The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 885 - 845 The Responsibility of the Realm God

"First Realm God."

In a tree hollow filled with the stench of decay, Muduo awoke from his long slumber, gazing solemnly at the Realm God Card floating before his eyes.

It was a Realm God Card shaped like a bronze door, which now had a crack open.

When the "door" was opened, Muduo could see through the fine slit, a sight of a strange and wondrous world.

A figure, radiant in golden divine light, resembling an ancient giant spirit, stood proudly on the vast Bronze Continent, quietly watching over numerous doors in space.

The place where He stood was but one of them.

"Whoosh!"

Flecks of brand light scattered from the Realm God Card He wielded, merging into His godhood.

"There is a hierarchy among Realm Gods? Is there also a leader?"

"The figure before me, is He the so-called First Realm God? Can the First Realm God, through the Realm God Card, oversee all other Realm Gods and exert a binding influence upon them?"

Muduo suddenly felt that the Realm God Card in his hand was becoming somewhat hot to the touch.

He was a High God from the Wood Tribe in the Outer Star River, and the arrival of this Realm God Card into His hands was a fortunate coincidence.

—The Realm God Card was something He had obtained at a high price from a marketplace where gods converged in the Outer Realm.

After acquiring the Realm God Card, He carefully studied its secrets, only then learning that the Realm God Card in His hand was connected to a "Prison" of Heaven and Earth in the Mysterious Fog Sea, long since extinguished.

This prison was called Wood Prison and was the stronghold of the Misty Sea’s Wood Tribe, with relevant records in the history of the Wood Tribe.

However, the Wood Prison had long been destroyed, and the Wood Tribe Realm God who had controlled the Wood Prison’s Realm God Card should have perished, allowing this Realm God Card to drift into the outside world.

After changing hands several times, this Realm God Card finally came into His possession.

As a fellow member of the Wood Tribe, after many years of study and completely grasping the many peculiarities of this Realm God Card, He steadily enhanced His bloodline power and elevated Himself into the ranks of High Gods.

The Wood Tribe was not considered powerful among those in the Outer Domain Galaxy, and High Gods like Him were extremely rare.

The Realm God Card He had obtained was of great assistance to Him, and through the Realm God Card, He learned that the prosperity of His Wood Tribe was intimately linked to the "World Tree."

And He knew, if He could find a "World Tree" and help it ascend to a thirteenth-level Exotic Spirit,

Then with a thirteenth-level "World Tree" and the Realm God Card in His hand, He could recreate Wood Prison within the Mysterious Fog Sea.

And if He truly succeeded in this endeavor, He might have a chance to emerge as the Sovereign of the Wood Tribe within the newly founded Wood Prison.

Sovereign!

Every time He thought of becoming the Sovereign of the Wood Tribe, Muduo’s blood boiled with excitement, and for this, He traveled across numerous worlds until He found this dead "World Tree."

Alas, the tree had long perished, and no matter how He watered and cared for it, the tree showed no sign of life.

Muduo, harboring grand ambitions for sovereignty, was unwilling to give up and lay in slumber beside this dead "World Tree," longing for a miracle to happen.

Muduo yearned for the day when this "World Tree" would once again teem with life.

"Your Excellency, since you are the First Realm God, where are you currently?"

Piecing together new knowledge, Muduo sat up straight, solemnly staring at the "door" ajar, and said, "I am not a member of the Wood Tribe from Wood Prison. I have been searching for the World Tree all these years, I..."

Muduo had a feeling, if He wished, He could step into that world through the crack of the "door" now open in the Realm God Card before Him.

"I am in Purgatory, on the seventh layer of Purgatory," said the towering golden giant standing on the Bronze Continent, calmly. "I am a Realm God born from the Human Race of Purgatory. As soon as I sensed your presence, I knew what you were searching for."

"Coincidentally, the World Tree you’ve been tirelessly seeking for many years happens to exist in our Purgatory World."

"If you can help it reach the thirteenth level, Wood Prison will reappear within the Mysterious Fog Sea, and with the thirteenth-level World Tree, you could become the Sovereign within Wood Prison," the golden giant said with a smile.

"Is this true?" Muduo stood up abruptly.

"If you are willing to come in, I can show it to you," the golden giant said with profound confidence. "In our Purgatory World, there are members of your Wood Tribe. If you have an Altar of Praying to God for communication, go and ask the strong members of the Wood Tribe in Purgatory, and you will know whether my words are true or false."

"What level is it at now?" Muduo asked eagerly.

"It has just reached the eleventh level not long ago, two levels short of the thirteenth," the golden giant replied.

"Allow me, allow me some time to think. Purgatory, Human Race..." Muduo scratched his head and showed visible distress and anguish.

He was well aware that Purgatory was one part of the "Prison" of Heaven and Earth in the Mysterious Fog Sea, and how the Human True Gods who had left Purgatory once shone brightly across the many realms.

Yet due to the destruction of the Hall of Gods, the Human True Gods faced catastrophic destruction, leaving them in a dire state now.

Apart from the God of Destiny, the other three Sovereigns were targeting the Human True Gods, treating them as Alien Gods and outcasts. Anyone who dared to associate with the Human True Gods would be treated the same way.

Muduo worried that if he secretly communicated with the powerful beings of the Human Race within Purgatory, those three Sovereigns would come to know of it.

Then, he would bring endless trouble to himself and the Wood Tribe.

...

"First Realm God."

Xinghuan hastily stopped lecturing and entered his private chamber, where he retrieved the Realm God Tablet and gazed at the slightly opened "crack in the door".

Like Muduo, he saw a towering golden giant god and the vast Continent.

Xinghuan, a member of the Star Tribe, had reached the level of a High God.

But he rarely displayed his Divine Power in public, instead hiding in a kingdom mainly inhabited by the Star Tribe, spreading doctrines for an organization known as the Star God Church.

He had acquired this Realm God Tablet by chance and through it, he learned of an odd world within the Mysterious Fog Sea, which was once called Star Prison.

Xinghuan wasn’t expecting to harness any powerful force through the Realm God Tablet. He was merely curious about the destroyed Star Prison.

Just now, while he was talking about the mysteries of the stars, the Realm God Tablet suddenly opened a crack. Only after receiving an influx of new knowledge did he realize that within all Realm Gods, there was a notion of a "First Realm God".

He also learned that as a member of the Star Tribe who was recognized by the Realm God Tablet, he bore the duty of reconstructing Star Prison.

If Star Prison were to reemerge in the Mysterious Fog Sea, he hoped to elevate his Godhood, becoming a Sovereign.

"To become a Sovereign by reconstructing Star Prison?"

Xinghuan had no great ambitions, yet the information newly revealed through the Realm God Tablet still stirred him profoundly.

"Who are you?"

After hesitating a while, Xinghuan initiated communication, addressing the golden colossal spirit.

"Purgatory’s Realm God, my name is Pang Jian, and I’m of Human Race origin."

The golden towering God Spirit, with a mere thought, sent a startlingly clear spiritual voice resonating within the Realm God Tablet in Xinghuan’s hands, "The holder of the Realm God Tablet bears the responsibility of rebuilding the destroyed Prison of Heaven and Earth. Those willing to undertake this will receive ample reward from the supreme will within the Mysterious Fog Sea once the Prison of Heaven and Earth is restored."

"Please consider carefully."

...

At the peak of Thunder God Mountain.

"First Realm God!"

The Old Ape sitting on a Realm God Tablet bared its teeth, screeching, "That little mongrel Pang Jian..."

"No! Your brother!"

Yuan Yi, noticing the bone-chilling coldness in Pang Lin’s eyes, hastily corrected himself midway, saying, "Your brother in the Seventh Realm of Purgatory seems to have truly mastered the Realm God Tablet, becoming the leader among us Realm Gods!"

Pang Lin calmly said, "I can see."

Yuan Yi was taken aback, then realized that the current holder of the Black Phoenix Demon Body was indeed in the Seventh Realm of Purgatory.

"What else have you learned from the Realm God Tablet?" Pang Lin asked coldly.

"If I can reconstruct Demon Prison, after its successful establishment, I have a chance to ascend to Sovereign within the Demon Prison!" Yuan Yi did not dare to conceal anything and spoke truthfully, "According to the information I received, although the eruption of the great calamity in the Mysterious Fog Sea every hundred thousand years allows Outer Realm Spirits to enter, it is also the perfect opportunity to rebuild those destroyed Prison of Heaven and Earth realms."

"Demon Prison, Wood Prison, Star Prison, and Spirit Prison, the four shattered Prisons of Heaven and Earth, have a chance to reemerge during this great calamity!"

"Those who aid in the revival of a Prison of Heaven and Earth realm have the opportunity to achieve Sovereignty through the Realm God Tablet within those realms!"

"Had I known this, why would I have needed to break into Netherworld Prison?"

Yuan Yi stamped his foot, about to curse at heaven and earth, but then he saw the icy look in Pang Lin’s eyes.

He shrank back, quickly putting on a sycophantic smile and said, "Of course, with your help, once you become a Godly Master, I have hope of becoming a Sovereign whether or not Demon Prison is rebuilt!" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"Rebuilding Demon Prison..." Pang Lin pondered with narrowed eyes.

After a moment, he said, "Originally, I am a member of the Ancient Demon Clan; rebuilding Demon Prison does not conflict with my ascension to the God Dominion Realm."

"Yuan Yi, I support you in rebuilding Demon Prison, if you indeed have the ability to do so."

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ps: I was out this morning with the kid honoring ancestors and cleaning gravesites, so there’s just one Chapter today, sorry~