The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 1051 - 106 New World (End of the Book)_2

These god spirits yearned with all their hearts to break free from the Mysterious Fog Sea, shattering one by one through the "prison" Boundary Wall Sky Curtain, wishing to soar in a broader cosmic expanse.

Those who broke through the cage were easily infected and assimilated by its power, becoming god spirits entirely controlled by it.

God spirits not under its control were deemed ’Evil Gods and freaks’ by it, and were hunted down by the orthodox god spirits under its command, ensuring its perpetual invincibility.

Under such circumstances, it could never be defeated, and it once believed this situation could continue indefinitely.

Until the creation of the Nether Tribe and the sudden emergence of the Purgatory Human Tribe.

These two novel tribes were not any of the races it created in the Outer Star River; they were entirely new entities.

They were another version of it, the crystallization of wisdom derived from long periods of time and repeated failures.

With a brand-new system, they continuously strengthened themselves, growing stronger without relying on their Bloodlines.

It gradually felt a sense of crisis and thus, it unleashed a fiercer war of conquest.

As the four "prison" Boundary Wall Worlds shattered one by one, the god spirits fleeing the Mysterious Fog Sea, if not tamed and enslaved, would be eradicated by the god spirits from the Hall of Gods acting on its command.

The Human True Gods initially appeared quite submissive, leading it to mistakenly believe they were controllable.

But due to this, a previous Hall of Gods cracked open.

The Human True Gods were then slaughtered, gradually fading away in the Outer Star River, leaving only a few damaged gods gasping for survival.

The Netherworld Gods, regarded as Evil Gods and freaks, didn’t stir up any waves, always hiding deep in the Misty Sea, causing no substantial harm to it.

Suddenly, an endless torrent of pain surged in Pang Jian’s heart.

He abruptly woke up and immediately saw that the bizarre deep sea within the "Spear of Creation" had completely vanished. freeweɓnovel.cøm

That spear, a manifestation of the will from beyond, also dissolved into nothingness in the palm of his hand.

Many more new stars, lands, and Fragment Lands, along with various wondrous scenes, continued to form in a world now devoid of the Mysterious Fog.

Below, the originally majestic and vast Mountain of Origin was now as small as a grain of rice.

The numerous stars connected to the mountain, the silver rays of light, had also long since ceased to exist.

The ultimate intensity of pain seemed to originate from that rice-sized Mountain of Origin, the lone remaining imprint of the Misty Sea Will.

Filled to the brim within the specks of light was boundless pain and helplessness.

Unlike it from beyond, the separated Misty Sea Will retained intense emotions.

It always knew that their relationship was symbiotic and was aware of its own origins.

It felt deep feelings for all beings.

Whether it was the creatures in the Misty Sea or the beings beyond, the gods, or even the stars and the celestial bodies, it knew all were created by them.

It grieved for the stars as they shattered and the sun and moon as they collapsed.

It grieved even more as myriad lives were lost to slaughter and war.

This sorrow had persisted for eons, indelible, eternally residing within it.

While it wished to preserve its own Spiritual Intelligence, it was continuously resisting the other it from beyond.

Yet after trying countless methods, it realized that the path of competition laid out by the other it, based on the survival of the fittest, was... correct!

Only by fostering such competition could the beings of the Misty Sea earn the right to compete with the gods from beyond, allowing life to continue within the Misty Sea World.

It, too, could only strengthen itself in this manner, preserving the integrity of its Spiritual Intelligence.

Yet, the other remained untouched by emotions, able to face the destruction and deathly stillness of stars and creatures with absolute cold indifference.

The other could, but it could not.

It passively endured everything, finding no way to change the status quo, forever existing in the shadow of the other, tormented by the destruction of beings and the stars.

Such pain had tormented it for countless years, driving it to the brink.

It was tired, weary, at its breaking point.

It also deeply knew that it and the other were integral to each other; unless it perished, the other would never truly vanish.

Now, it had chosen obliteration on its own.

"Whoosh!"

The last speck of its existence, akin to a grain of rice, thus completely dissipated.

In the world, the Mysterious Fog Sea no longer existed.

Its Divine Aura Will, all traces it had covered across this realm, vanished without a trace.

Just like the "Spear of Creation" and the "Sea of Creation."

A brand-new Galaxy World now permanently merged with the realm above.

Both it—they, personifications of the laws of cosmic order—and their consciousness all vanished, yet the Great Tao Law they governed converged within Pang Jian.

Countless Law messages and Mysteries of Law, like a tidal sea, surged within Pang Jian.

Life, soul, light, darkness, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, storms, Rules of Extreme Cold, deadly poison, destruction, death—all the true laws of the world became tools at Pang Jian’s command.

He could trace all the past, find the lost imprints from the vanished river of time.

Luo Hongyan, father, mother...

Every person and thing that had existed left traces that could be found; with his current realm of achievements, he could easily revive departed friends and family.

"Hu! Hu hu!"

Pang Jian’s eyes concentrated.

At the bottom of the world where the fog had dissipated was a world mixed with endless supernatural abilities.

That world had no sun, moon, stars, no land, no creatures, only boundless mixed energies.

It was vast and unexplored.

Staring at it, Pang Jian felt like he was looking at himself, feeling as if he were a manifestation of the energy will of the world below.

The Mysterious Fog Sea had always covered it above, separating the heavens above controlled by another entity from the vast Misty Sea.

"I..."

Pang Jian’s mind wandered, disappearing among the stars in an instant.

He descended below, entering that unique world filled with boundless supernatural abilities.

The myriad orders of the Great Tao inside him, the deepest mysteries of laws, allowed him to create anything he desired in this new energy world.

Stars, sun, moon, fragmented lands, pieces of Forbidden and Holy Lands containing the mysteries of the Tao began to form in this world.

This was his origin.

This unique world, brimming with immense supernatural abilities, had no basic laws of order yet could become the foundation of all material worlds.

The supreme will within the Misty Sea must have inadvertently come into contact with this world.

It hid this unique world under the guise of the Mysterious Fog Sea to prevent its discovery and corruption by the entity outside.

It was protecting this pure energy form of a world, which had yet to generate any laws of order.

"How did I actually come into being?"

"Could it be the will of the Misty Sea that bestowed me with spiritual wisdom, allowing me to be born in flesh and blood in Purgatory?"

Pang Jian couldn’t find the answer.

Yet, he felt that he was the conscious awakening of all the energy in the world below.

And now, he had returned.

Today, his entire being was a collective of order and laws, possessing divine abilities and techniques to create and give life.

"First to create, then to give life."

His will stretched infinitely.

The pure energy state of the new world suddenly underwent earth-shattering changes as endless energy gathered and condensed into the starry world he envisioned.

"New World!"

"A completely new, unfamiliar world, filled with vast supernatural abilities!"

"Pang Jian is forging a new world again!"

The beings of the twelve "Prison" worlds in the dissipating fog-covered Star River noticed the majestic new world below and surged eagerly downward.

"So, there was another small world, carefully protected all along."

"My brother seems to belong to the world below, the awakened being of that world’s energy will."

Pang Lin murmured from high above.

"Hua!"

A faint light suddenly emerged at the site where Luo Hongyan had died.

The light expanded and grew continuously as Soul Breath and Qi and Blood slowly melded, eventually taking the form of Luo Hongyan.

In the fractured Void Temple, a figure with a confused expression appeared, surrounded by mysterious Law Silent Lightning.

"Pang Jian."

Pang Qi called out softly.

In an instant, he slipped out of the spatial crevice and appeared in the real world.

Suddenly, he felt a familiar presence slowly intensifying in a corner of the Netherworld Prison.

"Lingjia!"

"You, too, have been brought back by Pang Jian!"

Pang Qi’s eyes welled up with tears.

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(Final Chapter, end of the book)