What Kind of Ghost Place Is This
In Purgatory, all order appears chaotic and disordered.
Roland never expected that her trip to the Demon Realm would lead to such an event.
After the Gate of Purgatory were swallowed up, Roland parted ways with the demon Mansuo and found himself alone in a place that was neither Hell nor the Yellow Springs. The surroundings were filled with a depressing gray-brown color and chaotic energy. When this energy struck him, it felt as if his soul was being scorched by fire, and a stinging sensation surged through his heart.
This is the Purgatory Space, a realm independent of the gods' jurisdiction.
Purgatory is different from Hell. It is merely attached to the universe and does not even belong to the scope of the Universe 7. Only the souls of those killed by the Demon Clan will drift into Purgatory to suffer eternal torment.
Once you enter Purgatory, there is no turning back, unless someone uses the Dragon Ball or encounters someone like the demon Mansuo who has the power to open the Gate of Purgatory and release you.
Otherwise, they will be locked inside forever.
Despite the immense pain, Roland barely managed to maintain his energy shield, preventing the energy of Purgatory from getting close to his body. Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. He gritted his teeth, constantly searching for a way out of Purgatory, but the surroundings were hazy, like clouds and mist, and his vision could only extend to ten meters before he could see nothing further.
We have to find a way to get out of this awful place!
"That demon Mansuo has been taken somewhere by the Evil Containment Wave; it's best not to run into him here."
Since he didn't carry the sealing container or the sealing note, Roland's Evil Containment Wave could only bring the demon Mansuo into Purgatory, without any other restraining effect. He carefully observed his surroundings, his gaze stopping ten meters away, when a sharp pain struck his heart, and his body became extremely weak.
Roland's expression changed, and he quickly took out a Senzu Bean and swallowed it. Under the effect of the Senzu Bean, his tired body regained its vitality, and his spirits became invigorated.
The golden flames representing his Super Saiyan form ignited once more. Roland released his energy to the best of his ability, dispelling the gray energy within a three-zhang radius of his body. Only after watching the gray matter drift away with the shockwave did he breathe a sigh of relief. This gray energy was extremely harmful to the body, so dispelling it was of course the best course of action.
After calming his thoughts, Roland began searching for a way to leave. A thought spread out, but the information he received quickly made him frown.
His spiritual power, which could originally observe the Supreme Kai World and the Realm of the God of Destruction, seemed to be interfered with in this Purgatory space. He could only vaguely sense the fluctuations in space, but he couldn't even judge up, down, left, or right. Roland's heart sank, and his expression became solemn.
One possibility came to mind.
"Could it be that this Purgatory space is no longer within the scope of the universe?"
This is not good news for Roland.
Previously, when he was in the universe, he could sense things very carefully, and even the Supreme Kai World and the Realm of the God of Destruction could not escape his perception. But now, apart from vague spatial fluctuations, he could not sense anything at all. As soon as he released his spiritual power, it was as if he had fallen into a swamp and disappeared without a trace.
This means that leaving this place has become more difficult for him.
The only saving grace is that he doesn't have to worry about any mortal danger right now. The Senzu Bean he carries are enough to keep him alive in Purgatory for several years, and he can wait for Sephiria and the others to bring him back with the Dragon Ball.
"So, all we can do is wait patiently for Sephiria and the others to rescue us...?"
Encountering such a thing during his training, Roland could only accept his bad luck. "Once I have the strength, I will definitely make that demon pay the price."
Cursing under her breath, Roland knew now was not the time to cause trouble for Mansuo.
The body continued to struggle in the hazy clouds, and vaguely heard cries of agony. Upon closer inspection, transparent souls tumbled in the sea of clouds. These souls were shaped like flames and had no human form whatsoever—unless one's power reached a certain level in life, the soul of an ordinary person is just a ball of flame.
"These are all people killed by the Demon Clan..."
Looking at the struggling souls, Roland sighed. Those killed by the Demon Clan would not enter the Otherworld, nor could they be reincarnated; they would be trapped in Purgatory for eternity, suffering torment. In comparison, the souls that entered Hell or the Yellow Springs were extremely fortunate.
Just then, a familiar energy fluctuation caught Roland's attention. He looked up and suddenly saw a figure with three heads and three pairs of fleshy wings on its back.
The Devil Mansuo!
This guy is right nearby...
We're no match for him yet; we must get away from him as soon as possible!
Roland knew his own limitations; even if he wanted revenge, he was powerless to do so. He immediately and carefully withdrew his energy, then quietly moved away from his opponent. As the Super Saiyan aura disappeared, the surrounding sea of clouds churned and quickly engulfed him.
Roland groaned, intense pain emanating from the depths of his soul. Enduring the agony, he channeled his inner Vital Energy to resist the onslaught of the Purgatory energy, and his body began to sink deeper into the clouds.
After an unknown amount of time, just as Roland was feeling completely exhausted, a bright light suddenly appeared below the clouds.
"Could it be an export?"
Roland's eyes lit up, and she quickened her descent.
Pfft~~
Like a fish entering water, every cell in Luo Lan's body seemed to relax and expand as if nourished. Roland's body finally broke free from the shackles of the clouds and mist. Looking around, he realized that the scenery around him had changed. The surroundings were very open, with a brown continent beneath his feet and a gray, thick layer of clouds above his head.
He is currently in mid-air.
After all that, it turns out he really was struggling in the "clouds," but they were different from ordinary clouds in the human world. The clouds in Purgatory were full of corrosiveness, a sea of suffering for those who died unjustly. If you stayed there for a long time, your body would be slowly melted away.
"After leaving the clouds, my spatial awareness finally recovered a little."
Although I'm not as adept as I am in outer space, I can at least sense the size of the Purgatory Space.
Roland's mental energy spread out, roughly measuring the size of the Purgatory. The entire Purgatory was about the size of ten Solar System, and beyond that, it was blocked by a thick spatial barrier. With Roland's current power, he was not yet able to break through the constraints of the Purgatory space.
"If I want to leave here, I need to increase my strength... Hmm, something's approaching?"
Suddenly sensing danger approaching, Roland became highly alert, her eyes darting around as she surveyed her surroundings.
Just then, the ground suddenly shook violently, and the earth beneath their feet cracked open with a loud crash. Looking down, they saw vine-like things suddenly emerging from the ground and then attacking Roland as if they had spotted their prey.
Seeing this, Roland quickly increased his energy, his body moving nimbly, constantly activating his Instant Transmission ability to avoid the vines' attacks.
In no time, the area within sight was filled with green vines. These vines seemed to have a spirit of their own. After failing to attack Roland for a long time, they gave up and turned their attention to the clouds.
The green vines continued to rise, and then, like skewers being skewered, they captured flame-shaped souls of the dead. As the vines twisted, these souls were gradually absorbed, and the flames slowly died out.
They actually feed on souls.
Roland looked at the departing souls with a complex expression and sighed, "For those souls, direct annihilation might be a kind of relief."
"But... what exactly are these vines?"
Roland couldn't understand the meaning of this Purgatory space at all. After thinking about it for a long time without figuring it out, he simply stopped thinking about it. His most important thing now was to get out of here as soon as possible.