Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Douglas heard the sounds of battle rising from outside The Holy See and couldn't help but be intoxicated, his expression full of satisfaction.

"Pope, listen to that, such pleasing sounds of slaughter. After the sun rises, The Holy See will be completely destroyed, and the Dark Council will be reborn under the sunshine."

"Imagine how wonderful it will be. A bright world, yet shrouded in darkness, tsk tsk, Pope, you will be the sinner of The Holy See, while I, Douglas, will be the greatest chairman in the history of the Dark Council!"

Douglas was intoxicated, fantasizing about the things after victory, while the Pope on the opposite side had a solemn face. He took a deep breath, "Douglas, you're thinking too simply."

Having said that, the Pope's body slowly floated into the air, his arms suddenly raised, and then, a divine light burst out from behind him in the great hall of The Holy See, directly entering the Pope's body.

"No good! Stop him! Quick!"

Douglas didn't know why, but a sense of alarm rose in his heart, and he roared as his body flashed, ready to take action. With the strength of being just half a step from Tribulation Transcending, he was second to none in the world.

A dozen figures from the Dark Council charged towards the Pope, but a gaunt figure suddenly appeared before them, a reckless smile on his face.

"Tsk tsk, why do I feel so uncomfortable with people pretending? Seriously, especially you, crappy Douglas, your words are really annoying to me, you know?"

Ye Ling stood in front of the crowd of the Dark Council's powerhouses, a slight cold smile on his face, while the Pope behind him was very surprised, not expecting Ye Ling to make a move.

"What are you waiting for? Use whatever tricks you have, quick. If it weren't for my beloved wife asking me to, do you think I would bother with you, old immortal?"

Ye Ling shouted. Apart from finding the members of the Dark Council unsightly, a more important reason for his action was Alice's request.

If The Holy See were to be partially destroyed due to Ye Ling and ultimately meet its demise, then Alice would consider herself the greatest sinner.

"Where did this Huaxia kid come from, he must be out of his mind! You go execute the Pope, and I'll have a good time with this ignorant fool."

Douglas sneered, surrounded by over a dozen figures who rushed furiously, aiming for the Pope's side.

But suddenly, the fastest of the Golden Core Stage Elders got quickly dispatched, and just as quickly they came hurtling back, their bodies suddenly flying backwards at a speed too fast to react to.

Thud, the unlucky Elder directly fell to the ground, his body convulsing, foaming at the mouth, bloodied and battered.

"Damn it, how dare you ignore my words? Taste the might of my brick!"

Ye Ling, holding a brick, floated in mid-air, with the powerful stance of one man holding off a myriad enemies, his intense strength immediately intimidating all the powerhouses of the Dark Council.

"Attack together! Whoever dares to obstruct the Dark Council must die, send his soul to the archdevil!"

Douglas shouted, a longsword suddenly appearing in his hand. Its blade glinted with a black radiance, and amidst the faintly flickering dark light, there was mottled rust, bearing the marks of countless years.

"Time's Slash, soul to hell!"

Boom, Douglas swung his longsword with tremendous force, the gloomy black radiance of the blade dazzlingly brilliant, piercing the dome of the sky.

Whoosh whoosh, the sword light sliced through the air, Ye Ling sneered, lifting the brick in his hand to strike fiercely. Within his body, the eight Golden Cores spun frantically, the roaring Spiritual Power surging within him.

Clang, a shocking noise rang out, and Douglas's face immediately turned pale. His longsword clashing with Ye Ling's brick was actually twisted by Ye Ling's single strike.

Moreover, the power was terribly violent, passing through the blade and directly slamming into Douglas who was just half a step from Tribulation Transcending, causing his expression to change drastically.

Whoosh whoosh, Douglas kept retreating, while the dozen or so powerhouses beside him had already madly charged towards Ye Ling.

"Death chains, Binding of the soul, Lock of fate!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, a dozen or so powerful figures acted simultaneously, casting streaks of black light that coiled out from their palms.

These black rays were ethereal and elusive, even somewhat unreal, and as the dark light surged, it emitted a unique and profound aura.

In the blink of an eye, the dozen rays of light had bound Ye Ling, and as they completely wrapped around him, suddenly the light burst forth magnificently.

Grinding their teeth, the powerful beings exclaimed, "Death Chains, Seal of Life!"

Boom, Ye Ling suddenly felt a strong and profound energy crazily absorbing the life force within his body.

"Trying to pull this one on me? You're still too green!"

Ye Ling roared, his Nine Nether Emperor Technique running wild within him, and a terrifying and horrific devouring force exploded instantly.

Humming, those black rays of light actually began to fluctuate on the surface of Ye Ling's body, showing signs of disintegrating.

"Not good! Death Chains, Seal of Soul!"

The expressions of the powerful figures changed at once, and they bellowed in low voices as a strange power burst forth from within them.

Ye Ling also roared, his body shaking, as a sweeping aura soared to the skies. Then, his body violently shook once more, and he felt an intense pain that engulfed his mind.

"Trying to use such tricky tactics against me, is like playing the lute to a cow!"

Ye Ling bellowed, his fingers moving rapidly, weaving a stream of complex and indecipherable power between them.

"Life and Death Nine Seals, annihilate for me!"

Hum, suddenly, around Ye Ling's body, black and white seals started to appear, slowly overlapping and flickering with a terrifyingly fearful energy.

Boom!

These dreadful seals struck out, and around him, each and every member of the Dark Council with a look of horror on their face, felt the profound threat of death.

"Not good! Run for it!"

The dozen or so powerful beings turned to flee, but Ye Ling, still trapped by the Death Chains, shook violently and let out a thunderous roar, shattering the chains coiling around him.

"Think you can escape? In your dreams!"

Whoosh, one by one, the terrifying Life and Death Nine Seals launched towards those fleeing dark figures at incredible speeds, so fast that the escaping members of the Dark Council couldn't dodge.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The sounds thundered, and the bodies of the powerful beings shook, helplessly falling to the ground as blood unceasingly spewed from their mouths, their faces deathly pale.

"Douglas, meet your end!"

Ye Ling roared furiously, holding the Godslayer Stone majestically, while Douglas's body trembled violently and he let out a ferocious laugh.

"My young friend from Huaxia, thank you, but from now on, leave it to me," said Douglas.

"This war is the destiny of The Holy See and the Dark Council, and should not involve you."

Just then, the Pope spoke up. Hovering in mid-air, behind him was a sky filled with colorful radiance; like wearing an endless robe of twilight, he appeared supremely dignified.