Fang Zhou transmigrated into a matriarchal cultivation realm where jade-like beauties hold celestial swords - and all the power. His first act? Tearing up his own betrothal contract.
In this world where men were inferior and women were esteemed, the righteous were women, the villains were women, the cultivators were women, and even the gods who created the heavens and earth were women.
Female warriors robbed the rich to help the poor and explored the world with their swords. Men, on the other hand, had to be cautious when going out so that they could protect themselves, lest they be robbed of their wealth and dignity, leaving them with nothing.
Transmigrating into such a world, Fang Zhou, a handsome man who was desired wherever he went, felt immense pressure. Girls wanted to play with him and even tried to capture him and take him home.
For the sake of his own life, Fang Zhou had no choice but to fight against women to the end.
"Get lost, you annoying woman! Don't disturb my cultivation!"


The sword circle formed by sixty-four Xuanyuan Swords blocked in front of Fang Zhou.


This move is the strongest defensive technique in the Sword Control Realm, capable of blocking and reflecting all attacks.


The moonlight, seemingly substantial, collided with the sword circle, as if a heavy hammer struck a large bell, emitting a deafening roar.


The powerful sound waves made Fang Zhou's ears ring, and the sound spread far through the Bamboo Sea, echoing in the deep mountains, startling countless birds.


This beam of moonlight was not a one-time attack but continuously bombarded the sword circle, the shattered moonlight scattering around, actually condensing into ice, resembling scattered stars.


The sword circle trembled violently, not to mention reflecting, it was uncertain whether it could continue to resist.


Chapter 387 - 387. The frequency of sending death in the Bronze Bureau does not match yours.