Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 464: Crying the Name of the Pact

As the last king of humanity, there are many legends about the Fla King.

There are several legends about the Holy Sword, one of which is that the power of the Holy Sword is too strong. To prevent this formidable force from being misused, the Fla King made a contract with the Fire Goddess who gifted her the Holy Sword.

When the Fla King needs power, and her actions align with the contract, she can unseal the Holy Sword and unleash its power by calling out the na of the contract.

No one knows how many layers the seal of the Holy Sword has; so say twelve layers, so say seven, and others say five.

Before the Abyss Watcher beca undead, he was also an admirer of the Fla King and knew her series of legends by heart.

Seeing the Fla King call out the na of the contract at this mont, he knew exactly what the Fla King intended to do.

"You won’t succeed, I won’t let you!"

The Abyss Watcher raised his greatsword and swung it down, black light burst forth, shooting straight toward the Fla King on the ground.

The Fla King neither dodged nor flinched. The mont the black light touched her, it twisted, uncontrollably veering in an arc and was absorbed by the fiercely burning Holy Sword.

This is the power of rules. When the Fla King releases the seal of the Holy Sword, no one can harm her. Every bit of hostility and attack only makes the Holy Sword stronger.

After being absorbed by the Holy Sword, the black light seed to gain fuel, and the flas grew even more intense and fierce.

"Damn it..."

The Abyss Watcher felt fear.

A majestic, solemn, vast, and grand aura was emanating from the Fla King, spreading across the entire battlefield.

The Heroic Spirits were encouraged, their battle power skyrocketing, while the monsters were intimidated by this powerful aura. The berserk state imposed by the Abyss Watcher vanished, leaving them constrained.

The Abyss Watcher wanted to flee, at least to avoid the Fla King’s next attack.

Yet, upon moving, he found his body stiff and slow, as if stuck in a quagmire.

A murderous aura, almost tangible, ford invisible shackles, locking him firmly.

The Fla King stood tall in the pit below, the surrounding rubble and dust slowly floating upward under the influence of Magic Power, as if gravity had vanished.

The Fla King was bathed in fire, her eyes glinting with dazzling brilliance.

She stomped the ground with such force it cracked, swinging the Holy Sword upward with both hands, shouting the na of the final contract.

"Victory!!"

The flas almost solidified, accompanied by dragon-like roars, erupting fiercely from the Holy Sword.

In an instant, the sight of everyone on the battlefield was covered in red light, seeing only crimson all around.

When vision returned, they saw a torrent of fla flowing upwards into the sky, sweeping away and devouring everything along its path.

"No!!"

The Abyss Watcher let out an angry shout, inevitably engulfed by the flas.

The fla torrent turned into a bright ribbon of light, piercing through the sky, exploding at its end in the deep night sky, spewing countless cot-like flas around, turning the entire night sky crimson.

The Fla King could no longer sustain the fearso output of the Holy Sword, with only a faint flicker of fla remaining on her chest, unable to provide her with more power.

The unsealed Holy Sword quickly resealed, the Burning Flas gradually extinguished, transforming back into the crimson Holy Sword.

The Fla King couldn’t even lift the Holy Sword anymore, only planting it into the ground to support her body from collapsing.

The expenditure wasn’t just the fla power given to her by Fang Zhou, but also her own Soul Power. Once the Soul Power was exhausted, she would disappear as well.

The terrifying torrent of flas finally vanished, leaving the air filled with a noticeable high temperature and a charred sll.

The Abyss Watcher’s figure reappeared in the air, in an extrely wretched state, with smoke billowing all over, the black armor largely lted by the flas, exposing the charred body beneath.

Even the iconic horned helt and face mask were partially burned away, half of the face turned to ashes, with constantly burning sparks on it.

As an undead, the Abyss Watcher’s wounds were trying to heal automatically, but were halted by the embers remaining on the injuries.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

The Abyss Watcher panted, making a sound like a bellows.

With his remaining blood-red eye, he stared intensely at the Fla King below. Even though they were mortal enemies who hated each other for years, he couldn’t help but admire this last king of humanity.

"What a pity... just a little more and you could’ve killed ."

Undead are not truly immortal; it’s just that their Soul Power is hard to extinguish, their bodies composed of ashes, able to auto-repair.

And the Holy Sword’s attacks are indiscriminate, targeting both physical and soul, even Spirit.

The Abyss Watcher’s Soul Power had been diminished significantly by the Holy Sword; with a bit more effort in the final strike, he could indeed have been slain on the spot.

But there’s no "if" in the world. When receiving the fla from Fang Zhou, the Fla King had already calculated the limits of this power, only enough to severely wound the enemy.

"Your conviction ends here; it’s all over. I will grant you a dignified exit."

The Abyss Watcher pointed his greatsword again at the Fla King, black light surging on the sword.

The Fla King, supporting herself with the Holy Sword, stood straight.

She looked up at the Abyss Watcher, her expression calm.

The agreent with Fang Zhou was fulfilled, successfully heavily wounding the Abyss Watcher.

Though danger was imminent, the Fla King believed in the prophecy left by her predecessors, believing this was not an end, but a beginning.

The Savior who brought the fla also brought hope, which was the miracle she had waited for years.

The Abyss Watcher was about to swing down the greatsword to finish off this honorable enemy.

Just as the greatsword ca halfway down, it abruptly arced backward.

Bi An, who was sneaking up from behind, ducked down to avoid the black greatsword swinging over his head, punching toward the Abyss Watcher.

Rage appeared in the Abyss Watcher’s eyes. His battle with the Fla King was one of warrior’s honor, glorious and sacred. At the brink of a perfect conclusion, it was thwarted by this rat who only scurried and hid.

Facing Bi An’s incoming fist, the Abyss Watcher did not evade. He had previously experienced the weak and pitiful strength of this grotesque thing, thinking he could handle it despite his current injuries...

Bam!

Before the thought dissipated in the Abyss Watcher’s mind, Bi An’s heavy punch landed on his face, sending him reeling backward, his body blown off balance.

The intense pain on his face left his brain montarily blank, wondering why this previously weak creature suddenly wielded such powerful fists.

After Fang Zhou broke the hundred mark in three-dinsional attributes, it resulted in a qualitative change, greatly enhancing strength, agility, and constitution.

These effects also reflected on the substitute, granting it far greater power than before.

The Abyss Watcher, caught off guard, suffered a hidden blow.