The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 632 - 599 Mrs. Feng’s Plea_1

Chapter 632: Chapter 599 Mrs. Feng’s Plea_1

Ice Rock Island suddenly came to a halt.

The Cyclops named Aman, because of Yu Xin’s continuous calling, found the reason he had lost.

His hand, covered in grey rock, reached towards the scorched battlefield, and the Mountain Flipping Seal roared into existence.

"Ice Demon..."

He snorted coldly.

Within that ruins of the ancient city, a crack suddenly split the rock ground open, instantly revealing a brand-new Altar of Praying to God.

"The once Ice Demon is long gone, the new one is called the Goddess of Cold Crystal, and outside of heaven, she’s just a middle-level God."

"She even tried to persuade me, to have me and the Cyclops Clan pledge allegiance to Her, a delusional pipe dream."

Aman’s face was cold as he slapped down, shattering the new Altar of Praying to God with his palm.

The six pillars that made up the Altar of Praying to God burst out of Ice Rock Island the moment it broke apart and flew towards the "well"-shaped sword light anomaly behind Pang Jian.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

The countless broken stones within Ice Rock Island also flew up with the pillars, stacking up like building blocks to form the shape of mountains.

In the blink of an eye, the six pillars had turned into six peaks hundreds of feet tall.

"The Mountain Moves!"

The seal-shaped Mountain Flipping Seal then descended in the center of the six peaks.

The many tiny characters above the seal turned into a rain of light that poured into the mountains.

The peaks, hundreds of feet tall, grew larger and taller by segments, in an instant reaching thousands of feet.

"Mountain-Overturning Calamity!"

Aman activated his Bloodline Divine Power, unleashing the full might of the Divine Artifact, the Mountain Flipping Seal.

The six peaks, still growing, released grey-green glows as they all hurtled toward the "well"-shaped anomaly swallowing the Sword Tower.

Pang Jian frowned, "Stubbornly foolish."

He took a step forward to catch the first tall mountain with both hands.

"Boom!"

His Primordial Spirit of Immortal stature appeared between heaven and earth, and the moment his hands hooked onto the mountain, the Five Viscera Divine Power within him boiled, radiating a five-colored divine brilliance from his chest.

Like a divine being shaking a mountain, he pushed the first tall mountain forward, causing it to slam into the second and third mountains.

"Rumble!"

As the three mountains collapsed and shattered, countless rocks exploded like birds scattering towards the "well"-shaped sword light anomaly.

"Shriek-lah!"

Sword lights suddenly shot out from that "well"-shaped place, cutting the flying rocks into dust.

"Pang Jian, you just deal with the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Mountains. We can handle these sporadic attacks. Also, Pu Pangzi’s path to Divine Enthronement, this time he will succeed without external interference!"

The Sword Spirit named Mrs. Feng emerged from the "well"-shaped sword light barrier.

Her phoenix eyes contained ferocity as she looked coldly towards the place where smoke and clouds churned, saying, "For years, I’ve been waiting for someone to deal with Long Xiao, but no one has been able to do it."

"The Sword Tower has always had good relations with the Demon Race of Saint Spirit Continent and wouldn’t take action on my behalf."

"As long as Long Xiao doesn’t dig his own grave, the Sword Tower and the Human True Gods really have no way to deal with Him."

"I’ve waited many years, finally seeing Him ally with the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm, and also seeing Pu Pangzi about to succeed in his Divine Enthronement. I want to see if Pu Pangzi’s sword can cut off Long Xiao’s head!"

She had transformed her Phoenix Soul into a Sword Spirit; her physical body was that of a fire phoenix, and she was once a member of the Phoenix Clan.

And Heaven Phoenix was her sister.

She knew of her sister’s demise, that this arrogant Old Dragon had played a significant role; she hated those Human True Gods and despised the Thunder Dragon that plotted against their fellow Demon God.

After her sister’s death, Long Xiao became the de facto ruler of the Saint Spirit Continent, and phoenixes like her were persecuted and oppressed.

The warriors of the Phoenix Clan died or fled, almost to the point of extinction.

She was a ninth-level Heaven Phoenix, relentlessly pursued by several ninth-level Old Dragons, to the point of desperation, where she had to resort to her Phoenix Clan’s divine ability, "Soul Departure," to narrowly escape disaster.

After that, her Phoenix Soul was discovered by a Sword Cultivator, merged into a newly forged Spirit Sword, causing a transformation in the sword.

Now a Sword Spirit with her memories intact, she remembered everything that had happened.

Even though she had become a Divine Sword, worthy of being venerated on the bottom floor of the Sword Tower, she was still powerless against the True God and Long Xiao who had harmed her sister.

With no Sword God emerging from the Sword Tower, who could administer justice for her?

Even if a Sword God did appear, for her mere Sword Spirit, how could the Sword Tower possibly take action against that Old Dragon?

The Sword Tower had no reason to draw a sword against the Old Dragon!

At one point, she thought the vendetta of her sister and their Phoenix Clan might never be avenged.

But in this catastrophe, Long Xiao, representing the Ancient Demons, shockingly chose to side with Alien Tribes, and even brazenly attacked the Panshi Fragment Land, killing Elder Mu Aichuan.

Luckily, the Sword Tower now had a newly promoted Sword God, Pang Jian, and Pu Zhaotian was on his second attempt to ascend to the True God Realm.

Moreover, he was about to forge his own unique Divine Tao!

Mrs. Feng could hardly believe that the thing she had not even dared to dream of might soon become a reality, and she would not allow any existence to ruin the outcome she wanted to see.

"With those two old fogies still around, and the Sword Tower still standing, you don’t need to be so constrained!"

Mrs. Feng let out a clear and resonant phoenix cry.

A phoenix, bathed in flames, gracefully danced within the sword light barrier, turning thousands of fiery sparks into sword lights that sliced through the falling debris, snuffing them out.

"Pang Jian, kill that Cyclops and then go kill Long Xiao!"

"As long as Long Xiao dies, your sister can become the new Thunder God of Purgatory. With Long Xiao’s dominion over the Demon Race ending, a new Demon God will be born, and the Demon Race will remain a strong ally for the Human Race!"

"With Long Xiao dead, most of the issues between the Human Race and Demon Race can be resolved—please slay that despicable Old Dragon swiftly!"

Mrs. Feng pleaded desperately with her phoenix cries.

"Fine!"

Pang Jian simply crossed over the sea of fragmented stones, ignoring the Mountain Flipping Seals mixed within the rubble, striding through the void with his Immortal Primordial Spirit Body.

A few steps later, he descended towards Ice Rock Island.

This cold and hard piece of land, that bare Ice-rock City, and the rubble outside the city walls—all were achingly familiar.

The bodies of the Dark Ghosts had lain among that rubble. He killed Zhu Yuanxi of the Blood Moon and placed his head here.

Back then, he also utilized the identity and power of Dong Tianze.

Today, as one of the Human True Gods, this Ice Rock Island seemed very small to him.

So small that the moment his divine body landed, his overwhelming Divine Power shattered this Fragment Land, causing Ice Rock Island to instantly splinter into pieces.

The ancestral land of the Cyclops Clan was thus destroyed by him on the spot.

"How dare you!"

Aman bellowed with rage, using his Bloodline and the Mountain Flipping Seal to control the sea of fragmented stones, continuing his assault on the sword light barrier protecting Mrs. Feng.

With his single eye, he glared at Pang Jian, blasting out a thick, deep-red beam of light.

"Boom!"

Pang Jian’s magnificent divine body was as if it had been struck squarely by tens of thousands of mountains.

Inside his mind, within every wisp of his Divine Sense, and deep within his internal organs, mountains appeared everywhere!

Majestic, jagged, craggy mountains pressed against Pang Jian’s Divine Sense, battered his internal organs, and slammed into his acupoints as bright as stars and moons.

Aman, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Mountains, harnessed the might of ten thousand mountains, merging it deep into his Bloodline, his power boundless.

Under the onslaught of his one-eyed beam, Pang Jian kept retreating, using his own Divine Power to counter the tremendous force of the mountains that filled his entire body.

"Ancestor of Ten Thousand Mountains."

Finally coming to a halt, Pang Jian put aside his disdain.

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