Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Douglas struck out with his palm and actually created cracks in the Divine Staff held by the Pope, which symbolized the ultimate glory.

The Pope's Divine Staff was no ordinary object; it was nurtured with the Holy See's century-long heritage and engorged with magnificent Divine Power, making it almost a treasured artifact of the Holy See.

And yet, even such an artifact was cracked by the powerful Douglas, causing even the Pope to feel a tremor in his heart.

"Pope, I have sacrificed my soul to the great demon god. Just give in. On this day, a year after Nian Hou, darkness will return to the world, and your so-called light will fall into oblivion!"

Douglas sneered slightly, his body suddenly lunged forward, madly rushing towards the Pope, his hair standing on end, and his eyes glaring furiously.

Upon seeing this, the Pope's face changed drastically; the Pope, who had lived in luxury for so many years, finally felt fear and coldness in his heart that he had not felt in a long time.

"Light is invincible, and darkness shall never return to the world of humans, Divine Spirit, descend!"

Boom, the Pope roared with rage. The Divine Power surged within him, and his white hair became utterly disheveled. Within the grand hall of the Holy See, strands of profound Divine Power and the faith of all beings filled the Pope's body at that moment.

"Divine Spirit, descend and annihilate the darkness!"

With a gesture of his hand, the space in front of the Pope suddenly showed a terrifying verge of shattering.

On the other side, Douglas charged ferociously and showed no sign of evading. His life was rapidly slipping away, and he sought to kill the Pope before his death.

Hum, at that moment, as the Pope's finger lightly touched, a terrifyingly vast beam of Divine Light suddenly appeared between them, emitting a fearsome aura of obliteration.

Whoosh, the beam shot out crazily towards Douglas, vibrating the space it traveled through with a buzzing sound.

"Even a god cannot stop me! The Holy See will be destroyed, and darkness shall reign forever!"

Douglas roared loudly, and he vehemently struck out with his palm towards the madly approaching beam of light, his hand raised high and then fiercely smashing down.

Upon contact with Douglas's palm, the terrifying beam of light released by the Pope was on the verge of rupturing terribly and split into pieces in the blink of an eye, completely shattering.

After shattering the Pope's beam of light, Douglas's body surged forward wildly, and in an instant, he was beside the Pope, his palm continuing to pound down. Explore stories on empire

Crack, the Pope, who had no time to defend, was immediately sent flying, crashing heavily into the grand hall of the Holy See.

"Pope!" Alice cried out in shock, while Ye Ling immediately pulled her aside and shook his head at her.

"Sweetheart, you should know, I didn't strike him down out of consideration for you. I won't take action!" Ye Ling's voice was low.

He was not afraid of Douglas. If it came to a fight, Ye Ling was confident he could kill him, but he did not want to assist an old man who intended to harm his wife and child.

Alice's eyes filled with tears, but she still nodded in the end. She was aware that the Pope's harm to her ensured Ye Ling would not lift a finger.

Before, she had also hated the Pope, but seeing him beaten to such a state, her heart softened again.

This might be the nature of a woman, but Ye Ling would not allow Alice to ask him to save the Pope again.

"Don't worry; that old thing won't die so easily," Ye Ling said coldly.

The battle within the Holy See was fought by many powerhouses, each with a ferocious expression, and it was becoming clear who was winning—the Holy See's warriors were evidently prevailing.

Douglas's face was still ferocious: "No matter what, once the Pope is dead, they will be nothing but a flock of lambs to the slaughter!"

And just at that moment, suddenly, inside the great hall, a thunderous roar erupted, leaving everyone stunned. Immediately after, the ground began to tremble.

Ye Ling's expression changed, and he instantly used the terrible spiritual power within him to protect himself and Alice.

Then, the trembling of the earth grew stronger, and terrifying red lights appeared in the sky. It seemed like the light of world annihilation, alarming the entire heavens and earth.

Outside the Holy See, where the army of ten thousand was fighting, already more than half had died or were injured. The remaining strong ones felt like they couldn't even stand steady.

Ye Ling's eyes were like still water as he looked towards the great hall, sensing the terrible power stirring inside.

Suddenly, a blinding white light burst from within the great hall, seemingly piercing through heaven and earth. Everyone shivered, feeling a horrifying sensation of the world spinning.

The next moment, everyone's eyes filled with shock as the great hall, which represented the supreme glory of the Holy See, began showing terrible cracks.

Cracks spread like a spider's web, instantly enveloping the entire great hall. The next moment, the great hall trembled wildly.

Everyone saw an aged figure burst out from the midst of the great hall, soaring into the sky, his hair wildly whipping around, his chest covered in fresh blood.

"Sword of the Great Light, servant of the divine spirit, summon you now to exterminate the demons!"

The Pope bellowed, his hands suddenly grasping at the void. Then, his face turned bright red as all the divine power inside him erupted at that moment, and he fiercely pulled his hands upwards.

Pfft, the Pope spat out a mouthful of blood. Yet, his hands continued to frantically reach upwards, with wild winds dancing around his body.

"Sword of the Great Light, appear!"

Roar, the Pope shouted, his neck suddenly showing bulging veins like sinuous dragons, terrifying beyond measure.

In the extreme, the Pope exerted his power to the utmost, fiercely clutching at the void, and then with a thunderous pull, everyone's eyes were suddenly too stabbed by the brightness to keep open.

"Immortal Artifact! No, it's not a real Immortal Artifact!" Ye Ling felt that familiar aura and immediately murmured.

He instantly understood that this so-called Sword of the Great Light was likely a treasure created by the Pope communicating with the divine power left by the divine spirits through the power of faith.

This kind of treasure could only be controlled temporarily, and it would consume a tremendous amount of power. Moreover, if serious, it could even harm one's very life essence.

Just as the Pope was pulling out the so-called Sword of the Great Light, the majestic and splendid great hall of the Holy See, at that very moment, collapsed with a roar.

With a thunderous crash, the great hall, the holy site in the hearts of all the believers, turned completely into rubble in that instant.

Crack, crack, the earth split open, terrifying chasms stretched forth, extending for a hundred meters, with a terrible aura of destruction swirling within them.

"Sword of the Great Light, return to this world!"

Boom, in midair, that aged figure quietly brought forth a huge sword imbued with immense divine power. The sword was very wide and emitted a terrifying presence.

At the tip of the sword, a dreadful sword light was breathing in and out like a dragon, accompanied by boundless divine light.

"Douglas! Meet your end!"

The Pope roared, his beard fluttering, and the fearsome aura within his old body grew even stronger.

Whoosh, the Pope moved, holding the Sword of the Great Light, and charged towards Douglas.