"It's the Captain-General!" X2.
He was eagerly anticipating the taste of a sixth-tier expert's spiritual power, hoping to break through to the fifth tier in a single day.
The Black God grew increasingly angry; the attitude of these people clearly showed that he was being treated like meat on a chopping board.
"The Rod of God!"
He suddenly roared, raising his pitch-black hands high, and boom!
Suddenly, a beam of holy light descended from the sky, possessing the power to split the heavens and earth and suppress mountains and rivers, causing the void to become chaotic.
The holy light fell into the hands of the Black God and transformed into a scepter of holy light, its shape fixed, as if holding thunder in his hand.
With a fierce swing, the tip of the Staff of God burst forth with a blinding light, and an incomparably dazzling holy light, as thin as a hair, shot out. It was clearly extremely condensed, and anyone who dared to look directly at this holy light would have their eyes burned by its dazzling brilliance.
Upon hearing this move, Wuwei and Kongjian's expressions changed slightly.
"Such a strong power of faith! It seems I can't hold back either. Sword, come!"
With a flick of his sleeve, the old Taoist priest Wuwei conjured a three-foot-long sword in his hand. It was an ancient, unsharpened longsword with a chilling aura.
He raised his hand and thrust out a sword, seemingly containing endless mysteries, with dazzling sword light bursting forth from the longsword.
"The sword is drawn...and roams the ten directions!"
In an instant, the entire area was enveloped in sword energy, meeting the thin lines of holy light from the Black God.
The thin line seemed indestructible, frantically destroying the sword energy in all directions. However, this sword energy seemed endless, stretching on and on, eventually exhausting the holy light and drowning the Black God.
The black god's pure white wings instantly folded, enveloping him to block the endless sword energy from all directions.
Ding ding ding......
The sound of metal clashing was incessant.
Having landed a successful blow, the old Taoist immediately unleashed another killing move: "Five Elements Sword Mountain!"
He unleashed five consecutive sword strikes, each one stronger than the last.
boom!
The dazzling sword light transformed into magnificent sword mountains, arranged in the shape of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, carrying the power of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and fiercely suppressed them down.
To the onlookers, this move seemed to summon five Five Elements Divine Mountains to descend upon the world, carrying with it a terrifying power of the ever-flowing and endless cycle of the Five Elements.
Fang Xiu was slightly surprised to see this scene. He did not expect that the slick old Taoist Wuwei was not lying. His strength was indeed a level above Kong Jian's.
At the same time, Master Kongjian also took the opportunity to make his move. He and Wuwei were not the orthodox Taoist or Buddhist masters. On the contrary, they were both overly cunning and capable of using underhanded tactics. When outnumbered, they would not hesitate to use their power, only regretting that they were not ruthless enough or had enough men.
boom!
Master Kongjian was enveloped in rings of Buddhist light that spread out like ripples. Each ripple contained a golden lotus platform, and on the platform, the faint image of Buddha appeared.
The sounds of wooden fish drums, chanting sutras, and Zen chanting... all these sounds intertwine to create a grand Buddhist chant that resonates continuously throughout the world.
The boundless Buddha light transformed into a sky full of golden flames, and within these golden flames, a crystal-clear lotus flower containing terrifying power was quietly born, like a golden lotus growing in a sea of fire.
"Buddha's Wrathful Lotus!"
Kong Jian once again used the same powerful move he had used against Fang Xiu.
The Five Elements Sword Mountain and the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, used in tandem, possessed a power capable of obliterating the void.
Boom—!
The Black God was directly overwhelmed by the violent attack.
"May the Heavenly Venerable grant you boundless blessings!"
"Namo Amitabha Buddha!"
The old Taoist priest Wuwei and Master Kongjian simultaneously uttered a Taoist or Buddhist chant, as if they were mourning for the Black God.
The two exchanged a glance, feeling a mutual appreciation.
"Master, you have excellent skills."
"Master, you have incredible abilities."
After exchanging pleasantries, the two were about to turn and leave.
But just then, the violent energy slowly dissipated, and the unharmed figure of the Black God emerged from it, like a god descending to earth.
Kongjian and Wuwei were instantly shocked.
"impossible!"
"How could this be!"
They never imagined that even with two sixth-tier powerhouses going all out, and even if the Black God had incredible vitality and couldn't be killed, he would at least be severely injured, yet his opponent remained completely unharmed!
"Hahaha..." The Black God burst into wild laughter: "The sixth rank in the East is nothing more than this."
Wuwei and Kongjian looked displeased. The fact that they were mocked even though they had joined forces was a real blow to them, as they always cared a lot about their reputation.
Meanwhile, deep within the Avici Hell, Fang Xiu, seated on the throne of bones, calmly said, "He wasn't completely unharmed; he simply recovered using the power of faith the instant he was injured."
The power of faith!?
Fang Xiu hit the nail on the head, and Wuwei Kongjian, being a sixth-level expert, naturally understood immediately.
That's more like it. If neither of us can hurt the other with our strongest moves, then there's no point in fighting.
"Using the power of faith to repair yourself, you certainly have a good method. I suppose you also did the same to withstand a nuclear bomb without getting hurt? You appeared unharmed, but in reality, you secretly recovered during the nuclear explosion," the old Taoist Wuwei said with a nonchalant sarcasm.
“Amitabha, your actions will surely consume a great deal of faith power. If this continues, your followers will die of spiritual exhaustion. I hope you will lay down your butcher’s knife.”
The Black God ignored the two men, his face grim as he stared intently at Fang Xiu.
"It really was you! You were able to see through my methods, so you were also the one who saw through those empty antique shells!"
The Black God was right. Fang Xiu had indeed seen through it. When the Black God was attacked by the powerful moves of Taoism and Buddhism, the power of faith in the void surged and poured in wildly. He had guessed the reason.
Because many strange things followed these powers of faith.
The power of faith is similar to the spiritual sustenance found in antiques; both are spiritual powers, only their forms of expression differ, but their essence is the same.
"So what if you can see through my methods? In the West, I am God! All faiths belonging to God belong to me! As long as my followers exist, I am immortal!" the Black God boasted arrogantly.
Upon hearing this, Fang Xiu understood why the black man called himself God. It was to better absorb the faith. When he equated God with himself, the faith that belonged to God would all belong to him.
(late)
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