The clouds steadily grew thicker and darker. Lightning kept striking against the ground and setting some poor, wilted forest on fire. I even saw a couple of hurricanes slowly moving in the direction of Crossroads Valley. This apocalyptic scene immediately reminded me of the Purgatory Sovereign, Coldblade the Infinite Storm. He was the most cunning Divine Rank boss of the Nine Purgatory Sovereigns, and he was finally going to show us his power.

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"Watch out, big bro!"

Beiming Xue pointed to the front and said, "I see two high-level mobs flying our way!"

"Got it!"

I focused my gaze and saw two birds with a huge body, a pair of blood-red eyes and iron wings flying our way. Actually, calling them birds would be a mistake. At full wingspan, they were at least 5 meters long and almost as big as the Crimson and Snow Crystal Dragons. In Chinese legends, we called giant birds like this rocs. They were both Level 305 fiend-rank mobs, and since their feathers were made from iron, their Defense was bound to be super high. Normally, they would be the kings of the sky, but not when we were their opponents!

"Let’s go!"

I abruptly unsheathed...