Chapter 599: Lady Feng's Desperate Plea

Ice Rock Island came to an abrupt halt as the one-eyed giant named Ah Man regained his lost clarity.

His massive hand, covered in gray rock, reached toward the battlefield and summoned the Mountain Flipping Seal.

Ah Man snorted coldly.

"The Ice Demon..."

The rocky ground in the ruins of the ancient city on Ice Rock Island split apart, revealing a new altar.

"The Ice Demon is long gone. The new one—the Frost Crystal God—is nothing more than a mid-ranking Outer God.

"She had the audacity to try to convince me and all of the one-eyed giants to swear loyalty. Utter foolishness!"

Ah Man swung his massive palm down, crushing the altar into rubble.

When the altar crumbled, the six stone pillars forming its foundation shot out from Ice Rock Island, streaking toward the well-shaped domain of sword light behind Pang Jian.

Rocky debris from Ice Rock Island soared upward alongside the stone pillars, assembling like building blocks to form towering peaks.

In the blink of an eye, the six stone pillars had transformed into six colossal mountains, each hundreds of zhang tall.

"Mountain Tremor!"

The divine artifact known as the Mountain Flipping Seal descended into the center of the six mountains.

The intricate inscriptions etched upon the ancient seal shimmered and scattered into radiant streaks of light that fused into the mountains.

The already massive mountains grew even larger and taller, reaching thousands of zhang in an instant.

"Mountain Flipping Tribulation!"

Ah Man activated his bloodline ability as he unleashed the full power of the Mountain Flipping Seal.

The six towering mountains, still growing in size, radiated a grayish-blue brilliance as they hurtled toward the well-shaped domain of sword light.

Pang Jian frowned. "Stubborn fool."

Stepping forward, he extended both hands to meet the first descending mountain.

His Immortal Divine Soul once again grew to stand at tens of thousands of zhang in height. As his fingers gripped the mountain's edge, the divine power within his five viscera roared to life, his chest radiating a five-colored brilliance.

Like a titan shifting mountains, he sent the first mountain crashing into the second and third ones.

The three mountains collapsed in an explosion of rock that swarmed like a flock of startled birds toward the domain of sword light.

Streaks of sword light shot from the well-shaped domain, slicing the airborne debris into fine dust.

"Pang Jian, just focus on the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Mountains. We can handle this scattered debris," said the sword soul known as Lady Feng. "As long as there's no outside interference this time, Fatty Li's success is guaranteed!"

She emerged from the domain of sword light, phoenix eyes gleaming with killing intent as she gazed coldly at the swirling mist in the distance.

"All these years, I've waited for someone to deal with Long Xiao, but none ever came.

"The Sword Pavilion has always been on good terms with the Fey Race of the Sacred Soul Continent, so they were never going to act for my sake.

"The Sword Pavilion and the True Gods of the human race would not do anything against him unless he courted death himself.

"I've waited so long, and finally, he chose to align himself with the foreign races in the Fifth World. I'm glad that Fatty Li is about to succeed in his ascension to godhood.

"I want to see if Fatty Li's sword will cut off Long Xiao's head!"

Before she became a sword soul, Lady Feng had been a Fire Phoenix and a proud member of the Phoenix Race.

The Celestial Phoenix was her elder sister. She knew well that the tyrannical Thunder Dragon, Long Xiao, played a pivotal role in her sister's demise.

She despised the True Gods of the human race, but she hated that ancient Thunder Dragon even more for betraying and murdering his fellow Fey Gods.

After her sister's death, Long Xiao seized control of the Sacred Soul Continent, becoming its de facto ruler.

Phoenixes like her had been oppressed and persecuted.

The Phoenix Race, slaughtered or forced to flee, had nearly been driven to extinction.

She had once been a powerful Rank Nine Fire Phoenix, but several Rank Nine dragons had relentlessly hunted her down. Desperate and with nowhere to run, she had severed her soul from her body using her divine ability.

A sword cultivator later discovered her soul and fused it into a newly forged spirit sword.

Thus, her soul became a sword soul, though her memories remained intact.

Even after becoming a divine sword, enshrined in the depths of the Sword Pavilion, she could do nothing against the True Gods or Long Xiao for playing a role in her sister's death.

With the Sword Pavilion lacking Sword Gods, there was nobody to uphold justice for her.

And even if a Sword God finally emerged, there was no reason for the Sword Pavilion to take action against the ancient Thunder Dragon for the sake of a mere sword soul.

The Sword Pavilion had no reason to draw its sword against Long Xiao!

For a long time, she had believed that her sister's death and the injustices of the Phoenix Race would never be avenged.

That was until Long Xiao chose to side with the foreign races in the Fifth World in this great calamity. Worse still, he had brazenly stolen from the Resolute Expanse and killed Elder Mu Aichuan.

Fate had finally turned in her favor. The Sword Pavilion had a newly ascended Sword God, Pang Jian. Meanwhile, Li Zhaotian was making his second attempt to break through to the True God Realm, with his success all but certain this time.

A dream she never dared to hope for was now within reach. She would let no one and nothing stand in the way of it.

"The two old ones are still here. The Sword Pavilion still stands. There's no need to hold back!"

Lady Feng let out a resounding phoenix cry.

A phoenix wreathed in flames soared gracefully within the well-shaped domain, its fiery wings unfurling as thousands of blazing streaks transformed into sword light, slicing through the onslaught of falling rubble.

"Pang Jian, kill this one-eyed giant, then kill Long Xiao!

"If Long Xiao dies, your sister will rise as the new Thunder God of the Abyss. His rule over the Fey Race will end, and a new Fey God will take his place. The Fey Race will once again stand as a steadfast ally of the human race!

"Long Xiao's death will resolve most conflicts between the human race and the Fey Race. I beg you, strike down that wretched ancient Thunder Dragon!"

Lady Feng's plea rang through the battlefield.

"Alright!"

Pang Jian's Immortal Divine Soul moved with effortless authority, stepping past the sea of rubble and paying no heed to the Mountain Flipping Seal buried among the debris.

Within a few strides, he descended upon Ice Rock Island.

Everything about the frozen fragmented land was familiar, from the barren Ice Rock City to the scattered piles of rocks beyond its walls.

The corpses of the Shadow Specter Sect had once lain among those same rocks. Pang Jian had slain Zhu Yuanxi of the Blood Moon Sect as revenge, placing his severed head among the rubble as a warning.

Back then, he still needed to rely on Dong Tianze's status and power.

Now that he was one of the True Gods of the human race, this Ice Rock Island seemed insignificant.

So insignificant that the sheer force of his Immortal Divine Soul touching the ground was enough to shatter the entire fragmented land.

Ice Rock Island, the ancestral homeland of the one-eyed giants, fractured into pieces.

"You dare!" Ah Man roared.

With his bloodline power and the Mountain Flipping Seal, he controlled the sea of rubble, launching a relentless assault against the well-shaped domain of sword light shielding Lady Feng.

His single eye locked onto Pang Jian, unleashing a massive crimson beam.

Pang Jian's colossal Immortal Divine Soul shuddered as if ten thousand mountains had crashed down upon him.

Mountain materialized inside his mind, in the strands of his divine sense, and deep in his organs and meridians!

Rugged peaks, jagged cliffs, and towering stone ridges pressed down on his divine sense, slammed into his organs, and bombarded the star-like meridians across his body.

Ah Man, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Mountains, had gathered the essence of mountains, fusing them with his bloodline for limitless power.

Pang Jian staggered backward under the onslaught of Ah Man's eye, forcing himself to resist the boundless force of the mountains crushing his body.

"The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Mountains..."

Pang Jian's demeanor shifted, and his earlier disdain disappeared.