The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 81 - 68 Ground Flame Spell_1

Chapter 81: Chapter 68: Ground Flame Spell_1

Chapter 81 -68: Ground Flame Spell_1

After a one-sided battle ended, Zhou Qingchen and Han Duping, these old partners, would habitually have some drinks to relax their nerves.

Han Duping ordered a jar of wine, and the two of them guarded the door, drinking and chatting idly.

Pang Jian, who had ensured there were no more enemies alive inside the house, turned around and quickly dragged Qiu Li’s corpse over.

Lin Quanshan’s body, which lay dead in the street, was also tossed into the Peace Inn by Pang Jian.

He even wiped clean the bloodstains where Lin Quanshan had fallen, and under Zhou Qingchen’s and Han Duping’s curious gaze, he also meticulously cleaned up the bloodstains where Qiu Li had fallen.

Having done all this, he washed the blood off his hands at the water vat and said to the two of them, “I’m going to rest across the street.”

With that, he opened the door of a shop across the street in full view of the two of them and then closed the shop’s door behind him.

The two men drinking wine silently watched his actions, as he dragged the bodies off the street and cleaned up the bloodstains, before he headed to the stone building across the way.

Only after he disappeared did Han Duping take a large gulp of wine and express his feelings, “Is being a hunter in the mountains now so difficult?”

Zhou Qingchen couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

“Not only does one need meticulous thought, the knowledge to devise hunting plans, but also the swiftness to cover one’s tracks. And when striking, one must be utterly ruthless; to attack is to ensure the prey’s death.”

Han Duping, with deep eyes, stared at the house Pang Jian had entered, rubbing his forehead in distress, “How do I feel that I couldn’t even be a competent hunter in the Solitude Mountain Range?”

Hearing this, Zhou Qingchen also lost his smile, his expression turning odd as he fell silent.

He thought of when Jian Yaoyang entered the room, and he and Pang Jian, one to the left and one to the right, simultaneously struck to kill.

He noticed that from beginning to end, Pang Jian didn’t panic once; those calm and composed eyes made him feel fear just looking at them.

Then, as soon as Pang Jian saw Jian Yaoyang inhale the poison powder, he immediately pierced through the window with his spear, first killing a man outside, then leaped through the window to slay another female cultivator.

Such clean and decisive methods, such cold-blooded ruthlessness, made Zhou Qingchen feel stunned upon recalling them now.

—This was also the second time he had seen Pang Jian take action.

The first time was when Pang Jian took advantage of the Soul Capture Demon Sound to assassinate He Ziren outside the rock pile, and he did not know the subsequent events of the battle at Black Water Pool, as he had left beforehand.

The severe injury Pang Jian inflicted on Dong Tianze at the bottom of Lake Heart Island was also something he had not witnessed personally.

This time, he had finally seen firsthand how terrifying the energy Pang Jian displayed in the heat of battle could be.

“Some people are born for these grand scenes, naturally bloodthirsty and bellicose.”

After a while, Zhou Qingchen remarked emotionally, “Pang Jian might just be such a person. Even if he is a hunter in the Solitude Mountain Range, he would still be the king of these mountains. No other beast or hunter could possibly gain an advantage over him.”

“You saying that makes me feel a bit better.” Han Duping said in a resigned voice.

“Have you two finished your wine? Aren’t you going to come inside and tidy up? The spirit stones and possessions on these people—don’t you want them?” Luo Hongyan’s chilly voice suddenly came from inside the house.

“We’re coming.”

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“Ground Flame Spell.”

In the dimly lit shop, Pang Jian sat in the corner, looking at the magic spell in the light peeking through the window crack, and also took out a hot Earth Flame Stone he had acquired.

After carefully reading the initial chapters of the “Ground Flame Spell” a few times, Pang Jian decided to cultivate with the Earth Flame Stone.

He placed the Earth Flame Stone against the position of his Spiritual Sea at his dantian, activated the “Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell” to refine its power, and soon felt spiritual power mixed with strands of fire-like intense force quietly appearing in his dantian.

At this point, he began to condense the Power of Earth Flame within his Spiritual Sea in his dantian, following the method recorded in the “Ground Flame Spell.”

The spiritual power entered the Spiritual Sea below as smoothly as usual.

Along with the spiritual energy being absorbed, the Power of Earth Flame from the Earth Flame Stone turned into bunches of slender Flaming Meteors, shooting from above the dantian into a spot in the lower Spiritual Sea.

In the vast Spiritual Sea, a small portion actively dissipated spiritual power to welcome the descent of the Flaming Meteors.

As a result, strands of the Power of Earth Flame gathered in one place, gradually forming a small Flame Pool within the Spiritual Sea.

Compared to the size of his Spiritual Sea, the Flame Pool occupied only a very small portion, merely to contain the Power of Earth Flame, preparing for the operation of future magic spells.

One stone, two stones, three stones.

In a short while, Pang Jian had drained the Power of Earth Flame from seven Earth Flame Stones, all of which he channeled into the newly created small Flame Pool.

After that, he took out the “Ground Flame Spell” again, flipping to the later chapters.

“Hisss!”

With a thought, the Flame Force inside the Flame Pool connected with two meridians, one below the Spiritual Sea and the other at the palm of his hand.

He saw strands of crimson Flame Force, mingled with the cyan-glowing spiritual power, flowing through his meridians.

“First quickly, then slowly, rolling backwards to gather, storing up energy before releasing it.”

Pang Jian operated the Flame Force as recorded above.

Strands of thin crimson Flame Force were enveloped by his spiritual power, racing through the meridians in his arm.

The Flame Force sometimes raced towards his palm and sometimes gradually slowed down, suddenly rolling backward fiercely, merging with the incoming Flame Force and spiritual power from behind to form a more tumultuous and violent surge.

The passage of the “Ground Flame Spell”‘s Flame Force through the palm was neither accomplished in one go nor with a single burst of effort.

It would roll back into the palm several times, gathering the forces from behind into one stream, eventually erupting with an incredibly violent momentum.

Pang Jian repeatedly attempted, rolling the Flame Force wave after wave, merging into a richer mix of Flame Force and spiritual power.

“Swoosh!”

A mass of red-hot flame energy suddenly burst forth from the palm of his hand and, with a casual slap towards the adjacent cupboard, charred it to a blackened crisp.

The room was soon filled with a faint scent of magma and sulfur.

“Ground Flame Spell!”

Pang Jian abruptly stood up.

This spell, with its unique attribute, was astonishingly powerful, far surpassing the strength of simply guiding Spiritual Power in its explosive force.

At that moment, he couldn’t help but recall the scene where Zhou Qingchen evoked an attack, causing a quaint Red Mountain to emerge.

And the person from the Raging Sun Sect earlier, with a miniature sun seeming to burst forth in his palm, must have been using an attack technique similar to the “Ground Flame Spell”.

“The Flame Force is circulating too slowly, I’m not yet proficient, and it takes too long to build up for an explosion.”

He quickly understood that he was unfamiliar with the new way of manipulating the “Ground Flame Spell,” and the recirculation of the Flame Force was too sluggish.

He would have to practice innumerable times to fully adapt to this new method of releasing energy, to reach a point where, with a mere thought, the Flame Force could instantly burst forth in his palm.

“Knock, knock!”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by Luo Hongyan’s voice, “It’s me, let me in.”

Pang Jian frowned; he hadn’t heard footsteps, which meant Luo Hongyan had been standing outside for a while, waiting until he detonated the cupboard with Flame Force before knocking.

“The door is unlocked.”

Pang Jian responded with an indifferent tone.

“Oh.”

Luo Hongyan pushed the door open, entered the room, and upon smelling the faint scent of magma and sulfur, she exclaimed in surprise, “You’ve managed to release the Power of Earth Flame already?”

While speaking, she closed the door behind her, and in the dim room, she threw a cloth bag towards Pang Jian.

“This is not a storage bag, inside are some Spirit Stones, your rightful share.”

Luo Hongyan tugged at the corner of her mouth, speaking disdainfully, “Seven paupers. I’ve never seen such meager possessions; combined, they weren’t worth much, no wonder they took such risks.”

Pang Jian caught the cloth bag and found that it contained only about twenty-odd Spirit Stones, and said in surprise, “Is this all?”

“Yes, they were probably barely self-sufficient. They must have been reluctant to use Spirit Stones in their everyday cultivation. They only brought all their possessions on this dangerous expedition, hoping to replenish their strength with Spirit Stones in case of emergency.”

Luo Hongyan frowned and shook her head regretfully, “I searched them thoroughly, but they didn’t have any noteworthy spells to offer; all were the superficial techniques taught by the Star River Alliance, unsuitable for you.”

Pang Jian transferred the Spirit Stones to his own storage bag without saying anything more.

“Pang Jian, I truly mean you no harm, please believe me,” Luo Hongyan suddenly said.

Pang Jian looked at her dispassionately.

“On the island, when I was trapped by the Heavenly Spirit Tower, you rescued me in time. I fought for those items because you didn’t abandon me as you did with Ning Yao at Black Water Pool.”

After leaving these words, without waiting for any response from Pang Jian, Luo Hongyan turned and walked away.

Only when she reached the door did she say, “Get ready, we should move on.”

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The Void Sea of Consciousness.

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Ning Yao, who had long been silent in the shadows, her eyes fixed on the strikingly beautiful red silhouette, asked, “Why go through all this trouble to get close to him, if what you want is just that bronze plaque on his chest? Why must you gain his trust and recognition?”

Luo Hongyan glanced at her and shook her head, saying, “You don’t understand anything.”

Ning Yao furrowed her brows, “Now that we are in the city, just find a way to get the bronze plaque, why bother wracking your brains over needless matters?”

“I’ve been considering lately whether I should completely take possession of you and walk the world in your guise,” Luo Hongyan said with a smile.

Ning Yao was terrified and dared not speak another word.

“Be good, and don’t bother me again,” Luo Hongyan urged with a little humph.

She remembered her days, centuries before, when she was cultivating in a now-vanished Sect.

In that Sect, all she had experienced was deceit and betrayal, plots and backstabbing.

The friends she thought closest coveted her beauty. Once she had made her refusal clear, they changed their faces, capable of the most unscrupulous deeds.

Now, the way she was interacting with Pang Jian, Su Meng, Zhou Qingchen, and others, in a different identity, was something she had never experienced in her life.

She could feel that, although they were somewhat wary of her, there was no malice or willingness to harm each other, nor were quibbles over material distribution.

There was mutual trust among them, casual conversations flowed freely; Zhou Qingchen, despite being a young master, had no pretensions and did not regard himself too highly.

Compared to that cold, cruel Sect, where fellow disciples committed vile and revolting acts, this small group brought her a sense of novelty and ease.

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