1565: C1565 Divine Arts

C1565 Divine Arts

The old man from the Church looked down on everyone with pity because he was high up in the sky and could save all living things. Even Yang Ping from China was only one of them.

At this moment, Yang Ping also looked at the old man from the Church with pity. It was not because he felt that she was above them, but because she pitied the old man's arrogance and ignorance. Ignorance had to be paid for.

The old man frowned and said, "God is merciful but my patience is limited. Please don't squander my patience and hand over the Heart of Secret Realm and I will let you enjoy the glory of God."

The various forbidden grounds had trapped Yang Ping and had no way of entering or leaving. The old man from the Church was extremely confident in his divine techniques and felt that if Yang Ping did not beg for mercy, she would definitely die inside. There was no air, no sunlight, no water in the restrictions. Humans could not survive in a world without air and sunshine, only Gods could survive.

Because the sun and the air are created by the gods.

God can do anything.

"I'll give you one more chance, if you …" The old man of the Holy See wanted to continue persuading him, but suddenly he was speechless. He looked in shock at Yang Ping who easily removed the restrictions on the barrier, and slowly walked out, as if the Heavenly Barrier did not exist.

"How is this possible?"

The old man frowned: "It's impossible for you to have the ability to pass through the restrictions." He thought for a moment and said: "I understand, your power must come from the Heart of Secret Realm. The Secret Realm was an existence similar to God. Although it was not as grand as God, it had already reached the same level. You are lucky to be able to utilize the energy of the Heart of Secret Realm. But if you think that you can defeat me with a Heart of Secret Realm, you are too naive. "Because God is omnipotent."

Yang Ping looked at the old man as if he was looking at an idiot.

The old man from the Holy See was too arrogant.

"Next up, I will use another divine technique. Even Heart of Secret Realm will not be able to help you. Son of the God Demon, you are very naive, but you will still have to pay the price for your naivety. "

"Divine technique to cut through space."

Boom!

The Scepter glowed with a white light as 9 points of light flew out and turned into a space, enveloping Yang Ping again. Each point released bright starlight, and the 9 points were like 9 stars that connected together into one entity.

This was a divine technique specially set up for great experts. In the ancient era, the Church used this technique to deal with the Great Demons of the Dark World. This was because every star was a gem embedded in the scepter, and it was an extremely precious mixed element stone. It came from the core of the Light Dimension, and it was extremely rare.

Yang Ping did not cower as she coldly watched on. Even with the divine arts infused on her body, she remained as unmoving as a mountain.

The old man sneered, thinking to himself, "Since you are so arrogant, I will make you pay a heavy price. Since you are so arrogant, I will make you pay a heavy price." The old man laughed coldly, thinking to himself, "Since you are so arrogant, I will make you pay a heavy price. Each of these lines could cut apart an Empyrean.

The circumference of 100 feet was filled with the power of space slicing. If one were to immerse themselves in it, it was as if they could see the stars of the Light Dimension.

The power of the slash landed on his body.

No one in the Great Saint Stage could resist the cutting power that could kill the Heavenly Sovereign. Although China was ancient and had a great inheritance, he was still the spokesperson of God.

However, what the old man of the Church did not know was that even though Yang Ping had Great Saint Stage, her strength was the strongest in history and she did not have the limits of power. He didn't know what kind of person the Great Sage, who she had trapped, was.

Ding ding dang dang.

The cutting power added onto his body, continuously striking at his body, but Yang Ping's expression changed, his clothes started to flutter even though there was no wind.

The first transition had no effect on Yang Ping.

The old man from the Church sneered, "Your body is very strong, but it's of no use. Because after the Spatial Severing has started, its power will increase by two to nine times with each transition. Even with your Heavenly Longevity Stage, it's to no avail."

In the second transition, its power increased explosively and the spatial laws of Dian City fluctuated, but Yang Ping was still calm.

The old man smiled as he looked at Dudian. He wasn't in a hurry.

In the third transition, the spatial laws started to sway, and could no longer suppress the cutting power. However, Yang Ping's expression remained the same, as her body was not harmed.

The old man's eyes narrowed as a dignified look appeared on his face. Yang Ping's body was much stronger than he imagined.

"..."2

The eighth circulation, was extremely powerful, as though it was trying to create a space. The old man's heart rose up, his originally benevolent face revealed a sinister look, was he still unable to hurt Yang Ping even after using all his strength?

How could the son of the Fiendgod be so powerful?

When the ninth rotation appeared and the nine stars disappeared, the space around Yang Ping completely shattered, revealing a black hole which dragged him inside. That was the shattering of space, the power of reopening of the dimensional realm, the power of the Heavenly Longevity Stage which meant that she was dead for sure.

Nine cycles, even if it's me, I would still die. It's already the limit for a Great Saint Stage like yours to withstand the eighth cycle, but the ninth cycle, that's the unprecedented distortion of space, it's the same as rebirth. This is the Holy See's trump card to deal with the Dark King, it's already very wasteful to use it against the son of the Demon God of China.

The old man from the Church began to curse and resent. From a benevolent and compassionate old man, he became an evil man filled with hatred.

"Hurry up and die!"

The old man from the Church glared at Yang Ping.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy.

When the ninth circulation appeared, Yang Ping finally raised her head, as if she had been thinking about life. This time, she finally felt the ninth circulation, and the old man from the Church noticed the change in Yang Ping's expression and sneered in her heart. Did you finally feel the threat of death?

"Son of the God Demon, your regret is useless now because you will become a sacrifice to cut open space." The old man laughed and said.

The other people did not rush over. The old man felt that there was more than enough time to kill Yang Ping and snatch the Heart of Secret Realm. The son of the God Demon was about to die. The old man from the Church revealed a relieved smile, full of kindness.

However, his benevolent expression only climbed up his face for a moment before disappearing. His eyes were wide open in disbelief.

The ninth form.

A black hole appeared.

The destructive force of space disturbed the laws, pulled Yang Ping, and wished to send him to hell. However, he merely made a simple movement, as though she was going out of the door, and gently pulled the lock.

Creak.

As if the door was opened, Yang Ping faced the pressure of using the divine technique to cut through the ninth circulation, and gently left the door. Then, she walked out of the imprisoned world, and arrived in front of the old man from the Church. The old man screamed as they looked at each other. He quickly retreated and looked at the terrifying man in front of him in fear.

Was it really only the son of the god and the devil that could be ignored by divine arts and space slicing?

The old man began to doubt his own judgement, as well as the Holy Emperor's instructions. This man in front of him didn't seem like the son of a demon, but a true Fiendgod.

"Retreat!"

The old man from the Church did not have any intention to fight. The fact that the Scepter could not even use its divine powers to injure Yang Ping showed how terrifying the man was. If this battle continued, perhaps even he would die here. The elders of the Church had lived for a long time. The most powerful thing was not to fight, but to avoid danger and live in troubled times.

Thirty-six moves was the best.

The old man's face turned pale as he tore a passage to leave. But it was too late. Yang Ping stared at him. Even if he walked to the ends of the earth, he would still not be able to escape. He sighed and said, "Your God doesn't seem to give you strength."

He pulled his hands apart and put them together.

The space collapsed as the old man felt his body tighten. The spatial passageway was suddenly shattered and lost its way out. The power of breaking space was much stronger than the power of the God's technique of cutting space.

A bloody mist had been shattered.

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