The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy

After entering Bi An, the headache-inducing sounds of ghostly wails finally paused for a while, allowing Fang Zhou to breathe a sigh of relief.

But immediately after, he felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he had been mercilessly beaten from head to toe.

This discomfort was shared with him by Bi An, truly a good brother, who even when getting beaten, didn't forget to let his buddies experience it a bit.

But that's all—the damage was absorbed by the battle armor, and his body was only slightly affected.

Taking advantage of the time in Bi An, Fang Zhou charged straight at the singing bishop; if he didn't eliminate this character first, he would be driven mad by its voice sooner or later.

Seeing Fang Zhou rush over, the five bishops holding candelabras opened their mouths to spit out five streams of phosphorus fire, but all missed and went past behind him.

Fang Zhou summoned back the Xuanyuan Sword, held it in his hand, and dashed forward.

The body of the wailing bishop abruptly emitted a circle of black light, enveloping him entirely and protecting him within.

At the moment of the slash, Fang Zhou deactivated Bi An, but the Xuanyuan Sword struck the black light, unable to advance further.

The surrounding bishops holding candelabras immediately spit phosphorus fire at him.

Fang Zhou hurriedly swapped positions with Bi An, flashing to a distant spot.

Just as he flashed away, a rain of arrows overwhelmed him from all directions again.

Behind him, the five heavy armor great sword bishops also quickly rushed over, raising their swords to slash.

Under attack from both front and rear, Fang Zhou quickly summoned all Xuanyuan Swords back, forming two rotating circles of swords in front and behind him to fend off these two waves of attacks.

Meanwhile, he soared into the air, escaping towards the top of the giant pillar.

The bishops flew up behind him, closely pursuing Fang Zhou.

Seeing the bald ones chasing without pause below, Fang Zhou felt a chill run down his scalp, with only one thought in his mind—huge trouble!

This group is practically a seamless blend of offense and defense, with innate resurrection and covering sonic AOE abilities, plus shields on their bodies. How the heck do you fight this?

No wonder Night Mouse saw them and was immediately frightened like a grandson; clearly, he had been beaten down before, leaving him with severe psychological trauma.

Fang Zhou escaped upward along the giant pillar, with a group of bald ones relentlessly pursuing behind.

Ever since arriving in this ghastly place, he has either been chased by monsters or on the path to being chased by them—truly merciless.

The bald ones weren't just chasing; black arrows and green phosphorus fire continually covered Fang Zhou in their relentless shooting.

Fang Zhou had to focus entirely on dodging, while also trying to escape, amidst the wailing sing-song screams that pierced his ears like cursed sound, leaving him with splitting headaches—blocking his ears with True Qi had no effect.

This Sublime Church is only a hundred meters high; Fang Zhou flew upward along the giant pillar well over a hundred meters, yet couldn't see an end, just like when he walked around the pillar and couldn't find the exit, trapped within a space from which he could not escape.

This won't do; Fang Zhou's stamina and True Qi aren't endless, and the sonic attacks from below can't be endured for long either.

He must find a way to break through!!

Looking downwards, Fang Zhou suddenly discovered that another two bishops holding thick books opened the books in their hands.

Out of five bishops holding books, only two had yet to open theirs.

Fang Zhou suddenly recalled when these bald ones appeared initially, one had already opened the book in his hand.

An idea flashed through his mind like lightning, forming instantly.

To verify this idea, Fang Zhou sent Bi An to pounce at the bishop still singing mournfully.

Not just black arrows and phosphorus fire; even the five heavy armor bald bishops rushed forward to obstruct him.

Bi An used his innate abilities to dodge all attacks and advanced to the singing bishop's front, throwing a punch.

During Bi An's attack, Fang Zhou kept his eyes firmly fixed on the two bishops who hadn't opened their books.

The singing bishop's body again emitted a circle of pitch-black light, protecting him within.

Before the black light appeared, Fang Zhou saw one bishop opening the book in his hand.

Bi An, in the distant Bi An realm, was now looking only at overlapping spatial illusions.

The protection shield on the bishop's body couldn't block the illusion; Bi An's fist passed directly through.

At the moment the fist entered the protection shield, Fang Zhou deactivated Bi An's power, turning his fist from virtual to real.

"Bang!"

The bald bishop, still wailing protectively within the shield, had his head blown apart by Bi An's punch, and his body vanished into smoke.

Finally peace came, but Fang Zhou didn't relax; instead, he continued observing, finding the last bishop holding a book also opened his book.

At the same time, the bishop whose head was blown apart by Bi An also revived.

Indeed!!

Fang Zhou felt invigorated, roughly understanding the abilities of the five book-holding bishops.

The first had the ability to sing, the second to create protection shields.

The third possessed resurrection abilities, the fourth provided all bald ones with flying abilities.

The last one created this infinite, inescapable environment.

In that case, solving them is simple.

Fang Zhou left Bi An to delay the bald ones while he broke away to reach a higher place, raising both hands high.

All sixty-four Xuanyuan Swords flew back, converging in Fang Zhou's hands, transforming back into one.

Fang Zhou infused the Xuanyuan Sword with an immense amount of Innate True Qi, and the dull sword instantly regained its true form, turning into dazzling gold.

Each golden light was a formidable Sword Qi; countless, endless Sword Qi merged together, forming a colossal beam of sword light that pierced the sky, resembling a giant pillar, illuminating the entire dim space with golden light.

"Night Mouse, hide quickly!"

Fang Zhou shouted downwards.

Hiding at the giant pillar's base, Night Mouse was also drawn by the sudden golden light.

He peeked out, discovering the entire dim space seemingly bathed in a golden ocean, bright as daylight.

He saw Fang Zhou in mid-air, showered in golden light, like a deity.

Night Mouse's eyes were nearly blinded by the golden light, quickly retreating and wrapping himself tightly in the Clothes of the Dead.

Bald bishops also sensed danger, promptly abandoning Bi An, with five heavy armor great sword bishops charging directly at Fang Zhou, while black arrows and green phosphorus fire followed closely below.

Fang Zhou's expression turned cold as he swung Xuanyuan Sword downward.

"Sword Slash!!"

The golden sword light transformed into a terrifying speed—a golden torrent, gushing down like a waterfall.

The five heavy armor great sword bishops were the first to be swallowed by the golden torrent, without even leaving a trace.

Next, the fifteen bishops below were also completely submerged by the golden torrent, turning to ash.

The golden torrent struck the ground, causing a thunderous crash, everything it touched being sliced into dust by innumerable sharp sword Qi.

"Boom!"

The sword light thundered against the ground, making the entire building shake, with numerous stones and dust falling from the top.