Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 470: The Decisive Battle Begins

The black veil in the night sky had descended to a terrifying extent, as if within reach.

With a slight lift of Fang Zhou’s open hands, all the weapons on the battlefield responded to his gesture.

Countless weapons rushed like a violent storm, from a distance, they seed like an imperable torrent flowing in reverse, converging to et the black veil in the sky.

The sky-covering black veil pressed down, clashing fiercely with the torrent of weapons, and the weapons at the forefront were extinguished in an instant, like mantises trying to stop a chariot.

The sound of countless tals twisting and breaking echoed, as broken weapons scattered and flew, each broken weapon representing a fallen Heroic Spirit.

More weapons fearlessly charged forward, sacrificing themselves against the high concentration of Dark Energy, willing to diminish this darkness with their ager strength.

The ocean of weapons clashed with the black curtain, resembling two giant beasts battling in the sky, creating a sound akin to heaven and earth collapsing.

As countless broken tals fell, the shattered dark energy also crashed to the ground, creating deep pits on the surface.

Although both sides seed evenly matched, at this rate, similar to the ten thousand sword shadows, even more weapons could not withstand the crushing of the black veil.

Biting his teeth, Fang Zhou summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, splitting it into thousands and driving towards the forefront, converging to form a sharp edge.

More weapons followed closely behind the Xuanyuan Sword, rging into a tal torrent that pierced into the black curtain.

The highly concentrated black energy pressed frantically, trying to crush the Xuanyuan Sword at the forefront of the torrent.

However, the Xuanyuan Sword’s own sturdiness and the sharp Sword Qi it emitted easily tore through the dark energy.

More substantial dark energy sward up, almost forming a wall of copper and iron, staunchly resisting the advance of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Watching this scene, the Fla King’s figure turned into a faint smoke, rging into the crimson Holy Sword.

Clang!

The Holy Sword emitted resonant sword cries, its blade set ablaze with raging flas.

It suddenly surged upwards, transforming into a bright line of fire, darting past countless weapons and the Xuanyuan Sword, charging to the topmost position, piercing into the black curtain.

The Burning Flas easily sliced through the high concentration of dark energy, cleaving a massive gap.

With the aid of the Holy Sword, the tal torrent ripped through the black curtain, like scissors cutting through black fabric, tearing open a huge opening.

This breathtaking scene seed like a world being split open, the darkness covering the sky cleaved by light.

In the cleaved gap, the figure of the Abyss Watcher finally ca into view.

Seemingly completely losing its sanity, it had beco a re vessel, its limbs spread in a large character shape, suspended in the air, infinite darkness emanating from within, rging to the sides.

The Holy Sword, alongside the tal torrent, ramd into the Abyss Watcher’s chest.

A visible shockwave erupted from the impact, sending ripples through the air.

The Holy Sword was halted, its tip and the Abyss Watcher’s chest locked in a continuous struggle, sparks flying wildly.

The cleaved black curtain was rerging, and the tal torrent behind the Holy Sword collided with it to prevent it.

Both sides launched another fierce clash, centering around the Abyss Watcher.

However, the tal torrent had been halved in consumption, and even with the Fla King and Holy Sword leading the charge, the black light emanating from the Abyss Watcher was ceaseless.

On the silent battlefield, only Fang Zhou remained, as all the Heroic Spirits had departed to the battlefield in the sky.

Fang Zhou extended his hand, a Xuanyuan Sword appearing in it.

He poured all the remaining True Qi in his body into the Xuanyuan Sword, making it radiate a brilliant golden glow, gathering countless Sword Qi.

The elixirs in his body had long been digested, and in a bid to increase the power, Fang Zhou even opened all his apertures, desperately absorbing the ominous Spiritual Energy around him.

All the gathered Spiritual Energy was refined into True Qi and then channeled into the Xuanyuan Sword.

Affected by this, threads of deep black also erged within the entirely golden Xuanyuan Sword.

This was the final attack, and if it failed, Fang Zhou, with his True Qi depleted, might find it hard even to escape.

"Huff!"

He exhaled deeply, looked up at the sky, and swung the sword forcefully in his hand.

Golden light burst forth, transforming into a golden torrent, surging upwards against the flow, sweeping and devouring everything in its path.

The remaining weapons in the sky also threw themselves into this golden torrent, gathering together as they surged upward.

This was the last of their strength, everyone united in purpose, converging here.

The golden light cleaved the black curtain, which had recombined, and engulfed the exposed Abyss Watcher, isolating it completely from the curtains on both sides.

The Abyss Watcher was propelled to an even higher altitude by the golden light, countless sharp Sword Qi frantically slicing its body, along with nurous weapons enwrapped in the golden light, relentlessly crashing into the Abyss Watcher.

The black light on its body was dispersed, its armor shattered, and the exposed body was also shredded by the Sword Qi.

When the Abyss Watcher’s body was torn to pieces by the golden torrent, a mass of black light was finally exposed, known as its Soul Fire.

The remaining Heroic Spirits erged from the weapons in which they were housed, charging towards the Soul Fire.

Their actions were akin to moths flying into a fla, each collision resulting in their instant obliteration, vanishing completely, but the Abyss Watcher’s Soul Fire would also weaken bit by bit.

After nurous Heroic Spirits conducted suicidal attacks to weaken the Soul Fire, the Fla King appeared last.

She erged from the Holy Sword, collided with the Soul Fire, both disappearing simultaneously in the clash.

The golden torrent completely severed the black curtain, like a river traversing the stars, dividing the black sea into two halves, and gradually dissipating afterward.

Soon, countless fragnted and broken weapons fell from the sky, landing on the battlefield.

The Heroic Spirits housed in these weapons had vanished entirely, transforming into decayed, unrecognizable ordinary iron.

Fang Zhou looked up at the sky, his expression not relaxed, rather more solemn.

The black curtain cleft in two in the night sky did not disappear; instead, it beca uncontrollable as if berserk.

The high concentration of dark energy began to swirl and rge amidst the frenzy, reforming into a pitch-black tornado, accompanied by thunder and lightning, sweeping downwards.

Although the Abyss Watcher was thoroughly dead, the energy released by it in the night sky had not vanished.

It seed as if soone in the shadows was controlling this berserk power, unwilling to relent even after losing the vessel of the Abyss Watcher, aiming to destroy the outsider Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou did not flee; it was already too late to escape now, the falling speed of the tornado from above was so fast, its scope so vast, leaving no room for retreat.

He silently took out a gourd, pouring out a small wooden sword carved from bamboo.

This wooden sword was a gift Long Kong had specially given him before arriving in this world.