The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 65 - 52 Dark Webs_1

Chapter 65: Chapter 52 Dark Webs_1

Chapter 65 -52 Dark Webs_1

The thick essence blood of the Mysterious Turtle slowly flowed into the bronze medallion, following the small water vortex on his chest.

In the blink of an eye, the puddle formed from the Mysterious Turtle essence blood had actually become shallower.

Pang Jian’s eyes showed surprise as he suddenly recalled the numerous times he had obtained Phoenix Marrow.

The amber-like Phoenix Marrow, emitting a bright white glow, was a tangible object.

The blood-red phoenix that had shot out of Ouyang Duanhai’s body and fluttered about was also condensed from dense blood, likewise a tangible object.

The essence blood of the Mysterious Turtle was the same!

Before his father left, he had left this bronze medallion, which seemed able to absorb some special substantial wonders.

The Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell he practiced could only incorporate nature’s spiritual energy, the spiritual power from spirit stones, and the “Mysterious Yin Power” from other peculiar rocks.

Whether it was qi or power, both were intangible, pure forms of energy.

His Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell could not absorb tangible wonders like Phoenix Marrow or Mysterious Turtle essence blood, but the bronze medallion could.

With both hands behind his head, Pang Jian listened to the snapping sounds outside, Zhou Qingchen’s shouting, but did not hear Dong Tianze’s strange screams, nor did he see Dong Tianze appear at the well’s mouth again.

At the mouth of the well, the enchantingly blooming Blood Lotus filled most of his field of vision.

In a corner between him and the Blood Lotus, the “Spirit Evil” in the form of Roman floated continuously, watching him with hollow and unmoved expression, as though observing his every move.

“The demon girl hides somewhere unknown, secretly using the Spirit Evil to spy on me.”

Pang Jian frowned and pondered.

Soon after, he discovered that the essence blood of the Mysterious Turtle at the bottom of the well was mostly absorbed by the bronze medallion in a short time.

As the blood-water continued to drain downwards, a very small crack was clearly visible on the bronze medallion he had exposed outside his clothing.

At this moment, Pang Jian finally discovered that the mysterious bronze gate had a crack opened!

“So it can be opened!”

Pang Jian’s eyes brightened, and he immediately understood that the Phoenix Marrow from the first Phoenix Bone, as well as the one inside the Black Water Pool, including the blood-red phoenix, were all absorbed by the opening inside the bronze gate.

He just hadn’t noticed at the time.

After seeing that crack, he stared intently, but found that his vision could not penetrate it, and he could not see the scene behind the gate, not knowing what secrets lay hidden within.

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“Only upon reaching the Hollow Profound Realm can one develop Divine Sense, like eyes that can perceive the minute details.”

The words of Luo Hongyan surfaced in his mind, feeling that it was only after he broke through to the Hollow Profound Realm and condensed his Divine Sense that he might be able to see the wonders within the bronze gate.

For now, he feared he could not discern anything.

As he engaged in such wild thoughts, the essence blood of the Mysterious Turtle at the bottom of the well was nearly exhausted, and without touching the blood, the bronze gate could not continue to absorb.

Therefore, Pang Jian took off the bronze medallion pendant from around his neck and pressed the patterned and ringed side into the thickest part of the blood-water.

As expected, the essence blood of the Mysterious Turtle continued to be lost.

The bronze medallion that he pressed downwards absorbed the essence blood from the well belonging to the Mysterious Turtle like a sponge absorbing water, taking it all in bunch by bunch.

Not until not a single trace of bloodstain was visible did Pang Jian carefully and importantly don the bronze medallion again.

Now, within the bronze medallion was another drop of Phoenix Marrow from the Black Water Pool that had formed from the Phoenix Bone consuming the Dark Giant Python—it had not yet repaid him.

Along with the absorbed essence blood of the Mysterious Turtle, there were now two mysterious substances within the bronze medallion for use.

Unfortunately, he could not see the scene inside, could not touch the secrets within the bronze gate, and could only passively wait, waiting like the previous two times for his body to become burning hot.

Looking at the bright red Blood Lotus at the mouth of the well, Pang Jian, who had just retracted the essence blood of the Mysterious Turtle, pondered whether or not to go out and cooperate with Zhou Qingchen against Dong Tianze.

But the moment he thought about Dong Tianze’s speed and the strangeness of the Spiritual Artifact Ghost Howling, he hesitated again.

“It might be better to wait for him to come in. When he suddenly falls and sees not a single drop of the Mysterious Turtle essence blood, he will hardly be able to maintain his calm.”

Pang Jian’s emotions surged as he considered how, standing at the bottom of the pit, he could best make use of the timing and terrain.

With the Dragon Pattern Spear in hand, he paced slowly under the well, observing any objects that could be harnessed, contemplating plans that could be implemented.

He measured distances with the Dragon Pattern Spear and judged the reach of his attacks with the length of the spear, thinking about where he should position himself when the time came.

The space at the bottom of the well was narrow, and the Dragon Pattern Spear was quite long, so the angle of movement would inevitably be limited during intense battle, and he must ensure that the spear didn’t get in his own way at a critical moment.

He continuously adjusted his position, his mind pondering where he should be if Dong Tianze were at a certain spot to be most advantageous.

He repeatedly scrutinized the details.

Moments later, he took out the silver net from the bamboo basket on his back, which was small when contracted but large when expanded.

The net’s wires were exceedingly tough, having caught the Phoenix Marrow heart-eaten Ouyang Duanhai, preventing him, who had completely lost his Spiritual Intelligence, from breaking free.

If Dong Tianze were to carelessly fall into this net, he might not be able to break through instantly either.

Pang Jian spread out the silver net, his eyes flickering as he looked at the “well wall” that resembled dried meat.

Holding one corner of the net, he pierced the “well wall” with the Dragon Pattern Spear, creating holes, and nimbly climbed up seven or eight meters to secure a corner of the net above with a bamboo flute.

He moved around on all sides of the well wall.

Sometimes he climbed upwards, looking down under the bright red lotus to the bottom of the well, other times quickly descending into the well and gazing upwards.

The “Spirit Evil” in the form of Roman watched him woodenly, always hurriedly avoiding him whenever he came close.

This “Spirit Evil” did not wish to conflict with him, nor did it want to be misunderstood, so it always avoided his observations.

Pang Jian didn’t care and kept himself busy with his own tasks.

After a while, the silver giant net, fixed in place by several sharp spirit stones with impurities and the bamboo flute, was spread out above his head.

He carefully confirmed that from the bottom of the well, he could see the existence of the large silver net through the dim light from above.

Looking down from above, the bottom of the well was gloomy and dark, barely allowing the silver net to be seen without close inspection.

—This was still under that bright lotus.

If one were at the well mouth, with a eerie lotus emitting red light, it would be even harder to discern the existence of that net.

“You’re the jackal of the Dong Family, yet I am the master of these woods. I’d like to see you break through that red lotus and plummet to the pit’s bottom, to see how you’ll avoid this net!”

Pang Jian’s mind was greatly steadied, as he placed the Dragon Pattern Spear within arm’s reach, quietly waiting for Dong Tianze to fall into the trap.

As long as that red lotus was struck, he’d be immediately alerted and could react in an instant.

He even had the leisure to take out a pure Spirit Stone from the Upper Realm to draw Spiritual Power while filling his Spiritual Sea and silently waiting.

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On the island.

Dong Tianze was suffering from the self-immolation of “Spirit Evil,” his body wreathed with a faint black smoke, leaving him with no energy to rush towards the pit.

By the time he quenched the threat caused by burning Soul Fire of “Spirit Evil,” his ears and nostrils were dripping with tainted blood, making him look even more sinister and terrifying.

“Ding dang! Ding dang!”

Zhou Qingchen and Luo Hongyan were either hitting with the ubiquitous stones or shooting with steel needles, silver forks, and other sharp instruments, causing Ghost Howling to constantly shift direction in mid-air.

Ghost Howling wobbled uncertainly among a cluster of soul spirits and ghost objects, struggling to reach Dong Tianze.

At last, Dong Tianze wiped away the final vestiges of ash formed by “Spirit Evil” and glanced at Shangguan Qin with a frown.

Shangguan Qin, her face stained with blood, watched Dong Tianze’s new pitiful image inflicted by “Spirit Evil,” her heart secretly pleased,

The malice in her eyes nearly bursting forth, it seemed her sole purpose in living was to witness Dong Tianze’s death before her own.

“Auntie, you really want to see me die, don’t you?”

Dong Tianze’s lips curled into a grin.

“No, not at all!”

Shangguan Qin looked down anxiously.

“I’ve said before, I really hate when people lie to me. Even if you want me dead, you have to brave enough to say it, otherwise, it will be your death.”

Having rid himself of “Spirit Evil,” Dong Tianze’s hand shot out like lightning, and with a “crack,” he twisted her neck, breaking it.

And with that, Shangguan Qin was no more.

Dong Tianze, now free, immediately confronted Ghost Howling and quickly appeared amidst the many soul spirits and ghost objects.

The moment he grasped Ghost Howling again, his aura transformed in an instant, as he swung it towards Zhou Qingchen.

“Wooao! Wuu wuu!”

Accompanied by the mournful howls of countless ghosts, the numerous soul spirits and ghost objects suddenly coalesced into an enormous Demon God with a green face and ferocious fangs, poised to tear Zhou Qingchen to shreds.

“Catch that!”

Seeing something was amiss, Han Duping hastily threw the Heart Protection Mirror from the mountainside, tossing it above Zhou Qingchen’s head.

A majestic and towering Red Mountain suddenly appeared above Zhou Qingchen’s head, blocking the savage Demon God that was snapping at him.

Dong Tianze scoffed as he lightly tugged Ghost Howling in the air, maneuvering the massive Demon God, preparing to first slay Luo Hongyan, the constant meddler.

The discerning Luo Hongyan, somehow already beside Han Duping, clung to the sobbing Su Meng and kindly reminded her from afar, “Your Mysterious Turtle Essence Blood is still at the bottom of the well.”

Dong Tianze realized his mistake immediately. He spared the evasive Luo Hongyan and gave up on fighting Zhou Qingchen to the death, gripping Ghost Howling and dashing towards the pit.

With Ghost Howling in hand, he was confident he could shatter the Blood Lotus and swiftly execute Pang Jian waiting at the bottom of the well.

He worried that Pang Jian truly had the ability to refine the scarce remaining Mysterious Turtle Essence Blood or maliciously contaminate it, preventing the success of his future Marrow Cleaning.

“Pang Jian is still down there!”

Zhou Qingchen’s face changed dramatically with rage, glaring at Luo Hongyan for her loose tongue.

Luo Hongyan didn’t care, her lips puckered into a light smile, “Of course, I know he’s down there.”

“Han, hurry and follow me down the well. Let’s join forces and slaughter that brat Dong Tianze! Ning, besides scurrying around causing trouble, can’t you actually make a real effort?!” Zhou Qingchen roared angrily.

Amid his cry, he rushed towards the pit with his Cold Iron Long Blade, but Dong Tianze was too quick, reaching the pit with lightning speed, far beyond his ability to catch up.

“Damn it!”

With a roar, Zhou Qingchen forcefully threw his Cold Iron Long Blade towards the pit below, lightening his own weight before leaping onto the Red Mountain suspended overhead.

The mountain, heavy as ten thousand catties, carrying him like a red cloud, soared through the sky, racing towards the pit below.

“Here I come!”

Han Duping shouted as he turned into a giant silver sphere and rolled down the mountain, swiftly following towards the pit.

Knowing full well how ruthless Dong Tianze was, yet when Zhou Qingchen called him, he followed without hesitation, ready to fight to the death.

“Ning, Ning sister, Pang Jian he…”

Su Meng’s eyes were brimming with tears, her vision of Luo Hongyan blurred, appearing almost god-like and demonic.

She murmured, “My father is dead, Uncle He is dead, you can’t let Pang Jian die too.”

Luo Hongyan tucked her hands into her sleeves and looked down from the top of the low mountain, her face cold as she spoke indifferently, “It’s still undetermined who will die.”

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