puff!
The newly arrived god, the archangel with six wings, immediately perished and vanished, turning into specks of golden light that scattered throughout the holy city.
"God is dead?"
"How is this possible? The true gods are so utterly vulnerable?!"
The Western cultivators watching were all in disbelief and extremely shocked. Apart from the older cultivators who remained silent with their eyes gleaming, the younger cultivators found it hard to accept the result. They felt as if the sky had fallen and the earth had collapsed, and the whole world had turned gray.
After the six-winged angel died, the entire holy city was unusually quiet, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
Zhang Bairen shook his head slightly, preparing to continue forward.
Western ascetics are not harmless.
After the spiritual energy disappeared, the Western Taoist tradition, which mainly relied on its belief system, gradually became more powerful.
Over the course of nearly a century, they have plundered many treasures from the East.
After repeated probing and learning of the severe decline of the Eastern cultivation system, they even prepared for a crusade to wipe out the Eastern cultivation system in one fell swoop.
Although, at present, these are just petty thefts.
However, once they discover the true potential of the East, and once they discover the immense benefits that would make them willing to take risks, they will absolutely not hesitate to launch the Crusades.
These are all real events that will happen in the future.
That's why Zhang Bairen came here to suppress the arrogance of the Western cultivators and prevent them from having those inappropriate thoughts.
After killing the six-winged angel, Zhang Bairen walked through Jerusalem and entered the core area.
Soon, they had ascended to a magnificent temple built for the gods.
The magnificent shrine was filled with a sacred glow. Zhang Bairen walked up the stone steps, step by step, to a higher place.
This is the dwelling place of God; no one else may enter or blaspheme here. Zhang Bairen's visit was ill-intentioned, so naturally he had no scruples.
Soon, powerful divine energy fluctuations emanated from the sacred and magnificent temple.
The gods still remain here!
Two beams of holy light shot straight into the sky from the temple. At the center of the light source were two majestic figures, wearing crowns, who looked just like ancient emperors, inviolable and infinitely awe-inspiring.
"Who are you?! How dare you trespass into the sacred ground of the gods?!"
"You blasphemer, why don't you kneel and kowtow?!"
Zhang Bairen looked at the two of them and used the Star Eater's Gravity Ray.
Under the golden light, the two gods, looking disheveled, fell from the sky and uncontrollably knelt on the ground.
Peng!
This kneeling not only shattered the glorious shell of the gods, but also caused the faith and beliefs of many fanatical believers to collapse immediately.
"God has knelt before the devil!?"
"Blasphemy! What blasphemy!"
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The fanatical believers around the temple went from being overjoyed to seeing the god to being consumed by uncontrollable rage.
Zhang Bairen looked at the two gods, then at the fanatical believers below, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"Are you ashamed? Are you angry? Do you want to kill me!?"
"Unfortunately, you don't have the strength!" Zhang Bairen gently shook hands, and instantly, the golden-glowing gods exploded into a rain of blood.
Blood rained down from the sky, sprinkling on the fanatics and awakening those who had gone mad for their faith.
The legendary god was actually killed by a human. Blood rained down like a torrential downpour, the god's blood seemed boundless, sprinkling endlessly. A chilling wind howled, stunning everyone. They were speechless and utterly silent.
It is unknown how much time passed before bursts of wailing erupted. The people here were the most devout believers, and they were naturally heartbroken and incredulous.
"God is dead? How could this be? What has happened to this world?"
"How could an omnipotent god die? Everything that just happened must have been an illusion!"
No matter the era, there are always true fanatics. At this moment, their worldview seems to have collapsed, and they find it hard to accept this fact; they simply cannot bear it.
"This must be a nightmare. As long as we kill him, the gods will be resurrected!"
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"Kill for your faith!"
Hundreds of fanatical believers rushed forward like madmen. Zhang Bairen showered them with white flames, causing these people of pure faith to depart along with their gods.
After dealing with the most unstable remaining gods, Zhang Bairen set his sights on the blessed land of the Vatican.
Vatican City, meaning the land of prophets, is the most famous sacred land in the West, a resting place for ancient gods, and home to countless myths and legends.
After Zhang Bairen killed the six-winged angel, the old pope in the Vatican already knew that Zhang Bairen was up to no good.
Just in case, the old pope did not leave without permission, but planned to take advantage of the terrain to have a direct confrontation with Zhang Bairen.
The Vatican is an ancient sacred site, a spiritual land that nurtures divine talents. Throughout history, it has been presided over by sages. However, times have changed, and it is impossible for such masters to exist again, yet it is still revered.
Putting aside everything else, the ancient formations within the Vatican and the constellation palaces set up by the twelve saints were the old pope's trump cards for survival.
The strongest beings under the stars are also located within the Vatican, dedicated to upholding the legacy of God.
As Zhang Bairen drew closer, the Crusaders sent by the old Pope stood guard nervously at the temple gates, not daring to make any rash moves.
Inside the temple, many people looked worried and anxious.
Zhang Bairen's power and domineering nature instilled fear and unease in these priests.
"Your Holiness, even the gods are no match for this peerless demon. Do you have a way to deal with this demon?" someone asked in the hall.
"Your Holiness, perhaps we should relocate some of our core followers ahead of schedule!"
"Your Holiness, are we just supposed to do nothing and wait here?"
The old pope sat on a stone chair engraved with a cross, calmly looking down at the crowd below.
"Everyone, quiet!"
"Do you know why those extraterrestrial gods cannot enter my sect's blessed land?" the old pope asked.
Everyone shook their heads, indicating that they did not know.
"That's because the strongest being under the entire starry sky resides here!" The old pope's eyes were deep and unfathomable, like the ocean.
"The strongest being under the stars!? Could it be His Holiness the Pope!?"
"Yes, that must be so! His Holiness the Pope lives on forever, and all those who once followed him have long since perished."
It seems His Holiness the Pope is absolutely confident that he can slay this demon!
"Your Majesty's divine might! You will surely vanquish the evil demons of the East!"
Looking at the group of silly spores below, the old pope shook his head helplessly.
These young people not only didn't know the details of the gods, but they also didn't know the story of the strongest being under the stars.
It seems they should step down and make way for more capable people.
This idea arose in the old pope's mind.
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