sect.

But this sect has been destroyed for nearly a thousand years, and the disciples of the Bone Sect are killed every time they appear.

In recent hundreds of years, the Bone Sect has gradually disappeared, and not even a single disciple has reappeared.

The last White Bone Saint of the White Bone Sect, Lu Qinghe, was said to have been killed by Jiang Ran, the great elder of the Sword Tower.

After many years, Lu Qinghe reappeared in the world. Looking at his cultivation level... he seemed to have reached the peak of immortality!

"You, Lu Qinghe, were the ones who induced Pang Jian to enter the broken ground of Hongdu and destroy the space teleportation array?" Shang Xiuchun said solemnly.

"No."

Lu Qinghe smiled and shook his head. He stood in front of the thousand-foot-high bone door, as small as a mosquito.

"I am just one of the banners, and the route I banned is this one." Lu Qinghe patiently explained to Shang Xiuchun: "There are also several routes banned by sects such as the Blood Prison Sect and the Blackwood Sect. Only people are allowed to enter this fragmented land of Hongdu, and no one is allowed to leave."

"Brother Shang, please forgive me."

Lu Qinghe bowed apologetically.

The giant skeleton door thousands of feet high behind him suddenly ignited with forest-white flames.

Along with the bone-cold flames, some skeleton giants strode out from the Bone City behind the portal.

"Please come back!"

Lu Qinghe's bent waist had just straightened up when a huge evil power suddenly surged out from the White Bone Portal.

Shang Xiuchun's body was pushed by the evil divine power, like a small insect in the rolling tide. It was unable to shake the power of heaven and could no longer control itself.

He just fell to the broken ground of Hongdu.

"City Lord!"

Those casual cultivators who knew something was wrong because of his decisive evacuation also followed him and escaped from Hongdu City.

But suddenly he saw him retreating involuntarily from the void outside the Broken Earth.

……

Lake shore.

Dong Tianze broke through the lake and stopped next to Pang Jian. The two of them heard the frightened screams of the casual cultivators coming from the void in the northernmost part of the Broken Land.

"It's really strange."

Pang Jian frowned, and immediately rushed to the sky, gathering his power to look at the northern sky.

A huge portal made of white bones stands in the void in the north of Hongdu. There are white bone puppets without flesh and blood, walking out from the door in a mighty manner.

"Bone Gate!"

"The real evil sect Bone Sect!"

"White Bone Saint Lu Qinghe! Wasn't he killed by Jiang Ran from Jianlou? Why did he come out to make trouble again?"

The casual cultivators screamed in horror.

When someone saw that the situation was not good, they planned to bypass the Bone Gate and escape from the other side of the broken ground.

A sea of ​​filthy blood with a pungent smell of blood appeared in the void to the west of the broken land. Several practitioners wrapped in bright red robes emerged from the sea of ​​filthy blood with a loud smile.

"The Blood Prison is here, do you dare to come in?"

A plump middle-aged woman, her face covered with thick makeup and her lips seemed to be smeared with blood, smiled at those who approached.

The thick white powder on her face contrasted with the bright red at the corners of her mouth, making her look quite scary.

"Blood Prison! Blood Prison Sect!"

A Soul Travel Realm casual cultivator, with his scalp numb, rushed to the location of the filthy sea of ​​blood. When he heard the name of Blood Prison, he was about to turn around and flee, when the fat woman raised her hand and pulled him back.

Dark red blood surged in her palm, creating a super strong suction force.

The wandering soul cultivator flew towards her palm involuntarily. On the way, his internal organs exploded, and his bones and flesh exploded.

Before it fell into her palm, the casual cultivator turned into a ball of blood mud and merged into the filthy sea of ​​blood.

"Blackwood Cult!"

"A member of the Blackwood Sect has appeared!"

To the east of Hongdu's broken ground, some cultivators also let out strange screams of fear and despair.

Pang Jian turned around and immediately noticed that a gloomy sea of ​​black trees appeared out of thin air in the eastern void.

The atmosphere he felt from the gloomy sea of ​​black trees was that of death and silence.

In Pang Jian's mind, the alien god who was entrusted in the wooden man's body suddenly appeared. The alien god once tried to infect and engulf the World Tree in Yunze.

His dissipated breath causes all things to wither and die.

The Blackwood Sect must have something to do with him.

"Is it the Jianlou that is coming after you?" Dong Tianze took out the Yinling Blood Halberd, looked around a few times, and said in a deep voice: "You should ask for help from the Jianlou immediately."

"And I will also tell her."

Dong Tianze took the initiative to communicate with Pang Lin using the mark between his eyebrows.

……

(End of this chapter)