Now, in the entire Black Dragon Territory, only he was guarding it.
Including the Shadow Army and various summoned creatures, all were under the command of the Blood Battle Spirit, heading to the Northern Battle Zone, unleashing havoc.
He just needed to stay home and cultivate.
After ten years of war, the remaining forces of Nightmare in the Northern Battle Zone were no match for Nora, being easily crushed. Now Nora had already taken down 23 Big Domains.
The Underworld in the Southern Battle Zone was similarly swept away.
The final battle with Nightmare was not far off.
...
Ancient Dragon Continent.
"Hahaha, Nine Rings Perfect!"
The Purgatory Demon Sword was surrounded by an aura of malice, its momentum sky-high.
As the second top body refiner after Gandaph, his progress was rapid.
"With my current strength, I can already kill that Murder Angel... I hope that filthy thing doesn’t die in the insect war, I still want to ascend to the astral world and take revenge personally!"
At this moment, the Purgatory Demon Sword was full of confidence.
If he stepped into the legendary realm with dual cultivation body tempering technique.
Even if facing the Brilliant Prison Dragon God, there would be no fear.
Just as he was about to enter the Nightmare World to deliver the good news to his elder brother, a figure in a black imperial robe appeared before him without him noticing.
The Purgatory Demon Sword had never seen this person.
But felt a familiar blood connection.
"Black King?"
The Purgatory Demon Sword asked.
The figure in the black robe calmly responded:
"Yes, I am your father."
"What are you doing in Nora?"
The Purgatory Demon Sword had no affection for his father.
After all, he had offended enemies which indirectly led to his mother’s death.
And in the end, did not avenge his mother.
Such are the Dragon Clan, scoundrels!
The Black King said:
"I’m taking you to a place."
"What place?"
"The Star Realm Battlefield."
"What do you mean? I want to find my elder brother."
"The Emperor of Torture and the Brilliant Prison Dragon God are now trapped by [Sand Worm Queen] on a battlefield somewhere in the astral world, in imminent danger... If we go too late, they might fall."
"What?"
Although the Purgatory Demon Sword was very indifferent to himself.
The Black King was not angry either.
He was indeed a scoundrel, he had to admit that.
Of course, this did not prevent him from trying to be a good father now.
He said sincerely:
"Child, I know you have always wanted to avenge your mother, this has become your obsession, even if thousands of years have passed, you may have forgotten your mother’s appearance, this obsession will not fade. If you are legendary, you must have a clear mind. If you cannot personally kill the Emperor of Torture, you may not get over this hurdle."
The Purgatory Demon Sword thought for a while.
Indeed so.
The mother was just a mortal.
For a wizard, is it important? Not that important.
But this obsession lingers on.
It’s safe to say that his current achievements are inseparable from the whip of the Emperor of Torture!
The Purgatory Demon Sword said:
"Okay, I’ll go with you, but I need to tell my elder brother."
"Alright, go ahead."
"And, I won’t forget my mother’s appearance, I am not you!"