Zhang Ping walked out from Purgatory Mountain’s tallest palace.

The scepter in his hands also began to release surging black smoke, surrounding him within, making his figure look especially large and powerful.

All of the Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicators who saw him along the way prostrated in fear and respect, as if they were going to kiss the dirt and the tips of his toes.

This was especially the case with some Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicators who recognized him, they previously had statuses above him in the workshops, so they were even more so scared to the point where their bodies were huddled within their divine robes.

However, Zhang Ping didn’t notice their existence at all. The only thing in his head was Purgatory Mountain’s dignified figure.

After Lin Xi and Zhantai Qiantang’s string of assassinations, as well as the deaths of Wenren Cangyue and two Purgatory Mountain Great Elders, his status in Purgatory Mountain already became more and more stabilized. Regardless of whether it was Purgatory Mountain or Great Mang, he was already a formidable great figure. However, he knew that Purgatory Mountain Patriarch was the true great figure.

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