Chapter 615: Chapter 169: One Versus Three-Fifth
"Boom--" The golden lightning struck fiercely onto the Light Altar, which, after being fortified by magic by numerous generations of high priests from the court, encapsulated immense energy. Even the Divine Judgment couldn’t cause any damage to it. The ground of the altar only revealed a black mark, not even a minor crack was left. Xuan Ye was shocked to discover Ah Dai had vanished, unaffected by his attack. When Ah Dai reappeared, he was already in the middle of the Light Altar. A vast and cold aura surged out suddenly, and Ah Dai coldly said, "You all forced me into this, I’m sorry, but I’ll let you see the true strength of a Sword Saint." With a long cry, Ah Dai drifted upward, piercing the sky under the action of his fighting spirit. His hands crossed, quickly swayed in the air, and a whirlwind of silver energy erupted, madly spinning.
Although Xuan Ye was shocked, he didn’t hesitate. This battle today, he couldn’t lose, not just for his good friend Ballon, but also for his own and court’s honor. The Wrath of the Gods shone bright, with the golden cloud in the sky gathering all its energy and releasing three consecutive lightning strikes directly at the airborne Ah Dai. It was the final attack of Divine Judgment, amalgamating the strongest offensive power of this level eight magic. Especially the first lightning strike among the three, that thick, one-meter lightning was seemingly beyond human resistance. When the lightning from the Divine Judgment came down towards Ah Dai’s head, a strange thing happened.
The crystalline silver light, in the form of a whirlwind, met the Divine Judgment’s descending strike. An unexpected event occurred, at the very moment the three lightning strikes successively made contact with the silver whirlwind, the massive divine energy was unexpectedly lead by the silver whirlwind and deflected aside, flying towards the periphery of the Light Altar, without any direct collision with the silver energy.
The Pope exclaimed, a ball of golden light conjured from his hands to meet the lightning strike coming towards the Temple of Light, which was the strongest strike of the Divine Judgment. After all, the Pope, as the leader of the court, is the closest person to the gods on the Tian Yuan continent. Despite the strong power of Divine Judgment, it couldn’t harm him at all. The low chanting sound resonated, the energy instantly transformed into the figure of an angel, massive divine power clashed with the lightning like a whirlpool. The two golden lights in the sky emitted a muffled noise, the golden lightning plunged into the whirlpool without making any explosive noise and just vanished like that. But, at the time the Pope resolved the strongest lightning strike, the other two Divine Judgments were also striking in his direction, he had no time to deal with them. One struck towards the visiting guests, while the other flew toward the clergy of the court. Among the guests, the four powerhouses, Xi Wen, Liao Wen, Feng Wen, and Lu Wen stepped forward. The two yellow and two green glows intertwined in the sky into a large yellow-green glow net, successfully capturing the energy of Divine Judgment. Under the effect of solid state energy, the golden lightning transformed by Divine Judgment was finally successfully dissolved. But the four of them had to take several steps back to stabilize their bodies, they couldn’t help but look at each other in horror. They truly understood how powerful this level eight magic was, only when they faced it head-on, fully recognizing the Tian Gang Sword Saint’s evaluation of magic.
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