Purgatory

Chapter 575: Honored at the Star Observatory

It was surprising that Pang Jian was able to outperform Li Chu as soon as he found his way to enlightenment through a stroke of luck.

Many true gods secretly believed that Pang Jian's victory was due to the sharpness of the divine sword. However, Li Chu, who used the way of vegetation to create the divine path, did not have a powerful artifact in his hands.

Even so, King Li recognized Pang Jian's identity as the true god.

He rearranged the array of the stone pillars symbolizing Vatican's identity in the observatory, which was to recognize that Pang Jian had the qualifications to talk to them on an equal footing.

However, the news revealed by Pang Jian once again subverted his understanding of Pang Jian.

Pang Jian, who could defeat Li Chu, would never be defeated by the puppet body of an alien god from the outside world, and his divine body would not be severely damaged to such an extent.

If it's not a puppet, it's naturally the body of the alien god.

A real god, or a middle god, came into contact with Pang Jian's body, and a fierce conflict occurred.

Pang Jian actually managed to escape alive!

Just by being alive, King Li had to pay attention to Pang Jian and look at Pang Jian with new eyes.

"Follow me to the observatory, there's a place for you there."

King Li condensed into a stream of countercurrent starlight, heading towards the observatory he carefully built on this starry night.

Pang Jian followed with his sword.

Once upon a time, the first realm of purgatory was an unreachable dream for him.

He had imagined countless times that when he became stronger, he would go to the Pure Land of the First Realm to find his sister Pang Lin.

I also thought that the master could be promoted to a new generation of sword gods and make the sword tower stand in the first place again.

Now, as the nominal leader of the true god of the human race, King Li landed in person and took him to Nanyuan in the first realm, to the star observatory that symbolized the status of the true god.

Looking back on the past, those ups and downs, those struggles between life and death suddenly became meaningful.

Not long after, a vast continent spread out before his eyes.

It was a huge world where mountains and rivers were full of vitality, the world was beautiful, and sects were transcendent.

That's Nanyuan!

"Ghost Sacrifice Sect, Ghost Mother."

With his towering divine body, he deliberately restrained his breath while roaring over the land.

But he was still keenly aware of being secretly observed.

It was a barren rocky mountain, entangled with huge rusty chains, and there were astonishing ghost cries from every chain.

The chains are like imprisoning all ghosts, and the rocks are like suppressing the ghosts of the underworld.

The small temple on the top of the mountain exudes supreme majesty. Although the temple is small, it gives people a sense of majesty.

He immediately knew that the top three powerful men among the true gods of the human race were sitting in meditation in that temple, and they had been carefully comprehending the supreme avenue of reincarnation and cause and effect.

"Don't look at it. She will come to see you later in the observatory."

The starlight made by King Li falls towards another high mountain in the realm of Jiuli Zong, and escapes into the majestic building without a dome.

When Pang Jian arrived at this area, he looked down and saw nine areas separated by rivers.

He also noticed that the tribes living in different areas, the shapes of the buildings, the colors of the practitioners' clothes, and their exercises were all different.

Jiuli Zong is composed of nine tribes, and King Li is the recognized king.

"After your divine body was damaged, it couldn't shrink as much as you wanted, so it stayed in the deep space first. As long as you imprint a condensed divine consciousness on the stone pillar below, it will be connected to you forever."

King Li pointed to a stone pillar at the domeless observatory and said to Pang Jian: "It used to belong to Fanao, but now it belongs to you."

Pang Jian was silent for a moment and said: "Mu Wentao of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect was behind the death of Fan Ao a lot. In the broken land of Hongdu, if I hadn't been protected by Tiandu Sanren, I would have been killed by Mu Wentao." .”

"Why is this Mr. Mu still alive and well?"

In the mist, if Fan'ao didn't show up to deal with Dragon Slash, he would definitely not be able to kill this ninth-level five-clawed golden dragon.

Fan Ao will die because after he left the mist, he immediately spread the news to the world that he killed Long Zhan, making the old thunder dragon extremely furious.

With Hongdu in ruins, Mu Wentao had obviously colluded with the supreme god of the ghost race in the outer realm, but nothing happened.

This was hard for Pang Jian to accept.

"We'll talk about it later. You first imprint a divine consciousness into it." King Li sighed.

Mu Wentao was hiding in Holy Spirit Continent, how could he not know?
Today's demon tribe, there are two demon gods in the Holy Spirit Continent, and there is another demon god in Beiqi who is shrouded in the mist.

There are three demon gods coexisting in the world. Even if there is no alien threat from the fifth realm, it will be very difficult to deal with.

What's more, what's the current situation of the human race?

"it is good."

A colorful radiance flew out from the palm of Pang Jian's immortal soul and fell into the stone pillar prepared by King Li.

The moment his divine consciousness fell into the sky, this stone pillar, which was somewhat similar to the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar, suddenly had reliefs of the sun, moon and stars shining on its surface.

In the dark, he suddenly noticed sixteen... cloud clusters.

These sixteen cloud clusters exist in the sky of purgatory, in the so-called heavenly ban!
The sixteen cloud clusters are all empty inside at this moment, but they should be full of... luck!
Cloud clusters are clusters of clouds that symbolize the thrones of gods. The sixteen clouds symbolize the sixteen seats of gods.

The reason why there is no luck inside is because the luck accumulated over thousands of years has long been fused with the souls of sixteen powerful human beings.After imprinting a piece of divine consciousness, he was finally able to intuitively feel the divine throne, and was surprised to find that the divine throne in the world of purgatory was not an illusory thing.

The Godhead actually exists.

Only a true god like him can understand this truth through the stone pillars set up on the observatory and through the engraving of divine consciousness.

"Everyone, Pang Jian has arrived."

King Li's ethereal and vast divine voice echoed in the empty observatory, transmitting the voice to the human gods in purgatory through special stone pillars.

As a result, one true god with a reputation that shook the world, one after another projected his divine shadow in.

Jiang Fan, Liu Fu, Dong Shangqing, Li Yuanli, Su Wanrou, Ghost Mother, Lin Qiyang...

After Pei Yishan, another Li Chu who was defeated by Pang Jian in the Desolate Realm also appeared exhausted this time.

In the past, King Li, who was also from the Jiuli Sect but became the co-lord of the nine major tribes, did not like him very much and would not allow him to come here.

"Pang Jian, returned from the outer world again."

"Before coming back, he had contact with a middle god. Although he was seriously injured, he managed to escape."

King Li has no nonsense.

After the gods arrived one by one, he explained the situation briefly and concisely, and then said softly: "We will not mention the identity of Pang Jian Realm God for the time being, and there is no need to ask how he entered and exited purgatory."

"We only need to know what kind of power the real bodies of those gods stationed in the sky have."

King Li looked up at the sky above the observatory, and said: "We have to go out eventually. If we had known about their power, we would have made preparations earlier."

In the solemn hall, the gods were silent, digesting the content of King Li's words.

A series of very weighty gazes fell on the stone pillar containing Pang Jian's divine consciousness, looking at the divine figure that gradually condensed.

They are very patient.

They also all know that when the new true god imprints his divine shadow on the stone pillar for the first time, he will inevitably be attracted by the cloud clusters that exist inside the heavenly ban and represent the god's position.

True gods have endless lifespans. As long as they don't seek death themselves, they will never die.

Even in such a difficult moment, even though they had huge doubts, they still took their time and waited for Pang Jian to take the initiative to tell them the truth.

After a long time.

"I don't feel lucky."

Pang Jian's divine shadow inside the pillar looked at the only Li King standing in the palace in his true form, and said, "If there is no luck, how can I restore this divine body to its original state?"

He took great pains to return to purgatory, only because the immortal soul was injured and could not be healed in other worlds.

The sixteen cloud clusters and the heavenly ban existing in purgatory shocked and amazed him, but they could not solve his existing problems.

"There are several ways for luck to reappear."

"If a new god can be created in a short period of time, luck will naturally gather. Judging from the current situation, this is obviously unlikely."

"Then, one of us can break through the heavenly ban and leave purgatory at this time. But there are many gods stationed in the stars and rivers outside the sky, so this is obviously not a good idea."

At this point, King Li paused and glanced at the stone pillar where the Ghost Mother was stationed.

"The last way is to have a true god fall quickly. When his soul dissipates from the world, his luck will return to his position in the forbidden world."

"Pang Jian, this way you can use the returning luck to repair your damaged body."

King Li, who was pushed to this position by the Ghost Mother and Zhu Ji, the true god who should be destroyed in a short time is obviously Mu Wentao.

It can only be Mu Wentao.

Among the existing true gods, there are two who are no longer on the same side as them. One is Mu Wentao, and the other is the one who forged the divine path with the path of death in the broken land of Hongdu.

As for that one, King Li didn't even mention it, and the other true gods didn't respond either.

Until now, they have not figured out how that person secretly cultivated a human woman who practiced the way of death under their noses, and promoted her to the ranks of true gods in the world.

He also couldn't figure out why he could still smelt this divine path and turn it into a god of death.

"If Mu Wentao dies, can I restore my divine body?" Pang Jian asked.

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of all the true gods also quietly fell on the stone pillar where the ghost mother was stationed.

Everyone knows that Mu Wentao is the younger brother of the Ghost Mother, and even his divine position was fought for by the Ghost Mother.

After Mu Wentao betrayed the human race, the Ghost Sacrifice Sect immediately drew a clear line with Mu Wentao, treating him as a sin of the human race and stating that the whole world should punish him.

However, the ghost mother did not make a clear statement personally.

The true gods all knew through their own channels that Mu Wentao was hiding in the Holy Spirit Continent and met the old thunder dragon in the Dragon Cave from time to time.

They also had an open discussion with Mu Wentao, but due to the pressure from Dragon Cave and the Monster Clan, they could not reach an agreement.

The Ghost Mother, remained silent as they discussed the matter.

It is the same at this moment.

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(End of this chapter)