The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy

As Night Mouse's panicked voice echoed, a sudden burst of music reverberated around them.

The music was grand, solemn, and slow, filled with a religious aura, accompanied by faint whispers, which felt like spiritual pollution.

Fang Zhou's expression changed slightly; he hurriedly summoned the Xuanyuan Sword and Bi An, watching the surroundings vigilantly.

Phantom figures emerged from the darkness, numerous in number, surrounding Fang Zhou and Night Mouse from all directions.

These figures gradually solidified, revealing features and attire—each one a bald bishop clad in red and black robes and cloaks.

Their skin was as black and dried as a mummy crawling out from a grave, with eyes glowing in a sinister red light.

"Ah!"

Seeing the bald figures emerging from the darkness, Night Mouse's emotions seemed to collapse.

Terrified, he let out a sharp scream and jumped onto the base of a massive pillar, wrapping himself completely in the Clothes of the Dead, trembling.

Fang Zhou watched speechlessly; what kind of trauma did this guy experience to be scared into acting like a quail?

Nonetheless, it indirectly confirmed the fearsome nature of these bishops.

After all, their entrance was accompanied by ominous music; people who enter with such style are either extremely strong or utterly weak. Night Mouse's reaction proved they were not the latter.

Fang Zhou directly split the Xuanyuan Sword into sixty-four pieces, spreading them out and aiming at the bishops, yet refrained from attacking first.

The bishops converged towards Fang Zhou, stopping just outside a ten-meter range, forming a tight circle around him.

Their blood-red eyes were all fixed on Fang Zhou, like a group of emotionless hunters sizing up their prey.

Fang Zhou, in turn, scrutinized them.

He noticed that some bishops held half-burned candlesticks, others clutched thick tomes, with one book opened.

He counted, exactly twenty bald figures, with five holding candlesticks, five holding books, and the remaining ten hiding their hands and feet under cloaks, engaging in some covert acts.

The standoff continued eerily until the music reverberating in their ears suddenly turned into a more intense and exhilarating tone.

A bishop holding a black tome abruptly opened it, singing along with the music, producing wailing and howling sounds.

Shrill noise spread from its mouth, triggering visible ripples.

Fang Zhou felt excruciating pain in his ears from the noise's impact, his entire mind seemed to vibrate along with the sound waves.

The five bishops at the forefront immediately sprinted towards Fang Zhou, their cloaks fluttering with motion, revealing stout armor and gleaming heavy swords beneath.

Fang Zhou covered his ears with both hands, enduring the pain, and released the Sky Shattering Sword. The Xuanyuan Swords floating around transformed into dense golden sword rays, shooting towards the bishops.

The five charging bishops swiftly swung their heavy swords, forming an impenetrable fan-like sword net.

"Clang clang clang clang——"

The golden sword rays ricocheted off the sword net, unable to penetrate.

These five bishops, acting as bishops and simultaneously serving as Heavy Armor Great Sword Warriors, were far superior in combat power compared to other minions outside.

Resisting the golden sword rays, they charged ahead, raising their heavy swords to strike down at Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou quickly rose into the air, dodging the bishops' Big Treasure Swords.

"Boom!"

Several heavy swords collided, crashing onto the ground, splitting the thick floor tiles into long, deep fissures.

Just as he flew into the air, a bishop holding a candlestick opened its mouth and spat at him.

A ball of green phosphorus fire spewed from its mouth, shooting towards Fang Zhou in mid-air.

The bishop timed its attack perfectly, leaving Fang Zhou unable to dodge solely by flying.

At the moment of impact, Fang Zhou quickly swapped positions with Bi An, flashing to the side.

The phosphorus fire struck Bi An, forcing it back, the fire saturated with high concentrations of magic power, which meant Spiritual Energy, capable of hitting Bi An.

However, the armor on Bi An absorbed all the damage, causing no harm to the body itself; the sole issue was the armor turning green from phosphorus fire.

Fang Zhou's expression also turned green. All Xuanyuan Swords redirected their aim, unleashing a volley at the bishop who tried to turn him green.

The bishop, lacking heavy armor, was instantly overwhelmed by the golden sword rays, its body shattered and dispersed into smoke.

As the bishop vanished, another bishop holding a candlestick stepped out from the darkness.

Fang Zhou gasped; what did that mean, kill one and it immediately revives?

The wailing and howling bishop's noise was driving Fang Zhou mad, making it nearly impossible for him to think.

Bi An swiftly pounced towards the wailing bishop, but its armor, stained green by phosphorus fire, instantly exposed its form.

"Poof poof poof!"

The five bishops holding candlesticks simultaneously spat phosphorus fire at Bi An.

It dodged quickly, avoiding the attacks, yet unable to approach the main singer.

Simultaneously, the five bishops wielding heavy swords leapt up, astonishingly soaring through the air towards Fang Zhou.

What the heck, you can fly too!!!

Fang Zhou swiftly retreated, manipulating the Xuanyuan Swords, directing another volley at the five bishops.

They swung their swords even faster than fans, deflecting all incoming golden sword rays.

Fang Zhou flew around the massive pillar, closely pursued by the five Heavy Armor Great Sword bishops.

He flew in a circle around the pillar, coming back before the group of bishops, and charged directly at the wailing bishop.

If he didn't eliminate the off-key singing bald head soon, his own head would split open.

Seeing Fang Zhou rush over, the remaining five still bishops suddenly raised their cloaks, drawing from underneath a full-moon bow, with iron arrows shrouded in black mist.

Twang!

Accompanied by the bowstring's twang, the black mist arrows unleashed a volley towards Fang Zhou.

Though only five arrows, they morphed into hundreds upon release, forming a dense rain, each arrow emitting rolling black mist, akin to a dark cloud, enveloping Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou's scalp tingled; he urgently commanded Bi An to use innate abilities and swapped positions with him.

Bi An instantly found itself under the arrow rain, nearly turning into a pincushion, once again dyeing its green armor black.

As black mist mixed with residual phosphorus fire on the armor, it unexpectedly triggered a special effect, erupting into a violent explosion.

Boom boom boom!

Bi An, already shot into a pincushion, was immediately engulfed by the explosion.

Simultaneously, Fang Zhou found himself at Bi An's previous position, five green phosphorus fires flew head-on, sealing all escape routes.

This group of bald heads cooperated flawlessly.

Fortunately, Fang Zhou had already commanded Bi An to use innate abilities, after swapping positions, entering the distant realm of Bi An.

The five phosphorus fires passed through Fang Zhou's body, leaving him unharmed.