The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 855 - 815: Exorcising Demons

The Original Demon plan aimed to merge the strengths of all Demon Gods to create the strongest among them.

Its first step was merely the Sovereign.

This plan, initiated by He Motian and heavily pushed forward by five Great Demon Gods, aimed to assert the supremacy of the Heaven Demon Clan over all others.

The ultimate goal of this plan was to elevate the Original Demon to... the status of a Divine King!

To forge the Original Demon, the Great Demon Gods had exhausted every resource, even tossing the precious "demon nest" into Purgatory to seize relics from the Mo Tian Overlord.

The Original Demon, a novel and unconventional creature, took root in the evil thoughts of all beings and was nearly impossible to eradicate completely.

He was the king of all demons, the source of all evil. As long as creatures harbored evil thoughts and sought to comprehend the truths of the Demon Path, He could never be truly eradicated.

Being the crystallization of all Demon Gods’ wisdom, He was nearly immortal.

He could only have his power weakened.

"Do you understand me?"

The image of the Original Demon emerged from the Demon Stone on Wu Yuan’s forehead, transforming into a handsome man strikingly similar to the Source Demon.

Behind him lay nine Demonic Realm Worlds—continuously forming and vanishing due to His power.

Each time a Demonic Realm World shattered, a new one was born, each seemingly more aligned with the truths of the Demon Path.

Within the nine shifting Demonic Realm Worlds, the silhouettes of nine massive demons grew, like nine additional facets of the Original Demon.

"Pang Jian, do you think by helping Him to hunt and absorb my avatars in the external demonic realms, He could truly resist me?" The Original Demon laughed casually, "He was originally one of my facets. His power stems from me; his empowerment further empowers me."

"Even you can control the Demon Gods with Mo Tian’s robe and their real names."

"Do you think I wouldn’t be able to?"

The Original Demon laughed unrestrainedly.

The nine Demonic Realm Worlds displayed in the "demon nest" suddenly merged into one, forming a realm of blazing flames.

In this Demonic Realm World, the skies burned with bright red clouds from which intense meteors streaked through the void, and on the ground, rivers of flame meandered like serpents.

Wielding the Black Gold Demon Sword, the Source Demon and Yuan Hui fought desperately in this terrifying, burning demonic realm.

Behind the Source Demon, a vortex collected from lava, operated in the manner of the "Original Demon Fusion Spell," sucking in all the fierce powers of the demonic realm.

It also absorbed the deeply comprehended Demon Path truths from Yuan Hui.

"All the power He draws in can be used by me."

"The Forgotten Demon Path, expertly mastered by Yuan Hui, can also be applied to Wu Yuan, making him forget his past and remember only me."

"Ultimately, all traces of Wu Yuan’s life will be replaced by me."

The Original Demon described the current situation leisurely.

Within the deepest reaches of Wu Yuan’s Spirit Sea of Consciousness, the boundless demonic shadow of the Original Demon, crackling with flames, was infiltrating Wu Yuan’s Divine Consciousness.

Within Wu Yuan’s Primordial Spirit, clusters of the Original Demon’s Demon Soul surged, devilishly consuming Wu Yuan’s memory traces.

"I knew you would care about this boy’s life and death," the Original Demon smirked. "But I don’t care. He, He Motian, the Fahua, and other great Demon Gods like the Source Demon and Yuan Hui—I don’t care about any of them."

"As long as I do not perish, all other demons can be extinguished."

"I am the key to the prosperity of the Demon Path, the origin of demons, and their ultimate destination."

"Hiss Hiss!"

Blue-black Demon Fire burned within Wu Yuan.

"Pang Jian, from the moment I acquired Spiritual Intelligence, I knew I was eternal. My growth can’t be stopped by anyone, not God Luo, nor any other Sovereigns."

"I am destined to become the Fifth Sovereign, and I even have the chance to surpass the other four and see what the Divine King’s landscape looks like!"

The Original Demon’s consciousness began to fully invade Wu Yuan’s Primordial Spirit.

"I would care about his life and death if I could keep his Spiritual Soul intact. But if I really can’t, then I will make a rational choice,"

Pang Jian said somewhat helplessly.

The next moment, he pressed the Thunder Pond in his hand against Wu Yuan’s forehead, resisting the Demon Stone known as "Demon Nest."

"Boom!"

Endless Thunderous Lightning, accompanied by the booming sound of obliterating everything, poured into the depths of the "Demon Nest."

The Thunder God intended to eradicate the Ghost Clan, the Demon Clan, and all the extreme and obstinate wills of the Ghost Gods and Demon Gods. Each burst of Thunderous Lightning exploded, turning the inner world of the "Demon Nest" into the most dreadful place on earth in an instant.

The fierce Demonic Realm formed by the union of the Nine Great Demon Realms was instantly obliterated.

The Source Demon, Yuan Hui, and the so-called "Original Demon Fusion Spell" vortex inside disappeared clean in an instant.

"Pang Jian!" From somewhere in the space, a cry of surprise from the Source Demon echoed: "I was just tainted by the power of the Original, I am still searching for Yuan Hui, I feel for a moment like I do not belong to myself!"

It was a Demon Realm with three suns suspended in the sky.

This Demon Realm was also extremely intense, but the clouds in the sky did not burn, nor did any Flaming Meteors fall, and the ground was not covered with rivers of magma.

Previously, everything Pang Jian had seen was a false illusion created by the Original Demon.

Knowing it was futile, Pang Jian resolutely summoned the Thunder Pond’s attack, directly shattering these illusions.

"Crackle!"

The annihilating Thunderous Lightning with a breath that shocked the heavens surged through the world inside the "Demon Nest," entering Wu Yuan’s Sea of Consciousness, turning into furious dragons and giant pythons twisting within the dark blue Sea of Consciousness.

The huge demonic figure formed by the Original Demon was torn apart by the lightning in the Thunder Pond and obliterated with a bang.

More lightning, like silver-white waterfalls connecting heaven and earth, hung in this peculiar space, rapidly closing in on Wu Yuan’s Primordial Spirit.

"I cannot kill you, but I can severely wound you. The Demon Souls gathered in Wu Yuan’s Primordial Spirit, I will erase them all now."

"Wu Yuan will die, but you will also be severely weakened once again."

Dozens of thick torrents of lightning, under the control of Pang Jian’s divine authority, rushed toward Wu Yuan’s Primordial Spirit, locking onto clusters of Demon Souls early on.

Thousands of azure-gray Demon Souls, the traces of the Original Demon’s very essence, were branded with many truths of the Demon Path offered up by various Demon Gods.

The Thunderous Lightning roared down, obliterating all these traces of essence. To recover afterward, the Original Demon would need to spend a considerable amount of time and energy.

"You actually do not care about his life or death."

The Original Demon showed no panic; its shadow in the Demon Stone gradually blurred.

The traces of its essence in Wu Yuan’s Primordial Spirit also faded bit by bit under Pang Jian’s gaze.

Eventually, before those torrents of lightning struck, all signs of it in the Demon Stone and in Wu Yuan’s brain and Primordial Spirit completely disappeared.

The Original Demon was forced to withdraw from within Wu Yuan.

Its power, its traces of essence, its fragmentary consciousness, were hidden by the Secret Skill within the evil thoughts of the hearts of the beings in Purgatory.

As long as the beings of Purgatory are not destroyed, it will not perish.

"It turns out, it has always been here, and it’s everywhere," Wu Yuan sighed lowly, watching the torrents of lightning stop and feeling Pang Jian’s final ceasefire, "Will I ever be able to escape from it?"

"Master the Thunder Skill, or surpass it in spiritual cultivation. Otherwise, it will be difficult," Pang Jian said after taking back the Thunder Pond.

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