In the past, his victories against fifth-tier opponents relied more on the mana regeneration from the Taotie's Maw, his wife's ethereal transformation, and the Taotie army, etc. Rather than victories, it would be more accurate to say that he slowly wore down fifth-tier powerhouses to death.
Because apart from his wife, he didn't have many powerful means to break the Light of the Soul. But now that he has the Holy Eye, he can emit holy light like an angel. Although it's an infinitely weakened version, purifying the Light of the Soul is not difficult.
Saint Eye can be considered his most lethal move at this stage, but similarly, this move consumes a lot of spiritual energy. If used at full power, a single strike can drain all his spiritual energy.
It's hard to say which is stronger between the Holy Eye and the Gluttonous Mouth. In terms of attack power, the Holy Eye is definitely stronger, but in terms of practicality, the Gluttonous Mouth is more useful. The two are used in different areas.
It's like an angel fighting a Taotie; they'd most likely be evenly matched. The Taotie would have a hard time harming the angel, while the angel couldn't kill the Taotie at all. Or, to be more precise, the Taotie would most likely be evenly matched with other strange gods.
Angels are different from Taotie. It was easier to obtain Taotie's decree in the first place because Taotie has no defense. It is immortal and doesn't care if it eats a few pieces of its flesh. Therefore, Fang Xiu could gain a deeper understanding of Taotie by eating its flesh.
The idea of eating angel flesh is nothing short of a fantasy; nothing in this world can harm Him in the slightest. But the Son of the Angel presents a perfect opportunity.
With the two great divine deities enshrined within him, Fang Xiu felt his understanding of the deities deepen, and he gained a clearer understanding of the nature of the world.
Now that we have the power of the angels, it's time to resolve this crisis.
"Let's go, to the West." Fang Xiu gave the order again, beginning his 113th journey to the West.
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This time, he changed his usual killing strategy. After forcing the Black God into a spatial node, he chose to disguise himself.
In the Western space nodes.
"Xiao Chuxia, disguise everyone as Westerners, and change their clothes into medieval priest robes."
A moment later, everyone changed their appearance and transformed into a group of Western priests.
Fang Xiu's plan was simple: since the Son of Angels needed these believers as nourishment, massacring believers would actually hasten the descent of the Son of Angels. Therefore, he planned to infiltrate the believers and sneak into the church.
"Fatty, teleport 125 li west."
"Alright, Brother Xiu." The fat man didn't ask Fang Xiu how he knew the exact location, nor did he ask why he had to transform into a Westerner. He directly began to carry out the orders, and everyone returned to their familiar mindless rhythm.
Don't think about anything, just follow the prophet's path to the bitter end.
Soon, a flash of white light appeared, and the group found themselves in a deep, narrow alley.
As everyone curiously looked around, Fang Xiu had already walked out of the alley, and the others hurriedly followed.
After leaving the alley, you are greeted by a quaint street resembling the Middle Ages, lined with shops and churches, and filled with people praying devoutly.
"Don't look around, just follow me," Fang Xiu said, then walked westward. The group blended in seamlessly without anyone noticing.
“Take the third path on the left.”
"Go around to the back of the Paradise Restaurant."
"Everyone, stop and begin to pray."
At Fang Xiu's command, everyone carried it out precisely, stopping to pray. As they were praying, a group of paladins approached, seemingly searching for something.
The paladins quickly approached Fang Xiu and the others.
At this moment, Fang Xiu raised his head, gently held up the cross in his hand, and said to the paladins, "The holy light will forever shine upon you."
The syllables he spoke were strange, somewhat like the babbling of a ghost, but without that terrifying, corrupting power. It was more like a language created by humans to imitate the ghost and suit their own language.
The paladins quickly responded, "Praise the angels!"
Fang Xiu nodded and then left under the respectful gaze of the paladins.
In Yang Ming's and the others' eyes, it was just that Fang Xiu chattered on and on to the paladins who came to inspect, and then the paladins began to bow respectfully.
They remained unfazed, as if they had seen this kind of tactic many times before.
Only Wuwei and Kongjian looked at each other, wanting to ask everyone, "Has he always been this awesome?"
Is this really the kind of action you'd take when you're in the enemy's lair? Are we home now?
Only at this moment did the two of them realize the origin of Fang Xiu's reputation as a prophet, which was completely different from their own divination of heavenly secrets.
Deducing the secrets of heaven only allows one to see vague images of major events, while Fang Xiu's foresight is as if he has personally experienced countless events, enabling him to make the most accurate actions at the precise time.
Soon, the group arrived at the church where the Son of Angels had descended. A large number of paladins had gathered there, guarding the church closely.
As soon as Fang Xiu and his companions appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of the paladins present, and countless gazes fell upon them.
If it were someone who was more guilty, they would have already given themselves away under the watchful eyes of so many people, but Yang Ming and the others remained completely calm and showed no sign of tension.
Yang Ming even imitated Fang Xiu's previous actions and words, raising the cross in his hand: "The holy light will shine on you forever."
The paladins immediately placed their hands on their hearts and responded in unison, "Praise the angels!"
Yang Ming, feeling playful, imitated those strange syllables and babbled, "The holy light will forever shine upon you."
The paladins, who had just lowered their hands, quickly raised them again, responding in unison: "Praise the angels!"
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