Zhang Bairen's divine sense spread across the starry sky, and the general situation of the solar system entered Zhang Bairen's mind.
"They haven't arrived yet; I guess we'll have to wait a while longer," Zhang Bairen muttered to himself.
"Sect Leader, you can wake up the elders now."
The final location of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin is on Earth.
"I need to go out now and give those foreign devils a warning." After saying this, Zhang Bairen transformed into a stream of light and headed towards Saluyelon.
Jerusalem, belonging to cultivators, is located within an ancient array, invisible to mortals; it is a true city of saints.
On the horizon, a colossal city, as if cast from black gold, shimmered with a cold, eerie metallic luster, radiating a holy glow, solemn and sacred.
When Zhang Bairen arrived at this place, it was as if he had returned to an ancient and barbaric world. The land outside the city was filled with ancient trees reaching the sky, and the sounds of monkeys crying and tigers roaring. Compared with the mortal world, the contrast was too great.
This is a divine city that has existed since ancient times. All the people who enter and leave the city are cultivators; none of them are ordinary people. Many of them ride ancient beasts with gleaming scales and armor, exuding an imposing aura.
Clearly, this is a world of cultivators, revered as a holy city since ancient times. In this day and age, it is truly a miracle that such an ancient megacity still exists.
Jerusalem is a holy city for three major religions, and countless people from Judaism, Islam, and Christianity come to make pilgrimages every year. It has been a center of religious activities since ancient times.
The ancient city that Zhang Bairen saw had never been seen by the world, had never been destroyed in any wars, and had stood since ancient times.
The black city walls gleamed with a cold metallic luster, exuding an ancient, weathered, and sacred aura. This was a city of gods, and also the abode of saints.
The grandeur and size of this city are beyond imagination; ordinary people could not possibly build it. The city walls are like black mountain ranges, almost reaching the sky, and stretch for hundreds of miles. What it encloses is not just a city, but more like a vast cluster of cave dwellings, shared and revered by three major religions.
Through the open, massive city gates, one can see ancient temples, majestic mountains, and towering ancient trees within the city—a pure, ancient sacred site used for spiritual practice.
The area outside the city is also very open, with a primitive and wild atmosphere. The mountains and rivers are boundless, old herbs grow, ancient vines are as thick as water buckets, and there are many mythical creatures.
Many cultivators frequent this place, both inside and outside the city. None of them are ordinary people; otherwise, they would never have been able to enter this place.
Zhang Bairen had just appeared when he attracted everyone's attention.
In a holy city in the West, an Easterner dressed in a Taoist robe would naturally stand out.
"Elves, orcs, dragons, knights, and fallen angels, how interesting!" Zhang Bairen took out his phone and snapped a few photos.
"Halt! You cultivator from the East, you have crossed the line!"
"A squadron of city guard knights riding griffins flew into the holy city."
Zhang Bairen picked up his phone and snapped two more photos without turning off the flash.
Seeing Zhang Bairen's arrogance, the already furious griffin knight immediately thrust out his spear!
"Sinners who have offended the Holy City! Die!"
The griffin rider looked disdainful, showing absolutely no remorse.
Zhang Bairen put away his phone and looked at the griffin rider charging straight at him.
Boom!
Thunder rumbled down from the sky, and the most violent lightning struck the griffin rider before him.
In the blink of an eye, the knight had turned to ashes.
"Is this how Westerners treat guests?!" Zhang Bairen's gaze turned towards the Holy City.
"Eastern cultivator, you've gone too far!"
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"That's right, not only did they offend the Holy City, they also killed people!"
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"Griffin Knights, attack!"
"Knights, I'm here to lend you a hand."
Within the holy city, a blonde girl dressed in a magic robe began reciting the sacred covenant.
This is a Western-style sorcerer who can engage in combat and provide support by reciting divine incantations.
With the boost from the divine runes, the Griffin Knights' confidence soared, and the warriors and mages watching from afar also revealed curious, spectator-like eyes.
Zhang Bairen shook his head slightly, ignoring the divine incantation and the knights' charge.
Golden light emanated from Zhang Bairen, and anyone who came into contact with this golden light was instantly reduced to ashes.
Within the holy city, four fallen angels flew out, forming a formation and charging straight toward the golden light, accompanied by gray mist.
"Sinners, accept your judgment!" the four fallen angels in the dragon transformation stage shouted confidently.
"Boring! Call your Pope out!" After Zhang Bairen finished speaking, the four fallen angels, illuminated by golden light, transformed into basic particles.
The spectators in the holy city were all so frightened that they took several steps back and hurriedly made way for a wide passage.
"My God! Even the angels are no match for them!"
"This demon from the East has actually killed a fallen angel!"
"Peerless Demon! Peerless Demon!"
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"Go quickly and invite the Pope of the Vatican!"
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Under Zhang Bairen's invincible and ferocious power, many onlookers quickly and secretly slipped away.
"Where are our paladins? Where are the ancient paladins who have lived since the Dark Ages?"
"Rise from the dead, and purify this unparalleled demon who has desecrated the holy city!"
"How can we allow a demon to enter the Holy City? The glory of God must not be tarnished!"
Although people were shouting, no one dared to step forward.
The city is full of spiritual energy, with ancient trees reaching for the sky. It is a rare ancient Taoist site, very suitable for cultivation.
Just as Zhang Bairen entered the Holy City, a cold and ruthless voice swiftly came from afar.
"They dare to trespass even on the city where the gods reside!?"
Everyone turned to look and saw the real holy angel flying over from the horizon.
"The gods, the living gods!"
"Not a fallen angel, but a holy angel!"
Even more so, a six-winged archangel!
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After a brief silence, Jerusalem erupted in jubilation as the Western ascetics present shouted, appearing utterly shocked and excited.
This was earth-shattering news, bringing many devout believers to tears as they cried out for divine intervention to vanquish the great demon who had blasphemed the holy city!
"Are there really still ancient gods alive in the Holy City?!" Even some old cultivators were extremely shocked and could hardly help but mutter to themselves.
"This is the God Race? What weak gods!" Zhang Bairen openly complained after taking the photo.
"The light of God shines upon the earth and is all-powerful. Only the burning at the stake can burn your soul and body and wash away your filth and sins!" A ball of divine light illuminated the heavens and the earth, covering the sky and scattering its radiance down to every corner.
"Humble blasphemer, kneel at the feet of God and repent!" The deafeningly loud voice shook the entire holy city.
Zhang Bairen stretched out his finger, and a golden light pierced the sky, tearing through the divine light.
In an instant, it pierced through the smooth forehead of the six-winged angel.
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