Chapter 1295 - 519: One Against Two (Part 2)

"Zhang Beixing, you’ve slaughtered people of our Holy See. Today, don’t even think about walking out of here alive!"

Gabriel roared in fury, his whole body flaring with blinding radiance.

The Archangel of Holy Light was finally about to get serious.

"Slaughter your Holy See?"

Zhang Beixing just let out a derisive snort, utterly unconcerned.

"I’m merely carrying out Heaven’s will, sending a pack of hypocrites to the end they deserve."

"How laughable. You still have the face to come asking for justice?"

"Your Holy See has committed countless evils, crushing the common folk."

"Now that I’ve wiped you out, it’s nothing but reaping what you sow!"

With that, he suddenly erupted.

The Magic Power within him instantly blasted past its limit.

"Come, let me see what you can really do!"

The Flame of Darkness burned, roaring.

Angel’s Wing spread wide.

One black, one white—two utterly different Powers clashed within the great hall.

In an instant, winds howled and clouds surged.

Gale winds screamed, black clouds pressing down like a city-toppling weight.

Everyone involuntarily backed away, terrified of being caught in that Power.

Two figures could be seen fiercely clashing in midair.

Sword Light like lightning, fist shadows like thunder.

Every collision stirred up earth-shattering Power.

"Zhang Beixing, today I will be the one to carry out Heaven’s will and eradicate evil!"

Gabriel bellowed, the Holy Sword in his hand suddenly bursting with ten thousand rays of light.

That was the very peak of Divine Power.

No mortal could possibly withstand it.

"What a delusional fool!"

Zhang Beixing sneered again and again, not bothered in the slightest.

He suddenly withdrew the Black Flame, instead gathering an even stronger Power.

A mass of violet-black energy condensed in his palm.

It radiated a presence that made hearts tremble.

"Taste my Pupil Technique Secret Technique... Soul Devouring Power!"

As his words fell, Zhang Beixing suddenly snapped his eyes wide open.

That eerie red glow flashed once more.

An invisible Power instantly enveloped Gabriel.

Gabriel felt an unprecedented Power invade his body in a single instant.

That Power was almost tangible as it rampaged deep within his Soul.

Tearing, burning, devouring...

As if it wanted to utterly consume his consciousness.

"Aaah—!!!"

A shrill, miserable scream tore out from the Chief Angel’s mouth.

His entire body curled up in agony, face twisted hideously.

That once-handsome face had not a trace of holiness left.

Replacing it was sheer terror, carved into his very bones.

Everyone present was dumbstruck, staring at this scene, eyes wide.

The dignified leader of the Holy See of Light... had actually been crushed in a single move by Zhang Beixing?

Just how terrifying was this young emperor’s strength?

"So this is your Soul Devouring Power? This is way too overpowered!"

Alina’s red lips parted slightly, her eyes filled with shock.

She’d always known their Master possessed vast Divine Skills, but seeing it with her own eyes still made her heart quake.

"Our Master’s divine might is unbeatable under Heaven!"

Richard was shaking with excitement, practically desperate to shout his praise aloud.

Following such a peerless hero was without question the best decision of his life.

"Heh, that’s all."

Zhang Beixing stood with hands behind his back, speaking calmly.

His long, slender fingers flicked lightly, and Gabriel crashed heavily to his knees.

He no longer had any strength to resist, left to be slaughtered as he pleased.

"Archangel, do you submit now?"

Zhang Beixing strode forward step by step, looking down on him.

His gaze was icy, his voice even colder.

"I gave you a chance. You were the one who didn’t know your place."

"Now, die."

He raised his right hand, countless violet-black blades of energy shooting toward Gabriel in an instant.

Razor-sharp Sword Qi, unstoppable.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, their scalps tingling.

Afraid that in the next second, this Archangel’s body would be torn apart.

However, just as those blades were about to pierce Gabriel—

A sudden twist!

Boom!

A deafening blast erupted without warning.

The entire Dark Sacred Hall shook violently under the impact.

Everyone was thrown to the ground.

Only Zhang Beixing remained unmoving, like an unshaken mountain.

"Who is it?!"

His brows knit together, eyes like lightning.

Following the sound, he saw an elderly figure that had somehow appeared above the hall.

The newcomer’s hair and beard were snow-white, his gaze shimmering like jade.

His entire body emanated an aura of majesty and sanctity.

"So it’s you..."

Once they saw the newcomer’s face clearly, many people present couldn’t help but suck in a breath.

Even Zhang Beixing’s expression shifted slightly.

Because standing there was none other than the founder of the Holy See of Light—Archbishop Silas!

A man who should have fallen a hundred years ago—yet somehow he was here again?

"Boy, you’ve slaughtered countless lives of my Holy See, and now you dare lay a hand on my beloved disciple?"

Silas spoke slowly, his tone chilling.

His aged face was full of wrath.

"I, Silas, will carry out Heaven’s will today and execute you, Demon!"

Before his voice had even faded, he suddenly struck.

Whoosh!

A golden beam shot from his palm.

It went straight for Zhang Beixing’s face, its Speed pushed to the extreme.

Everyone present instinctively covered their eyes, not daring to look straight at it.

That radiance was simply too dazzling.

As if it could scorch a person’s eyeballs to ash.

"What’s going on? Wasn’t Silas dead? How can he be resurrected?"

Richard cried out, hands over his face, his voice trembling.

"The Archbishop actually showed himself for Gabriel... looks like the foundation of the Holy See of Light runs much deeper than we thought..."

Alina’s beautiful face also went pale as she gripped her longsword tight.

A sense of danger instantly settled over everyone’s hearts.

[Host, be careful! This Archbishop’s strength is likely above that of the Chief Angel!]

The Persuasion System urgently sounded the alarm, its voice grave.

[He broke your Pupil Skill with ease. His Cultivation must be extraordinary.]

[The current situation is extremely unfavorable for you. I suggest you avoid crossing his edge for now, retreat temporarily, and plan again in the long run...]