791: C791 So That's How It Is

C791 So That's How It Is

"Rumble..."

The divine staff in Light Cult Pope's hand exploded out with a powerful and mysterious force. After that... ， the void rumbled, and a divine power transformed into a halo of light that shot directly into the body of the clone of light. It was the Saint Light enhancement technique that Hsiang Yang had been wanting to use a while ago.

"Rumble..."

After receiving the blessing of the Saint Light from Light Cult Pope, Light Cult Pope's light clone's body began to glow with a holy light. The power that erupted from his body instantly became stronger. Hsiang Yang could clearly feel the surging power of the light clone. If the light clone from before had ten levels of power, then the current light clone had eleven levels. Although it was only one more layer of power, however, during the battle between experts... It was able to play an extraordinary role.

"It's this move again. It's really annoying to have so much strength increased."

Hsiang Yang had a helpless expression on his face. After using the Saint Light Boosting Technique, the person who could effectively increase the strength of the person who was being used. When Hsiang Yang was fighting with the Two-winged Angel on the cruise, when using the Two-winged Angel with the scepter, it could even increase the strength of another angel by three levels. This made Hsiang Yang envious. He had always wanted to grab the Two-winged Angel to serve him. Unfortunately, in the end, he still couldn't get his way. Now, he had once again used this technique. The depression in Hsiang Yang's heart had exceeded his shock.

"This is the Saint Light Blessing Spell. It is the best supplementary magic in Light Cult. It is a blessing that the God of Light specially bestowed upon the believers who believe in the God of Light. Now, the strength of this clone of mine has increased once again. It is enough to completely crush you. You can die now. "

After Light Cult Pope finished casting this spell, he immediately revealed an excited smile. He looked at the clone of light, relying on the connection between the two. Light Cult Pope could sense the powerful force that was transmitted from his clone, and he was instantly filled with excitement. His heart was filled with confidence. He felt that Hsiang Yang was definitely going to die. According to the agreement between him and Yun Feiyang, as long as he could defeat and kill Hsiang Yang... Yun Feiyang would let him go. At that time, he would be able to enter the Small God Realm and awaken all the hidden forces of the Light Cult. He would let those old undyings come out to fight Yun Feiyang. At that time... He would be able to escape to another world with the help of the teleportation formation in Small God Realm, and he wouldn't have to worry about Yun Feiyang's threat anymore.

"You mean, only those who have cultivated the Light of the West can advance their cultivation base?" Hsiang Yang squinted his eyes and looked at Light Cult Pope. Previously, he had longed for this Saint Light enhancement technique too much. He did not even think about whether this magic would work on him. Now... Light Cult Pope's words immediately woke him up.

"That's right. This divine technique and secret technique were passed down by the great God of Light for his followers. Only the most sincere followers of the God of Light can receive the blessing of Secret Arts. If it's a heretic... This Secret Arts will turn into the strongest attack and kill all heretic. " Although Light Cult Pope didn't know why Hsiang Yang asked this question, he was full of confidence right now. As he was thinking about how he could defeat Hsiang Yang in despair, he naturally told Hsiang Yang about the function of the Saint Light.

"If you can change your belief in the God of Light and become the guardian of Light Cult, I can report it to Divine Realm. Ask the God of Light to bestow you with an even stronger Secret Arts." The God of Light even looked at Hsiang Yang with a smile on his face. Of course. He knew very well that it was impossible for Hsiang Yang to become someone who believed in the God of Light. The reason he said that was to disgust Hsiang Yang.

"That's right. This is the Saint Light Boosting Spell. It can only be used on people who practice the same cultivation technique. If it was anyone else, this so-called 'Saint Light Boosting Technique' would become the most terrifying offensive technique. Fortunately, I didn't grab that Two-winged Angel back then. Otherwise... That would be courting death." Hsiang Yang's eyes lit up after hearing this. He felt lucky in his heart. Luckily, he didn't have the time to express his thoughts to that Two-winged Angel. That Two-winged Angel was sold out by his teammates and killed by him by mistake. Otherwise, if he said it, he wouldn't even need to do anything. That Two-winged Angel would automatically cooperate with him and pretend to obey him. At that time... If he were to fight someone, that guy would silently cast a 'Saint Light Blessing Technique' on him. At that time, he would truly be dead.

"Light Cult Pope, thank you very much. As a token of my gratitude, I will slash this clone of yours with my sword. Furthermore, it will be very quick and direct. It won't make you feel too afraid, haha..."

After that, Hsiang Yang laughed loudly. After getting this answer, not only did he get rid of the feeling of not being able to catch the Two-winged Angel, but he also got rid of the danger that he might face in the future. At this moment, he was truly grateful to Light Cult Pope. Of course, although he was grateful, he still had to kill ___. There was no difference between the two.

"Roar..." Hsiang Yang let out a long roar towards the sky. The Taia Sword in his hand trembled. An unparalleled sword intent was brewing within it, and a gust of sword Qi formed a storm that pierced through the sky. From afar, it looked like a tornado was spinning. For a moment, the power was unparalleled.

"What are you thanking me for?"

Light Cult Pope felt depressed. He felt strange in his heart. He had increased the strength of his clone. With the current strength of his clone, it was enough to crush Hsiang Yang. However, why did Hsiang Yang still need to thank him? Was it because he knew the name of the magic he used?

"What a strange person."

Light Cult Pope muttered. However, when Hsiang Yang said that he was going to kill the light clone in one strike, he laughed out of extreme anger, "Brat, don't be too arrogant. You couldn't even kill my clone just now. Not to mention that this clone has become even stronger. At that time, you will only be crushed and killed."

In Light Cult Pope's point of view, this clone of his was even stronger than Hsiang Yang. However, because it was just a clone, its combat awareness and intelligence could not be compared to Hsiang Yang's. That was why it didn't kill Hsiang Yang in a short period of time. And... And now... After obtaining the support of the Saint Light, the strength of his clone of light had increased by at least 10%. Don't look at how it had only increased by 10% or so. But when experts competed... The difference between victory and defeat was usually just a tiny bit. After the light clone enhanced this level of strength... The effects it could play in a battle would be magnified limitlessly. At that time, it could decide the final outcome of this battle.

"One sword, I'll kill this clone of yours. The second sword, I'll kill you"

Hsiang Yang had a cold expression on his face. If his cultivation base hadn't advanced to the Peak of Spirit Separating Stage... He couldn't guarantee that he would dare to say such a thing. However... His cultivation base had already advanced to the Peak of Spirit Separating Stage, and combined with his extreme Sword Dao... He had absolute confidence that he could kill Light Cult Pope.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Hsiang Yang naturally wasn't lying. Since he had decided to kill the clone of light with a single sword strike, he didn't hold back any longer. The three-inch blood-red Sword Of Slaughter above his head burst forth with heaven-shaking, earth-shattering killing intent. Along with a huge explosion, a blood-red light burst out from his body. It dyed half of the sky above his head blood-red. Not only that, but... After that, under everyone's astonished gaze, the blood-red Qi above Hsiang Yang's head began to spread out. Then, a change began to take place.

"Boom..."

When Hsiang Yang was fighting the countless demons and devils in the Eastern World, he unleashed the pure killing intent of the Sword Of Slaughter with all his strength. At that time, half of the sky above his head had also been dyed blood-red. Within the blood-red light was the scene of Asura Hell. At this moment, Hsiang Yang's cultivation base had reached an even stronger Spirit Separating Stage. The phenomenon created was even more shocking, accompanied by a rumbling sound. On one side... The blood-red world was faintly visible in the blood-red light above his head. In the blood-red sky... It was as if there were countless Asura demons that towered into the heavens. It was unknown just how tall they were. But it was as if the world itself couldn't contain these Asura demons.

"Rumble rumble rumble..."

"Roar..."

Then, these towering Asura demons all released a heaven-shaking and earth-shattering roar. This roar shook the nine heavens and earth, as if even the blood red Asura world itself was trembling. They were unable to withstand the furious roars of these incomparably massive Asura demons. Not just that, but... What was even more strange was that although these were only phenomena, everyone present seemed to be able to hear these furious roars carrying powerful killing intent ringing in their ears.

"Puchi..."

Among the few people present, the weakest one was naturally the Heart Monkey. It had been in a state of shock, staring blankly at the phenomenon above Hsiang Yang's head. It had never expected that the phenomenon above Hsiang Yang's head would explode into such a terrifying scene. Especially when the roars of the countless Asura demons rang out. The sound seemed to carry with it an incomparably powerful attack as it exploded in his ears. The Heart Monkey's head rumbled and nearly shattered, and blood crazily spilled out of its mouth.0

"Boom..."

Yun Feiyang, who was standing beside the Heart Monkey, shook his head slightly when he saw this. He waved his hand and an invisible force flashed. It blocked the impact of the loud roar on the Heart Monkey, saving it from the tragedy of being blasted apart.

"Aaaaaaah... This Demon King is in so much pain... "

On the other side, the Golden Eagle Demon King, who was also hiding behind Yun Feiyang, covered his head and cried out in pain. After breaking through to the Divinity Stage, it was barely able to withstand the impact of the loud roar. Although it didn't vomit blood, it still had a splitting headache. It held its head with both hands. Then, it quickly retreated.

On the other hand, the Pre-Qin Ancient Corpse, Bai Zhen, was standing there with a calm expression. He ignored the sound coming from the blood-red space above Hsiang Yang's head. Because this voice was directed at the soul, not the body. For zombies, they had already died once. The soul had undergone a mutation, so these roars did not have much of an impact on it.

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