Published: February 11, 2025
Chapter
Many posthumous children felt a dull pain in their heels.
When they saw the Holy Father take out this weapon that had almost become the focal point of the entire mountain range as soon as it appeared, they couldn't help but feel as though he was joking.
Previously, the Holy Father had been injured by divine punishment, gravely wounded and on the brink of death, and they thought they saw the dawn of victory. But now, it seemed that was not the case; it was merely a serious premonition.
On the long sword called Wind and Thunder Twin Birth in the Holy Father's hand, two energy serpents danced like fireworks, shooting beams of light the same color as themselves in all directions. These beams twisted and turned, not very fast, yet in a short time, they filled a large area around.
As they moved, these beams transformed into little twisting snakes, just like their original forms. These little snakes didn’t wander carelessly but instead swirled within the occupied space, eyeing the opponents around the Holy Father menacingly.
"I was still thinking, if you could kneel before me, perhaps I could forgive you, let you become vassals of the Temple of Dawn, and leave a place for you in this new space."
The Holy Father swung the Wind and Thunder Twin Birth, and a shadow of the sword seemed to suddenly appear out of nowhere, instantly reaching another battle fortress that had been scrapped the day before, and directly slashed into it.
The massive machine was directly split in two, causing some explosions inside, though they were small in scale. Apart from scattering itself into pieces, it didn’t create a miniature nuclear explosion like before.
It happened too fast; the moment the sword shadow appeared, it was already in front of the battle fortress, leaving people unable to react properly.
Many people instinctively retreated, but the warriors protecting Ye Zhongming from Cloud Summit didn’t move.
The Holy Father glanced coldly, his eyes full of disdain.
"But you have angered me, very much so. You no longer have reverence, do not understand respect; this is a great taboo. It will cost you, a price that you will never be able to recover from."
With these words, the Holy Father swung his long sword again, and the second sword light appeared.
This time, his target was Xia Bai.
To him, Red Hair was obviously more worthy of attention and required a serious response, so the Holy Father intended to eliminate the disruptor first.
This masked woman, although able to fly with her wings, was still vastly inferior to the Holy Father in terms of evolution level. Such a target was one he could easily kill.
Even though Xia Bai now, in appearance, did not lose to Red Hair in momentum.
Xia Bai moved the instant the Holy Father launched his attack.
It was undeniable that the Holy Father's Wind and Thunder Twin Birth attack was extremely fast, but one thing could not be overlooked: the moment he launched his attack, there was actually a sign.
His wrist, arm, even his body, would show a very brief preparatory movement.
Xia Bai noticed this preparatory action and took the opportunity to position herself away.
To be honest, she couldn’t be sure the Holy Father’s attack was aimed at her, but she still dodged. If he was targeting her, she would have time to respond; if not, then it was just a change in the angle of attack.
However, the Holy Father’s speed was still too fast. At the same time Xia Bai moved, the sword light arrived.
Many people from Cloud Summit gasped, for they saw 'Xia Bai' sliced in half by this sword.
Could it be that the fearsome Xia Bai was so easily defeated? So fragile before a ninth-level expert?
They soon breathed a sigh of relief, for what they had seen was merely Xia Bai's afterimage.
Xia Bai simply raised her hand, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth.
She had indeed dodged, but she hadn’t completely avoided it; the sword light was too fast, and at least half its length struck her.
"Eh? Not bad, very good. What was that? A potent dark force? A splendid offering for the Gate of Blessing."