When the Black God saw Fang Xiu and his group break in, he was not too surprised, as if he had expected it. He did not think that the fanatics outside could stop two sixth-level beings.
He was slightly surprised that not a large number of believers had been killed.
"Fang Xiu, you shouldn't have come."
“But we still came,” Fang Moli replied coldly.
However, the Black God didn't even glance at him; his eyes were only on Fang Xiu. He knew very well who the culprit was in all of this.
"Fang Xiu, the arrival of the angel's son is a foregone conclusion. It is a matter of destiny, and no one can change it."
By this time, the Black God had long since lost his previous panic, and sitting in the center of the paint pool, he exuded an aura of absolute confidence.
Fang Xiu ignored the dying man.
"Wuwei, can you still wield the Xuanyuan Sword?"
The old Taoist priest nodded: "After resting for a while, it's almost done."
“Yes, kill him.” Fang Xiu nodded.
The old Taoist priest took a deep breath, then picked up the Xuanyuan Sword. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his tall body was wrapped in spiritual light. He was full of vigor and made his move in the next moment.
Whoosh!
A dazzling golden sword aura slashed across the sky.
Swift as the wind, powerful as thunder, its killing aura was earth-shattering!
A mocking glint flashed in the eyes of the Black God. He neither flinched nor dodged, quietly waiting for the Xuanyuan Sword's aura to strike.
However, just as the Xuanyuan Sword's energy was about to approach the paint pool, a sudden change occurred!
A pale silver light shield rose up around the pool of paint, like an inverted bowl, firmly protecting it.
The golden sword energy struck it, and boom! A deafening sound erupted, but it quickly dissipated, while the pale silver light shield only trembled for a moment before returning to stability.
The old Taoist priest was immediately shocked: "A seal formed by the power of faith!"
"Hahaha... Good eye!" The Black God laughed wildly, "This is the power of faith that countless believers in the Holy City have gathered over the past hundred years, generation after generation, just to ensure that the Son of the Angel will not be disturbed when he descends."
I admit that the Xuanyuan Sword is very powerful, but now that you are exhausted, how much power can you unleash?
Even at your peak, you won't be able to break the seal of faith anytime soon!
The old Taoist priest's face immediately turned ugly.
"Oh? Is this your last resort?" Fang Xiu's calm voice rang out as he walked step by step toward the seal formed by the power of faith.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he easily passed through the silver light shield and entered the vicinity of the paint pool.
"What!?" The Black God was shocked. "Damn it! What kind of ability do you have? You can even ignore the power of faith that has been accumulated over a hundred years!"
However, after his initial surprise, he quickly realized: "Fang Xiu, so what if you can ignore the seal by yourself? Don't forget, you're only at the fourth rank!"
His response was a scalpel.
Whoosh!
A gleaming scalpel flew toward the throat of the Black God.
clang!
The scalpel seemed to have hit an impenetrable wall, and was bounced away.
When his first attack failed, Fang Xiu launched another attack, this time using his most powerful move, Holy Eye.
The earlier scalpel was merely a test to see if the Black God still possessed the power, since he later completely dedicated himself to the Son of the Angels. Logically, as the process progressed, his power should have weakened.
But now it seems that it doesn't.
The moment the Holy Eye opened, Fang Xiu's left eye shone with a dazzling silver light, holy, indifferent, and filled with an eerie divinity.
Upon seeing the Holy Eye, the Black God's expression changed drastically: "You...you...your eyes!"
The next moment, Fang Xiu's mind was boiling like magma, and a great sun seemed to enter his left eye, making his aura even more terrifying.
boom!
A dazzling holy light shot out from his left eye, like a solar storm, indestructible!
Bang!
The body of the Black God was struck by holy light, and a horrifying blood hole appeared in him, his heart was blasted to smithereens.
However, he did not fall down. Instead, he burst into laughter: "So that's how it is. Your move may have the charm of an angel, but it lacks His power."
The next moment, the bloody hole in front of the Black God slowly healed.
"This kind of attack is ineffective against a sixth-tier being. A sixth-tier being has already transformed into a spirit body and has no weaknesses whatsoever. Even if the head is severed and the heart is ripped out, as long as the power remains, they are eternally indestructible!"
Fang Xiu frowned slightly. The power of the sixth rank was actually manifested in immortality; his power was inexhaustible and his physical body was indestructible.
"What can you do now? You can only watch helplessly as the Son of Angels descends. No one can stop Mr. Zhou's plan!" The Black God's face was filled with madness. Clearly, in his heart, Zhou Qingfeng's status was equivalent to that of the Son of Angels.
Fang Xiu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. That last attack had exhausted his spiritual energy, leaving him powerless to launch a second attack. Everything seemed to have reached a stalemate.
Outside the world, even with the Xuanyuan Sword, it is impossible to kill the Black God; it can only injure him. This is not because the Black God is so strong, but because he always seems to have divine assistance at the moment of certain death, and he can always dodge the fatal blow. This has been proven countless times.
This seemingly divine intervention must have been orchestrated by Zhou Qingfeng in secret.
Within the spatial nodes, there is a barrier formed by the accumulated power of faith over hundreds of years, which is impossible for anyone other than oneself to enter.
But once he entered, he couldn't kill the Black God at all, and was therefore powerless to stop the angel's son from descending to earth.
Could this be the doomed file that fate foreshadowed?
Fang Xiu felt he should try more, and suddenly, he pulled out a scalpel and committed suicide in front of everyone's astonished gazes.
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The West, the Garden of Eden.
A flash of white light appeared, and Fang Xiu and the others appeared in a secluded corner.
This time, instead of launching a full-scale attack on Eden, he planned to sneak into the spatial node and disrupt the ritual of the angel's descent ahead of schedule.
"Xiao Chuxia, conceal your presence for everyone."
"Okay, Hugh."
Under Xiao Chuxia's influence, the entire group became invisible, and their auras were reduced to a minimum, making them appear like lifeless stones.
Subsequently, Fang Xiu led the group to infiltrate the Garden of Eden.
He didn't let the fat man teleport directly. First, there was a barrier between the spatial node and the real world, so the fat man couldn't teleport directly into the spatial node.
Secondly, even getting too close to Eden is not an option, as the Black God is a sixth-tier powerhouse who can already sense spatial fluctuations; getting too close will not hide anything from him.
Soon, led by Fang Xiu, the group arrived at the entrance to the spatial node.
Fang Xiu manipulated the power of forbidden magic to open a gap in the spatial node for everyone to enter. However, just as it opened, the furious roar of the Black God rang out.
"Who! Who dares to trespass on this sacred ground!"
His voice came from afar, accompanied by the whooshing sound of something hurtling through the air.
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