Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Pope Ling Kong stood before the grand hall, his face exuding authority and radiating divine light, as if a Heavenly Divine was descending upon the world.

"Douglas, let us put an end to the years-long grudge between The Holy See and the Dark Council today," he declared.

The Pope's voice boomed as Ye Ling, who had stood before him, turned and walked away to join Alice. Since the Pope had asked him to leave, there was no need for him to insist on killing Douglas.

Now, it was time to watch the show— the clash between two supreme rulers who terrified the Western Continent.

However, in Ye Ling's view, the Dark Council's chances of winning were slim. Despite The Holy See's heavy losses, this was their stronghold.

Why wouldn't The Holy See, able to deter countless petty thieves, possess some methods? It was just that Ye Ling had been too dominant and too powerful, making the Pope believe those methods useless against him, which led the Pope to abandon them.

Douglas nodded, his face more serious than ever before, his eyes filled with frenzied passion.

A grudge spanning thousands of years, the two great forces were finally having a complete showdown, all triggered by Ye Ling's destruction of a significant part of The Holy See.

"Under Divine Spirit's guidance, loyal servants of faith, offer your most sincere beliefs, let The Holy See regain its glory, and may the Lord God's divine light be spread across the world!"

"Lord God walks among humankind, spreading divine sense through goodwill, with Divine Spirit in one's heart, entering neither hell nor death!"

The Pope's voice was gentle, and suddenly, the vast divine light behind him shot up into the sky, trembling the earth and heavens, terrifyingly powerful. When this divine light broke through to the sky, it suddenly dispersed and vanished in all directions.

And the next moment, all believers of Divine Spirit, guided by the Pope, no matter what they were doing, fell to their knees, hands over their hearts, offering their most loyal faith.

Humming sounds filled the air as faint forces of faith crazily converged from all corners of the world towards The Holy See. That moment, these weak forces intertwined in the sky, forming an immensely terrifying divine light.

"The power of faith, The Holy See's glory, a thousand years of heritage, magnificent divine might!"

The Pope's voice was immense, and his divine might billowed. Amidst the dark night sky, when strands of brilliant and powerful faith were rushing over, the Pope soared into the sky.

Hisss, strands of the power of faith entered the Pope's body, and in an instant, divine light dazzled, while in the great hall of The Holy See, a mad surge of unmatched divine power appeared.

The divine light was majestic, floating in mid-air, and then slowly began to coalesce, forming a colorful light, converging into a vast point of brilliance.

"This old man really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve!" exclaimed Ye Ling. This was the power of faith, a terrifying force generated by the belief of all living beings.

His own eighth Golden Core was also of this force, and this time, the Pope really went all out, borrowing the power of faith from believers all over the world, essentially laying out all of his groundwork in an instant.

This move had exhausted The Holy See's centuries of reserves, but the sacrifice had significant results.

Firstly, the five red-robed archbishops as well as the Army Commander who lay on the ground all stood up, their wounds completely healed by the terrifying power contained within that converged point of light.

Boom, those hundreds of Army troops that Ye Ling had killed by piercing their chests with the Thousand Swords Formation also stood up, though their vitality was gone. Still, they were formed once more by the terrifying power of faith.

Even more notable were the troops of the Army fighting fiercely outside The Holy See against the Dark Council's forces.

The tens of thousands of these Army troops were revived with unmatched fighting spirit, their cultivation suddenly soaring, their battle intent thunderous, their divine power immense, like warriors from underneath Divine Spirit, descending to the mortal realm.

Instantly, the elite force of over ten thousand Dark Council members started to struggle, retreating step by step with heavy losses.

"The glory of The Holy See must not fall!"

The Army Commander of the Expedition Army and the five Red Cardinals all stepped forward, shouting wildly, and at that moment, more than twenty red figures crazily swooped in from the distant horizon.

"It's the Red Cardinals!" Alice exclaimed with delight.

These Red Cardinals were usually stationed in various locations, and only the summons of the Pope or when The Holy See was in peril would they return; and now, they had all come to join the fight.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, several figures appeared within The Holy See. These Red Cardinals had a minimum cultivation of the Golden Core Early Stage and were the core strength of The Holy See.

"Douglas, I know you have your methods, let's use them together now,"

The Pope's body slowly descended, holding the Divine Staff, his spirit, vigor, and essence reaching terrifying heights, his cultivation temporarily breaking through to the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, incredibly formidable.

Ye Ling looked at the dense faith power filling the sky and couldn't help but smack his lips: "Darling, what do you think would happen if I devoured all this faith power? Do you think the old guy, the Pope, would kill me?"

"Darling, you must be joking," Alice's mouth twitched, wondering if the man beside her was serious.

If Ye Ling really devoured all this faith power, then The Holy See would be instantly reduced to its original state, and the Dark Council would no doubt win in the end.

"Tsk tsk, darling, look how scared you are. I was just talking; I'll just sit here and enjoy the show with you. But let me make it clear, this is their feud, and I won't intervene," Ye Ling said seriously. This matter had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to get involved; he had acted earlier simply because he didn't like the look of Douglas.

Alice nodded: "The Holy See will definitely win, evil can never overcome justice!"

Ye Ling scoffed, what nonsense about justice and evil; it was all just the crown the victors wore, and in any place, only the ultimate victors had the right to write history.

Opposite the Pope, Douglas saw the miraculous charm of those from The Holy See and the more than twenty Red Cardinals who had come to the rescue and coldly smiled.

"The Holy See is indeed worthy, having battled the Dark Council for countless years, but the Dark Council is not so easily crushed like a soft persimmon."

Boom, Douglas rose into the sky, hovering midair. Suddenly, terrifying vortices appeared in his eyes, slowly spinning.

Humming, waves of destructive power crazily burst forth from Douglas's eyes like lightning bolts.

"Ancestors of the Dark Council, your most humble servants call upon your most powerful strength!"

"The light of darkness shall spread across the entire world, and the might of the Dark Council will reign supreme!"

"Darkness will come, and the light shall fall, never to rise again!"

Boom, from within Douglas, a strange black bead slowly drifted out, whooshing up into the sky.

The black bead slowly revolved, and suddenly, strands of sinister black light slowly drifted down from the bead, floating towards the members of the Dark Council.