The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 66 - 53 A Glimmer of Sharpness in the Darkness_1
Chapter 66: Chapter 53 A Glimmer of Sharpness in the Darkness!_1
Chapter 66 -53 A Glimmer of Sharpness in the Darkness!_1
“Huh!”
Like a wisp of smoke that drifted unpredictably, Dong Tianze used the “Nine Curves Ghost Charm” to float towards the pit with a twisting agility.
He chose to completely ignore Zhou Qingchen and Han Duping, who were behind him; he only wanted to confirm that there was no issue with the Mysterious Turtle Essence Blood.
The ghostly cry of the Ghost Howling suddenly ceased without a trace, and the huge Demon God, formed by the condensed soul spirits and ghost objects, also vanished into the nine holes on the blade’s body.
There have always been two distinctly different ways to control the Ghost Howling.
When the cry of a myriad of ghosts rose, the sharpness and sturdiness of the artifact itself would weaken, but its power to corrode the spirits of living beings would surge suddenly.
As soon as the ghostly crying stopped, the fierce sharpness within the Ghost Howling’s spirit array would become an indomitable blade.
Splitting that enchanting red lotus obviously did not require the accompanying wailing of ghost objects; it only needed the sharpest facet of the Ghost Howling to be revealed.
Dong Tianze, like a ghost drifting to the mouth of the well, held the arm clutching the Ghost Howling, which suddenly became covered with a layer of thin frost.
This was the bone-chilling coldness of his spiritual power, which seeped into the Ghost Howling continuously, causing a chill to spill out beyond the surface of the skin.
At that moment, Pang Jian, who had been silently waiting for Dong Tianze at the bottom of the well, sprung up like a compressed spring.
He sensed the anomaly outside the well!
Pang Jian, with both hands tightly grasping the Dragon Pattern Spear, suddenly appeared in the darkest area beneath him, as if invisible at the bottom of the well.
This was the best attack point he had determined after much deliberation!
The strange red lotus above, with the most bloodline patterns converging at the bud, had become a burst of blood clouds, which caused the dim light that shone down from the well’s mouth to be obscured in one place.
Reflected at the bottom of the well, a small, darkest area emerged.
Pang Jian, in this darkest area, gathered the spiritual power of the Spiritual Sea, letting it flow along the four channels connecting his arms to the palms.
In the pitch darkness at the bottom of the well, the spearhead of the Dragon Pattern Spear emitted a glint of blue light like the point of a needle.
This glint was so fierce, just like Pang Jian’s gaze at the moment!
“Pang Jian, I’m coming for you.”
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Dong Tianze, having completed his power buildup, now dove headfirst with the Ghost Howling leading the way, striking towards the brightly colored red lotus that filled the well’s mouth.
At the same moment, Luo Hongyan, whom Zhou Qingchen reproached for not exerting her efforts, gently closed her eyes.
“Kid, now I’ll see how you survive this!”
At the edge of the Ghost Howling blade, there suddenly shone a golden brilliance, and the nine holes were instantly filled with golden light!
The moment the sharp golden radiance appeared, the blade, forged of Black Gold, stabbed towards the bud of the enchanting lotus!
Suddenly, all the blood-red lines that made up the bud quietly vanished in an instant.
The bud disappeared into thin air!
Dong Tianze’s fully charged strike thus pierced empty air, and the massive inertia wrapped in high-velocity impact forced him to lose control, shooting straight towards the bottom of the well!
Sensing that something was amiss, Dong Tianze frantically looked around, and suddenly saw a vast silver net.
“Silver Silkworm Web!”
Dong Tianze, recognizing the object, screamed and wielded the Ghost Howling wildly, thrusting and stirring to tear a crack in the “Silver Silkworm Web.”
However, his rapidly falling body, still under the immense inertia, pulled on the “Silver Silkworm Web,” sending him toward the bottom of the well like a silkworm cocoon trapped in a net.
In the gloomy depths of the well, not a drop of Mysterious Turtle Essence Blood remained, and atop the smooth Phoenix Bone, a man stood holding a spear with both hands.
As immovable as a rock, the hands that gripped the long spear were exceptionally steady, without a tremor, as if time had frozen him in this state for countless years.
In his cold eyes shone absolute composure and calm, devoid of any fluctuation of emotion.
He hid in the shadows, standing in a blind spot in Dong Tianze’s field of vision, watching Dong Tianze draw ever closer, waiting for the most opportune moment to strike.
He was extremely patient, not the least bit anxious, as if he could wait thousands, even millions, of years for that moment.
“Where is he?!”
Dong Tianze, not having seen the Mysterious Turtle Essence Blood and unable to find Pang Jian, twisted his body frantically in mid-air, trying to escape from the net before hitting the ground.
But he was already ensnared by the “Silver Silkworm Web”; the silver threads restricted the movements of his wrists and shoulders, greatly diminishing the range of motion with which he could wield the Ghost Howling.
“Buzz!”
A sharp and peculiar scream suddenly pierced the air!
Dong Tianze’s face paled with fright. Without having seen Pang Jian, he was the first to spot a dazzling point of cyan light!
In the dim world at the bottom of the well, that point of cyan light was extremely conspicuous, dazzling Dong Tianze momentarily.
Dong Tianze tried to concentrate, ready to use the Ghost Howling’s Soul Capture, but he felt a chill at the back of his head.
He knew instantly that another “Spirit Evil” had infiltrated his mind, causing self-combustion to disrupt his consciousness and prevent him from accurately controlling himself!
He cursed as he struggled furiously within the “Silver Silkworm Web.”
Pang Jian exploded with force, his legs pushing against the ground, his waist and abdomen working together to channel the flood-like spiritual power into the Dragon Pattern Spear, activating the two arrays of strength and sharpness to their extremes!
His body and the long spear became one, the Dragon Pattern Spear seemed to become a part of his life, his spiritual power flowing unobstructed, reaching the tip of the spear!
The cyan luminance of the spear tip, so bright that it dazzled him, the bearer of the spear!
“Puff!”
The Dragon Pattern Spear pierced into Dong Tianze’s spine, pinning him alongside the “Silver Silkworm Web” to the well wall that resembled the dry flesh of the Mysterious Turtle!
Having struck successfully, Pang Jian did not hesitate to pull out the Dragon Pattern Spear, and as blood sprayed, he thrust again!
As Dong Tianze and the “Silver Silkworm Web” lost the fixation of the Dragon Pattern Spear and were sliding towards the bottom of the well, Pang Jian’s spear pinned them again to the well wall!
After suffering two heavy blows, Dong Tianze, dazed with pain, only then did the last “Spirit Evil” burn to exhaustion.
His spiritual intelligence momentarily returned to clarity, and, constrained by the “Silver Silkworm Web,” he quickly used another function of the Ghost Howling.
Without him swinging the Ghost Howling, cries of a myriad of ghosts emanated from the nine holes on the blade.
Pang Jian felt as if he was surrounded by a gloomy Ghost Realm, with countless soul spirits and ghostly objects filling his vision, and a chillingly terrifying aura seemed to permeate his body through every pore.
Suddenly, the bronze door pendant beneath his chest grew scorching hot.
It was like a spark igniting his spiritual intelligence; just when Pang Jian was about to be overwhelmed by Soul Spirit Ghost Objects, he suddenly became impervious to all evil.
For the second time, he drew out the Dragon Pattern Spear, and under the horrified gaze of Dong Tianze, he thrust it down again.
“Pff!”
On the third strike, the Dragon Pattern Spear pinned Dong Tianze and the “Silver Silkworm Web” together against the dry, flesh-like well wall.
By this time, Dong Tianze finally felt the touch of solid ground.
His spirit, tired from the myriad invasions of “Spirit Evil,” and his body repeatedly pierced because of his curled posture, he could hardly muster any energy.
Staring at Pang Jian, who suddenly emerged from the dark and dealt him successive heavy blows, Dong Tianze’s mind went blank.
How could this be?
How is this possible?
He opened his mouth, secreting a fluid that was either saliva or blood, and as a ruthless and cold-blooded character like him could endure all sorts of physical pain.
But the intense frustration of being severely injured by Pang Jian was something he could not bear!
“Phoenix Change!”
Just when Pang Jian was about to pull out the Dragon Pattern Spear again, Dong Tianze thought of that forbidden technique and bit his tongue to recite it silently in his heart.
Trapped within the “Silver Silkworm Web,” a resplendent phoenix suddenly appeared on his forehead, dancing gracefully as if it were a mark of his brow, exuding supreme majesty!
The colorful phoenix shone light in the dark depths of the well, and from it, a vast heavenly power spread out through Dong Tianze’s body.
The noble and magnificent phoenix, so vast and mysterious, looked completely out of place with Dong Tianze’s mangled body and terrifying wounds.
The light it released and the phoenix mark it formed were like the brightest diamonds in the world, dazzling to the extreme.
The gaping, horrific wounds on Dong Tianze’s body stopped bleeding instantly; the blood vessels and fibers were visibly stitching back together.
Curling his body, he chanted something in a soft, grateful voice, his expression extremely pious and humble.
In the midst of darkness, he felt as though the master high above the Ninth Heaven was bestowing favor upon him.
At that moment, he received the care of a deity-like master, granting him the power to stay alive.
Gathering strength inside the “Silver Silkworm Web,” not waiting for the Dragon Pattern Spear to leave his body, he bit his tongue to regain consciousness and flicked aside the silver threads with a slash of Ghost Howling.
Pang Jian forcefully withdrew the Dragon Pattern Spear, only to find that not a single drop of blood flowed from the huge wound.
“Pang Jian!”
Outside the well, urgent footsteps and Zhou Qingchen’s screams suddenly came.
It was only now that Zhou Qingchen had arrived.
Below the well, Dong Tianze, who had cut his way out of the “Silver Silkworm Web” and now sported three fierce wounds on his lower back, stared at Pang Jian with wolf-like, bloodthirsty eyes.
Pang Jian, indifferent, channeled spiritual power into the Dragon Pattern Spear, preparing for his next strike.
Suddenly, Dong Tianze felt like he was about to pass out; he immediately realized that due to severe mental blows combined with excessive blood loss, even with the care of his Upper Realm master, he couldn’t hold on much longer.
The soul-capturing sound of Ghost Howling was ineffective against Pang Jian; it was hard for him to swiftly deal with Pang Jian in his current state.
If Zhou Qingchen and others fell into the trap, even if he killed Pang Jian, he would be left to die at the bottom of the well.
As numerous thoughts flashed by, Dong Tianze suddenly cleared the way with Ghost Howling and headed straight for the mouth of the well.
“Drip-drop!”
Blood dripped from the spearhead; Pang Jian, holding the spear in one hand, frowned as he watched Dong Tianze climb upwards.
Because a phoenix had appeared on his forehead, Dong Tianze at this moment became extremely dangerous, as if about to unleash infinite potential, which made Pang Jian wary as well.
It wasn’t wise to act at this moment; it might completely enrage this cornered beast, causing Dong Tianze to fight to the death.
“One must remove the roots when cutting down weeds.”
But after a moment’s hesitation, Pang Jian still decided to make his move!
He followed the carved grooves in the well wall, climbing upwards like a nimble monkey, closing in on Dong Tianze with spear in hand.
“Lingering Evil Spirit!”
Fury and viciousness covered Dong Tianze’s face.
He wished he could turn around and ignore the threat of Zhou Qingchen, to first slaughter this unknown youngster.
Without even getting a chance to strike and having been pierced with three wounds, he had intended to spare Pang Jian for now.
Yet, this stranger named Pang Jian was fixated on him, determined to kill, which fueled the flames of anger in Dong Tianze’s heart.
“Pang Jian, there’s a Demon Girl on the island! You must hold on!”
Zhou Qingchen shouted from afar.
This shout bolstered Pang Jian’s fighting spirit and also shook Dong Tianze, reminding him there were hidden opponents on the island.
The creator of “Spirit Evil”, who had been controlling them from the shadows, had yet to reveal himself; Dong Tianze’s current plight was also due to a group of “Spirit Evil” possessing and self-immolating.
Thinking of the unseen onlooker, Dong Tianze suddenly sobered up, his anger extinguished by a douse of cold water.
The Mysterious Turtle Essence Blood, which he had been gathering within him for bone and marrow cleansing, was reluctantly mobilized by him.
Shooting out from the well like an arrow, he surged upward, not wanting to entangle with Pang Jian any longer.
“Whoosh!”
Seeing he couldn’t catch up, Pang Jian threw the Dragon Pattern Spear, and just before Dong Tianze left the well, he struck him again on the buttocks.
“Ow!”
With a furious howl, Dong Tianze slapped away the Long Spear stuck in his buttocks, and upon emerging from the fatal well, he parried the strike of a Cold Iron Long Blade with Ghost Howling.
Without looking back, he leaped into Wulan Lake and disappeared beneath the waters.
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