Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The sword light swept through mid-air, leaping and darting, instantly wrapped in an eerie and boundless black fog.

"Judgment of Demons, Sword Slash of Radiance!"

Douglas roared, his hair wildly dancing as if caught in madness, terrifying black mist erupting from within him.

Boom!

The sword light entwined with black mist moved, whooshing through the air and tearing the sky apart—a fearsome radiance intent on slaughter, unstoppable.

Below, the Pope's face showed not a hint of fear; divine light shone in his eyes as he threw the Divine Staff upwards, hurling it toward the onrushing sword light with great speed.

Clang!

The buzzing noise was piercing. The Divine Staff struck the sword light, and terrifying forces exploded from their collision, undulating and raging wildly in all directions.

The rumbling dark clouds in the sky were completely shattered by this dreadful power, and the sword light, shrouded in black fog, suddenly burst forth with intense cold radiance.

"Sword Slash of Radiance!"

Douglas roared angrily, the wind howling around him with a snapping sound, the power within him erupting wildly and surging into the sword light clashing madly with the Divine Staff in the sky.

In an instant, the dark fog within the sword light surged, the ominous and boundless fog enveloping the Divine Staff like the end of the world.

Darkness was endless, and the Divine Staff's dazzling divine gleam was devoured in an instant. Alice's face paled dramatically at a distance, as she seemed to realize what this signified.

"Don't get worked up; the little one inside can't withstand such violent fluctuations," Ye Ling lightly patted Alice's shoulder and chuckled softly, offering comfort.

"Don't worry, see how calm that old geezer, the Pope, looks? It's clear he isn't the least bit panicked. He won't be at a disadvantage in this strike," Ye Ling smiled.

As the Divine Staff was engulfed by the black fog, the Pope's expression remained unchanged, his hands slowly lifting, between which danced strands of colorful divine radiance.

The colorful divine gleam jumped between the Pope's fingers, forming a series of profound and obscure auras, which slowly floated up into mid-air.

"The dark clouds will eventually break, and light will forever shine upon the world!"

The Pope's voice was deep and somber, and suddenly, he looked up and roared, his eyes blazing with golden brilliance, making them appear like divine eyes, majestic beyond compare.

In mid-air, the Divine Staff that had been swallowed by the dark fog suddenly burst forth with a terrifying colorful divine light, and in the next moment, streams of divine light pierced through the rolling dark fog.

Strands of divine light seeped through, completely penetrating the rolling dark fog, and in the end, all the dark fog vanished, leaving only the Divine Staff floating in mid-air, still softly glowing.
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Boom!

Divine light erupted, transforming the dark curtain overhead into a canopy of light. The next moment, the Pope moved.

Whoosh, his figure was like an illusion, and in the blink of an eye, he was at Douglas's side, grasping with one hand, and the Divine Staff that was aloft appeared in the Pope's hand.

The Pope gritted his teeth, the Divine Spirit Force within his body burst forth mightily, and the Divine Staff mercilessly smashed down towards Douglas.

Douglas's eyes widened in shock, his body hastily retreating, but it was too late—the Divine Staff had already struck him.

Thud, blinding light flashed, and Douglas let out a miserable roar as his body began to emit wisps of green smoke, unbearably pungent.

"Douglas, meet your death!"

The Pope roared furiously, his rage reaching the heavens, his long, flowing white hair billowing, framing the old man like a War God.

The Divine Staff was swung down, and the Pope's peerless immense strength thundered forth onto it.

Clang! The Divine Staff struck with a thunderous force, and Douglas's wings of darkness violently snapped shut, enveloping him completely, sealing him off without leaving a single gap.

Clang, clang, clang, the grating noise was piercing as the light from the Divine Staff incessantly corroded Douglas's wings of darkness, and the Pope continued to exert his power, seeking to use this opportunity to utterly eradicate Douglas.

Seeing the Pope unleash his might, every powerful figure from The Holy See was incomparably excited; victory was within sight. Once Douglas fell, the Dark Council would be thoroughly destroyed.

"Kill! For The Holy See, slaughter all these beings of darkness!"

The Army Commander let out a great shout. His armor was almost entirely shattered, and blood flowed freely, yet he remained valiant. He represented the sharpest blade of The Holy See, one that, once drawn, could never be sheathed again.

At this moment, the morale of The Holy See's forces soared, while the members of the Dark Council desperately resisted. They were all hoping, hoping that Douglas could turn the tide against all odds.

Perhaps it was the spiritual support given by members of the Dark Council that caused Douglas, still wrapped in his wings of darkness, to begin laughing eerily.

"Pope! Darkness is descending, and no one can stand in its way!"

"With my body, I embrace the Eternal Darkening; let the light of darkness eclipse all brightness, slaying everything under the heavens!"

Boom! A tremendous power trembled within the cocoon of dark wings. The Pope's complexion instantly changed, and he quickly backpedaled, trying to retreat.

But it was too late. As soon as the Pope began to move, Douglas's wings of darkness exploded. The immense force knocked the Pope to the ground.

Thud! The Pope hit the ground, spewing a mouthful of blood, his face suddenly turning pale, and the divine light around him also dimmed significantly.

In contrast, Douglas floated in mid-air, his expression ferocious. The wings of darkness on his back were completely shattered, his flesh a bloody blur.

Yet around him surged terrifying streams of black gas, enveloping him within its sinister embrace.

"Power! The power I so crave!"

Douglas grinned savagely as an intimidating aura suddenly burst forth from within him, his power surging wildly.

Tribulation Transcending, Middle Stage!

In the blink of an eye, he crossed into a new realm, breaking through to the middle stage of Tribulation Transcending, his eyes blood-red, radiating a terrifying killing intent.

"Douglas! Are you seeking death?" the Pope gritted his teeth and got up, a hint of fear flickering in his eyes.

Alice by Ye Ling's side also showed a hint of fear, and Ye Ling hastily inquired what was happening.

"Eternal Darkening is a terrible Divine Skill of the Dark Council. Once deployed, one's power will receive a frightening boost."

"But once Eternal Darkening comes to an end, the caster will be completely consumed by darkness, devoured by the black mist that envelops them. The Dark Council considers this an embrace by the king of darkness."

Ye Ling was taken aback. So that was it - a suicidal Divine Skill; no wonder the Pope bore a trace of fear.

An adversary in the Middle Stage of Tribulation Transcending was no easy task. Even for Ye Ling, it might take some effort to handle. If the Pope didn't have a backup plan, The Holy See was in danger.

"If it's for victory, what does it matter if I sacrifice myself? Moreover, I am to be embraced by the god of darkness, to be His humble servant – that is my honor!"

"And you, the great Pope, you too, will go and serve those elusive Divine Spirits you speak of."

Boom!

Douglas turned into a shadowy mist, eerily appearing beside the Pope, and with a fierce slap, sent a rolling force straight onto the Divine Staff in the Pope's hand.

With a crack, every powerful figure of The Holy See was startled, and the Pope himself was struck with a sudden change of expression. His Divine Staff, the symbol of supreme glory, was cracked by Douglas's palm with fractures spreading across it.