3426: C3426 Tear apart Time

C3426 Tear apart Time

Nicholas had easily broken Saint's Light Strike. Saint was shocked. If he did not use his trump card, he would not be able to defeat his opponent. He smiled and said, "The Pope has met you once. He often talked about your great achievements. As a junior, how could I make things difficult for you?"

Nicholas nodded. His cloudy eyes shone with wisdom. He said, "It is good for young people to be confident. However, the Pope did not come to the Heavenly Tomb in Huaxia. Naturally, he did not know the danger."

Saint said calmly. "The place where the gods and devils fall will one day be flattened by the divine weapons of the church."

Nicholas sighed and said, "Since you don't listen to my advice, I hope you can go further. The dignified Saint of the Church is second only to the Pope. I hope you can go back safely."

Nicholas left with the nine wise men.

The two Saint Knight stared at Nicholas. They only relaxed after they left. No one could be as calm as Saint when facing the legendary sage Nicholas. Nicholas's name was still lingering in the sky of the Vatican. The Church once said that Nicholas was one of the strongest experts in Mi Country.

Saint sneered, feeling extremely unconvinced. In his opinion, as long as Saint took action, these evil devils and devils of Huaxia would not be able to surrender. This was because he had never seen a true expert of Huaxia. He felt that the gods were high and mighty. Light descended upon the world, purifying everything.

"There is a Heavenly Court in Huaxia. When I come out of the Heavenly Tomb, I will personally go and take a look."

"What right do they have to become a Heavenly Court themselves? If they don't obey me, it will naturally bring disaster to them."

Saint was in high spirits. He didn't take anyone seriously. He felt that China was huge. He just wanted to talk about how many people could threaten him, but none of them could appear in the Heavenly Tomb. The two Saint Knight men hesitated.

They had come to China before. They knew very well that the experts in China were very powerful.

However, judging from Saint's tone, it was obvious that he didn't like it when others disobeyed him.

After the experts of Miao Territory, Mi Country, and the Vatican climbed up the mountain one after another, in the next half an hour, a large number of experts climbed up the mountain from the various entrances of Mountain Meng. Their target was the hazy mountain peak.

Dark clouds shrouded the sky.

It was as if the end of the world had arrived.

Yang Ping walked on the mountain path calmly. There were few people around, except for the sudden change in the weather, which caused the birds to cry out in frustration and the swaying of the waterfall, leaving the original flow of the mountain path.

In front of him was a huge waterfall.

It was like a dragon entrenched in the mountain stream, ready to soar into the sky at any time. Yang Ping stood on a big green rock, enjoying the scenery of Mountain Meng. Sure enough, it was as beautiful as the rumors said. The places he was at were all places with powerful restrictions in Mountain Meng, ordinary people could not enter.

Following the feeling, Yang Ping saw a waterfall, a green rock, and a whirlpool.

The one who had sat cross-legged on the green rock for decades still had traces of the shackles of the Dao Seal on it. It appeared in front of his eyes, forming a spatial whirlpool. Strand after strand of terrifying spatial storm flowed out of the whirlpool. If it was forcefully suppressed, even a little bit of it could destroy this place.

If Zhuge was here, he would be extremely shocked.

Because that senior was trapped on the green rock for dozens of years and didn't die. After breaking free, he still left behind an invincible aura. Even a Heavenly Sovereign Stage warrior was extremely weak in front of this aura.

Yang Ping felt an aura that surpassed the Heavenly Sovereign Stage realm, and he revealed a surprised expression.

This was the first time Yang Ping had clearly sensed an aura that surpassed the Heavenly Sovereign Stage realm. Moreover, this aura was extremely overbearing, as if its purpose was to block the exit of the spatial vortex. No matter how powerful the dimensional storm was, it would still stay obediently in front of this aura.

The Mountain Meng was indeed not simple.

Dao Zun had chosen this place to fight a decisive battle. There must be a conspiracy behind it, but unfortunately, it was destroyed by Zhu Xi.

There was something in the spatial whirlpool that was jumping and flickering with pure Power of Lights. With a thought, Yang Ping approached and tried to grab it. The remaining energy of the expert sensed that someone dared to be disrespectful and released a storm of energy.

Boom!

Immediately, sharp spatial blades appeared in an area with a radius of three hundred meters and shot toward Yang Ping.

Even if the Great Sage was here, he would still be crushed by the spatial blades. Yang Ping frowned. He allowed the sharp blades to hit his body, making the sound of metal hitting metal. The powerful blades couldn't hurt his body at all.

He approached step by step.

Just as he reached out and grabbed the bead that was emitting the Power of Light, an excited laughter came from behind him.

"Brilliant Bead!"

Saint came here with two Saint Knight. His eyes were fixed on the Brilliant Bead in the whirlpool. He panted and said, "I didn't expect to find a Brilliant Bead before entering the Heavenly Tomb. In this Brilliant Bead, I feel that it is purer than the Power of Light condensed in the Pope's body."

The two Saint Knight were eager to try.

As experts of the Holy See, they knew very well the uses of the Brilliant Bead. A Brilliant Bead could create Saint. Saint's strength would improve after absorbing the Power of Light inside. He might even surpass the Pope.

"Lowly subject, give me the Brilliant Bead."

Saint's eyes were red as he ordered Yang Ping.

Yang Ping ignored him. His palm went deep into the vortex. The devouring power inside the vortex started to devour his life force. If it wasn't for the Body of Top Yang's terrifying recovery ability, he would have become a human.

Grabbing the light pearl, Yang Ping felt the warm power inside. He sighed in his heart. It was indeed a good thing.

"Give it to me!"

Saint looked unhappy and said, "Lowly subject, if you give it to me, I will grant you eternal life."

Yang Ping put away the Brilliant Bead and turned around. He looked at Saint indifferently and said, "You cannot live forever, and you dare to boast shamelessly and grant others eternal life."

"How dare you!"

Saint sneered and said coldly, "It seems that the people in this evil land of Huaxia are really evil and stubborn. You can't get the favor of the gods. No wonder you are so corrupted. Come, humble subject. I will let you become the child of the gods. Your status is higher than the lowly Huaxia People."

Yang Ping squinted his eyes and revealed a cold light.

He was calling himself a lowly subject. The idiot in front of him was high and mighty, completely looking down on the Huaxia People. Yang Ping's face darkened. He said indifferently, "You are the child of God?"

Saint looked proud. He said, "Yes, I am the child of God. I am also the spokesperson of God."

"I don't need an idiot like you."

Yang Ping turned around and walked away.

Before entering the Heavenly Tomb, he did not want to be too ostentatious. He did not want to cause unnecessary trouble. The most important thing was to save Zhu Xi. Everything else was secondary. However, Saint wasn't that easy to talk to. His expression was gloomy. He had just arrived in Mountain Meng when he encountered an disobedient child.

"Since that's the case, I will represent God to punish you and erase your life."

Saint sighed and shook his head. "Child, you don't know how terrifying God is, nor do you know how great I am."

"Thunder comes!"

Saint raised his scepter and spoke to the sky with a sincere expression.

Boom!

Heavenly lightning descended!

A purple lightning bolt descended from the sky and attacked Yang Ping. This was an extremely powerful strike that could kill a Great Saint. Saint was very confident in his attack. It was as if he had seen Yang Ping's tragic death.

Yang Ping looked indifferently at the heavenly lightning descending from the sky. His expression was calm.

"How dare you call yourself a god with a mere lightning drawing technique?"

Yang Ping smiled disdainfully and said, "Let me show you what lightning is."1

"Holy Spirit Technique, Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!"

Zzz Zzz -

A web appeared in the sky above them, and cracks appeared in the void where the hole was. It was as if a living being had crawled out from within.

- The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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