The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy

Fang Zhou was mentally prepared for the sudden change.

This lever was constructed in such a place, with a swamp surrounding it; isn't it obviously a trap?

Before pulling it down, he had already mentally prepared himself.

But he still didn't expect that the trap would be so... gigantic!

The giant that rose from the swamp exceeded twenty meters in height, with a perfectly inverted triangular physique, its head encased in an iron cage, and its body bound by several thick iron chains.

From the degree the giant's legs were submerged in the swamp, it seemed either there was a deep pit below providing cover or it was crouching in the swamp in a ridiculous pose.

While Fang Zhou was still in the mood to let his mind wander over such trivial things, the giant was already raising its arms high, its fist larger than a truck head, carrying a staggering force as it came crashing down on him.

Fang Zhou didn't dare jump too high, afraid of being hit by anti-aircraft guns, so he lightly tapped his foot and slid backward with his toes grazing the ground.

"Boom!"

The giant's fist smashed into the passageway in front of the lever, shattering it to pieces, sending rubble and mud shooting in all directions.

A large chunk of stone was sent flying, spraying towards Fang Zhou.

"Hah!"

Bi An roared as it leaped from behind Fang Zhou, shattering the stone coming towards it with a single punch.

Only the intangible and shapeless Bi An would remain unaffected by anti-aircraft guns, soaring into the skies unabated, aiming a punch directly at the iron cage enclosing the giant's head.

It's not that Fang Zhou enjoyed hitting faces, but his fist landed on the opponent's face involuntarily.

"Dang!"

A sound echoing like an iron rod hitting a copper bell rang out.

The iron cage was dented inwards by Bi An's punch, clashing against the head inside the cage.

The giant's head tilted from the impact, and its body stumbled back a step, causing the murky mud to swirl.

Bi An pursued relentlessly, launching consecutive regular punches at the giant's head.

Dang dang dang dang!

The loud, resonant blows echoed as the iron rod nearly battered the copper bell to ruins.

The giant's iron cage had already been dented inwards, embedding in its head, squeezing out copious amounts of foul black blood.

The giant desperately flailed its arms, trying to attack the invisible enemy, only succeeding in destroying the structures on both sides, even taking out several of the anti-aircraft towers that Fang Zhou hated.

Bi An clenched its fist, gathering strength, and delivered one final heavy blow like a cannonball out of a chamber, hitting the giant squarely on its forehead.

It let out a wail, its massive body toppled backward, crashing back into the swamp.

Fang Zhou had already turned away, for a real man never looks back at the result.

The fallen giant caused a huge wave of mud in the swamp, drenching Fang Zhou, who had turned to leave.

Fang Zhou: (￣へ￣)

This trash of a giant looked formidable, but its combat power was weaker than the silt monster before it, taken down by just a few punches from Bi An; it was truly a waste, growing so large for nothing.

But being able to disgust Fang Zhou one last time before its death, it had at least fulfilled its desire.

He shook his Mirage Dragon Robe, shaking off all the mud on him, once again becoming a refreshing and handsome gentleman.

Considering the giant was already down, Fang Zhou generously decided not to hold a grudge, turning around to leave.

Returning to the standalone building, the tightly shut door was already open, revealing a deep and dark corridor.

Night Mouse stood by the gate waiting, having heard the commotion from before, but seeing Fang Zhou return safely, he didn't ask much.

Fang Zhou led Night Mouse flying into the corridor, with Night Mouse taking the chance to warn Fang Zhou of the dangers inside.

"This standalone building is the prayer site of the Dark Church, where bishops would pray in life and where their vengeful souls linger after death..."

Night Mouse spoke rapidly about the situation inside, and Fang Zhou listened attentively. After hearing it, he curiously asked, "You know so much, did you used to work here?"

Night Mouse was slightly stunned, showing a troubled expression: "I'm a foreigner like you; how could I be related to this place? Why I know so much, I have long forgotten."

Fang Zhou didn't completely believe Night Mouse's words, he had exposed quite a few suspicious points; surely there were many things being concealed.

But Fang Zhou had no choice now, this eerie place only had Night Mouse as a person he could communicate with.

So Fang Zhou could only believe Night Mouse to a limited extent, with caution in mind.

The corridor was spiral-shaped, winding inward, with both sides carved with unsettling statues, a blend of purity and evil.

Fang Zhou asked Night Mouse what this Sublime Church believed in, but he didn't seem to know much either.

Their flying speed was fast, and in no time, they reached the building's interior.

What appeared before them was a massive pillar reaching the dark top, the base a quadrilateral platform piled with many incomplete burning, melted and condensed white candles.

Around them was a circular venue enclosing the pillar, paved with uneven tiles, and standing at the fringes were slender columns forming a circle, resembling a cage.

Upon stepping into this place, Fang Zhou immediately felt a profound chill, as though he was in midwinter, causing his limbs to grow cold.

His physical body was already impervious to hot and cold; the Mirage Dragon Robe was also resistant to cold and frost, yet he still felt the chill, suggesting some mysterious force was at play.

"Where is the Black Broken Sword?"

Fang Zhou turned his head and asked Night Mouse.

Night Mouse also seemed to feel the cold, tightly wrapping his hands within his cloak.

"The Blazing Holy Sword is on the altar behind this massive pillar, you can see it as you walk over, but be cautious, the souls of the You Sui Bishops wander within, and if you're not careful, you'll fall into the traps they've woven."

"Shut it, don't mention such obvious jinxes."

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, let's go."

The two began circling the pillar. Although it was massive, it wasn't that big, they should have been able to walk around it quickly.

Yet Fang Zhou and Night Mouse circled twice without seeing any altar, let alone the altar, not even the way back was visible.

"Damn it, we've fallen into a trap."

Night Mouse hugged his shoulders, looking very scared.

Fang Zhou looked at him speechlessly, knowing this since the moment you opened your mouth.

"Do you know how to escape this trap?"

"Let me think, let me think!"

Night Mouse clutched his head, deep in thought.

Fang Zhou flew up directly, circling the pillar again, finding nothing.

No altar, nor was the exit visible earlier; only the pillar and the circular venue remained, like a cage, confining them inside.

Fang Zhou flew two circles back, and Night Mouse was still thinking hard, his eyes darting continually.

Since entering this eerie place, Night Mouse's emotions seemed very off-key, his eyes restless, breath heavy, hinting at tension and fear.

But what was he frightened of? Could it be he'd made a big mistake here before?

As Fang Zhou pondered, he suddenly heard indistinct whispering, seeming to speak beside his ear, yet when listening closely, it appeared afar.

Night Mouse, who was contemplating, suddenly changed his expression greatly.

"They're coming! They're coming!"