Chapter 161 One person suppresses the West!

As Chai Xin's cultivation level continued to improve, the power of the Lihuo Divine Furnace that he could unleash also increased day by day, and was no longer the same as before.

In addition, the time that can be continuously activated has also increased significantly.

There was already a large amount of ninth-layer Fire Domain Divine Fire in the Lihuo Divine Furnace. Now, with the blessing of the quasi-imperial weapon, its temperature had reached a higher level. Even a Zhan Dao-level warrior would be wary of it.

Chai Xin had no intention of deliberately causing killings, so the targets of these divine fires were all directed at the Pope and other powerful people.

However, the temperature of the divine fire was too high, and even if they were not directly touched, many monks in the holy city suffered terribly.

Especially those guys below the Four Extreme Secret Realms, many of them felt their blood boiling, even their divine power was ignited, and their vitality was gradually drying up and withering.

However, Chai Xin did not feel much sympathy.

Many of the monks in this holy city look young, in their twenties or thirties, or at most forty or fifty years old.

However, the monks in the secret realm of the Taoist Palace have the ability to maintain their youth, and their lifespan can easily reach two or three hundred years.

In other words, many of these people were eyewitnesses of the massacre in the East more than a hundred years ago, and some were even executioners whose hands were stained with blood!
The reason why he didn't kill him personally was to keep the pressure on the monks in the East. As the saying goes, "Born in adversity, die in comfort."

However, if they died in the aftermath of the battle, Chai Xin would naturally not have the slightest mercy.

The divine fire gathered into a small river with a diameter of more than three meters and a length of at least ten meters. Eventually, it grew limbs and horns and evolved into a lifelike fire dragon!

The pure white fire dragon looked extremely sacred, as if it could refine all the sins in the world. The terrifying high temperature caused the void to distort. Even a peak warrior like the Pope did not dare to approach it easily.

As for the rest of the guys below the Zhan Dao level, they only dared to maintain the hexagram formation and occasionally interfere. They didn't dare to get within ten feet of Chai Xin, for fear of being contaminated by the fire dragon.

After realizing this, Chai Xin simply used the fire dragon to surround the Pope and himself, forming a small battle circle with a diameter of more than three meters.

In this way, the rest of the people could no longer interfere with the fight between the two, and the Pope also found it difficult to keep his distance and was forced to fight in close combat.

Of course, this is because the Pope has not personally experienced Chai Xin's close combat strength, otherwise, even at the risk of being burned by the fire dragon, he would rush out of the battle circle without hesitation, instead of planning to engage in a tentative fight with the opponent.

With the blessing of the hexagram array, an incomparably powerful aura of light burst out from the Pope's body. He raised the dark golden scepter in his hand, and suddenly countless holy mountains made rumbling sounds and rose into the sky, forming an ancient and wild dojo behind him!

This is a great magical power that reaches all corners of the world. With the help of the power of the sacred temple and the hexagram array, a domain-like existence is constructed. In essence, it is also an extremely powerful vision.

In this dojo area, not only can the aftermath of the battle between the two sides be prevented from affecting the outside world, but the opponent's strength can also be suppressed.

The Pope seemed to be able to destroy the world with a wave of his hand. His body was bathed in holy light, like the legendary true God walking in the world, emerging from the holy mountains. Every step he took made the whole world tremble.

Although he is very old, his skin is not wrinkled at all and is as crystal clear as jade. His golden hair is flying, and his demeanor is so transcendent that people can't help but want to worship him.

"You slaughtered the gods and betrayed the Lord's will. Your sins are extremely serious. You must sacrifice your bones, blood, and soul to atone for your sins!"

The Pope spoke indifferently, as if he was the legendary messenger of judgment, no longer as kind and gentle as before.

The next moment, the dark gold staff in his hand burst into a crystal-clear divine brilliance, and the "Spear of Judgment" that had been accumulating strength in the sky for a long time surged again. In an instant, it had stood tall, over a hundred feet high, and was entangled with endless power of faith.

However, Chai Xin is not an ordinary person. When it comes to competing in visions, he is never inferior to anyone.

The next moment, purple light burst out from his sea of ​​​​wheels. The noble and majestic purple air filled the heaven and earth, making him seem like an ancient emperor, with his eyes full of arrogance and calmness.

Facing the huge crystal spear in the sky, he remained calm. His black hair turned purple under the reflection of the purple air, and he slowly pushed his fists towards the sky.

Suddenly, majestic palaces appeared out of thin air, emitting dazzling divine light, as if they were the heaven in ancient legends, with a powerful momentum that overwhelmed the heavens!

This was Chai Xin using the sacred fighting method to evolve the ancient heaven that he had once witnessed.

This piece of ancient heaven not only has the reality of the "immortal palace" seen outside the ancient forbidden land, but also the "divine power" encountered several times during the tribulation. The combination of the two actually simulates a hint of the true meaning of the real ancient heaven.

Rule the heavens and descend upon the universe!
At this moment, the huge spear towering above the sky actually became much smaller.

Compared with the power of the ancient heaven, what is the so-called "ancient royal family"?
The moment he saw this magnificent palace complex, a look of horror finally appeared on the Pope's seemingly unchanging majestic face.

However, he quickly suppressed it.

Regardless of the outcome, you must not be timid before fighting. Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, you will eventually lose.

As a powerful man of his time, the Pope naturally understands this truth.

Unfortunately, even if the feeling of horror was temporarily suppressed, it could not change the fact that it had occurred.

"Boom!"

Under everyone's reverent gazes, the sacred spear and the magnificent palace finally collided with each other, making a deafening sound. Even though it was isolated by the Pope's dojo, the entire small world still shook violently.

A large number of space cracks appeared in many places, and even the void was collapsing!

If the Pope had not had the foresight to use the domain of the dojo, this so-called indestructible little world would have been reduced to ruins by now!

Despite this, the Pope did not feel relaxed at all.

The Spear of Judgment was no match for the Heavenly Palace. It only lasted for a few breaths before showing signs of collapse.

Even though he continued to mobilize the power of faith in an attempt to supply it with energy, it was of no avail.

"Crack!"

After a dozen breaths, in front of everyone's horrified eyes, the crystal-clear Spear of Judgment finally couldn't withstand the huge pressure, and the first crack appeared on its surface.

Then, the second, the third... countless cracks appeared, and the Spear of Judgment finally reached its limit.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, the huge crystal spear completely shattered, turning into points of crystal divine light, which quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Impossible! He broke the Spear of Judgment. This has never happened before!"

"Even...it was done within the realm of His Holiness the Pope..."

Countless people were heartbroken. The glimmer of hope that had finally ignited in their hearts began to fade away like a candle in the wind.

"God's will cannot be violated. You who are burdened with sin must accept the Last Judgment!" The Pope's eyes were red with anger. Although his voice was still majestic, his expression could no longer remain indifferent. His golden hair danced wildly behind his head, and he gradually fell into a state of madness.

As he finished speaking, the dark gold staff burst out with a dazzling divine light again, as if lightning was constantly streaking across the void, and finally condensed into brilliant divine chains, interweaving into an impenetrable net, covering Chai Xin.

For a moment, the power of faith between heaven and earth was boiling, as if it was being drawn by these divine chains, trying to drown Chai Xin in a vast ocean.

"Buzz!"

Chai Xin was not panicked at all. He clenched his right hand in the air, and the heaven and earth shook slightly. Then a sword with bright divine light emerged, releasing holy aura.

It was one of the sacred weapons of the Yuhua Dynasty, the Demon-Suppressing Sword!

Although Chai Xin has not yet refined this quasi-imperial-level divine weapon, he is unable to activate its quasi-imperial power.

However, it is not completely unusable.

"Wow!"

With a slight wave of his arm, the Demon-Suppressing Sword suddenly cut through the void and slashed towards the divine chain formed by the power of laws and faith.

"This... is it another quasi-imperial weapon?"

The moment the Pope saw the Demon-Slaying Sword, his eyes widened, and then his heart immediately sank, and he had a bad premonition.

"Ping!"

The sharp sound of metal clashing was heard, and the Demon-Suppressing Sword was indeed extremely sharp. Although no power was activated, it still cut through all the divine chains like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Old man, I asked you for the church before, but you refused. Now, I come to take it myself!"

Chai Xin put away the Demon-Suppressing Sword with his backhand, and his figure turned into a long purple rainbow, quickly approaching.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the palaces in the sky evolved from the Holy Fighting Law fell down and hit the Pope on the head.

The Pope suddenly saw stars, blood came out of the corners of his mouth, and his body staggered a few times, and he was almost knocked down from the air.

Before he could catch his breath, Chai Xin had already approached him, his pair of divine fists emitting dazzling purple light, and his domineering blood energy soaring into the sky. Even the power of faith that was sweeping over him was shattered, unable to form a scale, and even less able to cause any damage to him.

Chai Xin's blood and energy were like divine flames, as vigorous as an ancient barbarian god. Each of his punches was blessed by ten thousand laws and weighed more than ten thousand pounds. It made the sky tremble, the void shattered, and cracks appeared in space.

After only a dozen punches, the Pope's face was bruised and swollen beyond recognition. He no longer had any of his previous nobility and elegance, let alone his god-like demeanor.

He tried desperately to fight back, attempting to condense a curse and unleash amazing magical powers, but he was no match for Chai Xin's punches, and all his moves were interrupted, all his efforts were in vain.

Soon, after more than a dozen punches, the Pope finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted into the sky. He couldn't even maintain the area of ​​the dojo. Dozens of holy mountains floating behind him fell one after another, making the earth rumble. Countless parts of the holy city were damaged, it was simply horrible.

At this point, the Pope finally realized that he had made a huge mistake. When he was surrounded by the fire dragon, he did not try to break out, but instead planned to confront Chai Xin head-on!
He originally thought that no matter how strong Chai Xin was, he had not yet crossed the threshold of the path of killing.

Not only is he at the pinnacle of the Way of Slaying, he also has the blessing of the hexagram formation with the Holy Temple as its core. Even ordinary semi-saints can contend with him. How could he possibly be a match for a little ghost who is only at the second level of the Immortal Platform?
Chai Xin is only in his thirties, and considering his age of over two thousand years, he is indeed just a little kid, almost the same as a child.

However, it was this little devil, with a cultivation level far below his, who taught him the most serious lesson of his life, which would most likely be the last lesson.

The Pope felt really aggrieved, because his greatest asset was actually his “spells”. He was the only “divine spellcaster” in the West for thousands of years.

The requirements to become a divine spellcaster are extremely stringent, and the first one has stopped countless people - the practitioner needs to have psychic abilities and be able to naturally blend with the Dao Mark.

This is somewhat similar to the Xiantian Daotai. Of course, it is a severely weakened version of the Xiantian Daotai.

There are many ancient spells in the West, all passed down from some ancient royal families and are very powerful.

Such beings can communicate with Taoism, and after practicing to perfection, they can instantly cast all kinds of forbidden spells. Their words can be turned into actions, and they are extremely powerful.

The Pope, who had gone through untold hardships to become a divine sorcerer, would not be much inferior in combat power to those slayers of peak combat power even if he was placed in the Big Dipper star field.

However, before he could even display his strength, Chai Xin unreasonably knocked him down with just a pair of fists.

However, there is no medicine for regret in the world. Sometimes a wrong step can ruin your life.

This Pope, who had roamed the earth for thousands of years and manipulated countless wars and conspiracies in history behind the scenes, finally died at the hands of Chai Xin.

Chai Xin retracted his right fist that had smashed the Pope's head, and loosened his left hand that had been tightly gripping his neck. The Pope's wounded body fell to the ground like a piece of rotten cotton, splashing circles of dust.

In an instant, the whole world fell into deathly silence.

Everyone's breathing was audible, as was the sound of their hearts skipping a beat.

The Pope is dead.

Faith is dead.

The hearts of countless believers also died.

Many people couldn't believe this scene. They beat their chests desperately, or even slapped themselves in the face, with tears falling down their cheeks.

However, this is the truth.

After an unknown amount of time, a loud cry was heard inside and outside the holy city. The entire small world was shaking and seemed to be wailing.

However, Chai Xin never stopped for a moment.

He didn't care about these people's shock. His body transformed into a purple-gold dragon and quickly rushed towards an old man who was in charge of the hexagram formation.

The next moment, blood rained down and the old man fell.

Instant kill.

Chai Xin's footsteps continued. The purple-gold dragon seemed like the incarnation of the god of death. Every time it passed over a temple, a figure would fall with it.

In just a dozen breaths, all the twelve people who were maintaining the formation were killed.

(End of this chapter)