Paradise of Demonic Gods

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

Right now, the entire sky above the Imperial Capital was bright as day. Over ten giant light figures with a height of over several kilometers surrounded the Imperial Capital.

White light enveloped their bodies, and two streams of white light fluttered out from their backs like a pair of wings.

As the White Emperor Zenith Sword continued to gush out more and more ether particles, the giant light figures became increasingly massive. White halos even started to appear above their heads.

Each of the giant light figures now presented a disposition that seemed to be engulfing the sun and the moon, seizing mountains and rivers. They were currently circling around the Imperial Capital, forming layers of spatial barriers and preventing anyone from escaping.

The sight of the giant light figures, that the ten Guardian Kings had taken the form of, was enough to cause one to feel despair. Meanwhile, the three Saints' figures—who were on the divine country formed from the layers of white magical clouds situated in the sky above the Imperial Capital—made one wanted to drop to their knees and lay in prostrate to worship them.

A series of white glows emitted from the three figures. They stepped on the white clouds like they were looking down at the mortal world from heavens.

On the Phenomenal Saint's back, the two light circles—which had been formed by the White Emperor Zenith Sword—kept on contracting and relaxing. The ether particles they spewed out had already caused the ether particle density in the entire Imperial Capital to reach at least 100 times than before, and it was still continuing to increase rapidly.

Hearing the Phenomenal Saint's words, the countenance of everyone present was extremely grim. However, when faced against the powers that the Phenomenal Saint displayed, none of them were able to resist.

In their eyes, the powers that the Church had displayed were sufficient to allow them to wipe out the entire land.

Just then, a stream of pitch-black sword Qis suddenly soared in the sky from the depths of the palace. The sword Qis cut across the sky with an aura like they were going to shatter the clouds and the sky, slashing out fiercely toward the Phenomenal Saint who was overhead.

Faced with this stream of surging sword Qis, the Phenomenal Saint let out a cold laugh and merely tapped out softly.

A crackling explosion rang out. It was as if a myriad of thunderbolts had exploded in the sky concurrently. With the point where the Phenomenal Saint's fingertips and the sword Qis met as the central point, streams of black spatial cracks extended out in all directions like many lightning bolts.

It was the collision of two gushes of power, creating the spatial cracks that could not be seen usually. These were two gushes of power which could compare with the collision of two planets.

At the next moment, a pitch-black figure appeared behind the Phenomenal Saint. The figure's five fingers clamped together and straightened, making his hand like an unparalleled sharp sword that pierced out toward the Phenomenal Saint's back.

An astonishing sword light was emitted from that person's arm. Wherever the sword light passed by, a large area of city walls and buildings in the entire Imperial Capital seemed to have been slashed by invisible sharp swords, revealing a smooth lateral view.

If the emitted sword light had such great prowess alone, then how terrifying would the true prowess of this sword attack be?

Wherever the arm passed by, the space would be torn apart into pieces, revealing streams of cracks that were like black lightning bolts.

These were the spatial cracks that had been revealed due to space being unable to withstand this power.

A power that was sufficient to destroy an asteroid condensed into a single spot at the microscopic level—its destructive force was able to annihilate every material thing in the world.

However, while material existences could be destroyed, space could not.

The two light circles on the Phenomenal Saint's back swelled up abruptly, and seething ether particles came gushing out, surging into the Phenomenal Saint's hand. As this wave of ether particles swelled up, even the surrounding space seemed to swell up intensely. As the light circle surged, its energy change could be comparable to that of a solar storm on a star.

At the next moment, the Phenomenal Saint tapped out his finger once again, and the swelling space enveloped toward the black figure in front of him.

The surrounding space that had burst opened was once again compressed together. Countless spatial distortions wrapped up the black figure in many layers.

The space, that had been burst opened by the sword attack earlier due to violent powers, was now exposed the cracks between spatial fragments. The Phenomenal Saint was currently relying on the other party's abilities to once again compress these spatial fragments together.

Another Heaven-flicking Finger!

At the next moment, accompanied by the Phenomenal Saint's light finger flick, the black shadows, sword Qis, sword light, and everything else disappeared without a trace. It was as if everything that just happened was merely an illusions.

However, the countless city walls and buildings in the Imperial Capital which had been sliced open proved that everything that occurred earlier was not a delusion.

With a single finger attack, everything in the world was wiped out.

"Fang Xingjian? You're nothing much." Looking at the black-clothed figure whom he had wiped out, the Phenomenal Saint shook his head and thought inwardly, 'The difference between a tier five Divine level expert and a tier six Divine level expert is still an uncrossable entrenchment. Right now, across this entire land, who can be a match for me?'

At the thought of this, he turned his gaze toward the Immortality Saint.

"Immortality Saint, I've now reached tier six of the Divine Emperor and have obtained 14 sections to the White Emperor Zenith Sword.

"I've also suppressed these heretics from the Empire and many other places in the south. I've even killed Fang Xingjian, proving that the previous Pope's prophecy was wrong.

"Fang Xingjian is unable to save this world, and he isn't worthy of possessing the White Emperor Zenith Sword. My current self is the hope to overcome the seventh onslaught, the right choice to become the future Pope. Despite these, are you still unwilling to handover the last seven sections of the White Emperor Zenith Sword to me?"

To the Phenomenal Saint, things like the Divine Sun Emperor's treasures and Fang Xingjian's secrets were things that he did not care for at all.

No matter how strong the backgrounds of various influences in the land were, how could they possibly compare to the God of Universal Truth?

To the Phenomenal Saint, how could the Divine Sun Emperor's treasures possibly be compared to the White Emperor Zenith Sword? The White Emperor Zenith Sword was what he deemed worthy of being called the world's best Divine Equipment.

Therefore, he killed Fang Xingjian, without giving him any pressure. Nor did the Phenomenal Saint have any interest in asking what Fang Xingjian's objectives were in holding the Divine Treasures Meeting or what the Divine Sun Emperor's treasures were.

Right now, all he cared about were the last seven sections to the White Emperor Zenith Sword that the Immortality Saint had. As for the other experts and influences, they were insignificant like dust to his yees.

'The only thing that can go against gods are gods themselves. Other crooked ways are merely like meteors that have short lifespans, passing with a flash.'

The Immortality Saint smiled and said calmly, "If you're really able to wipe out the Empire and the Mage Association, scattering God's glow onto every corner of this land, then I'll naturally be willing to present the White Emperor Zenith Sword to you."

Simultaneously, despair filled up the Imperial Capital. Even their strongest expert—Sword Overlord Fang Xingjian—was no match against the Phenomenal Saint. How could they possibly be able to garner any will to resist?

Many people had found it unexpected that Fang Xingjian had been defeated by the Phenomenal Saint, unable to take a single blow from him. It was just like how it had happened with the Black Mage King, Gold Mage King, and the Sacred Fire Order's Patriarch earlier.

From the beginning till the end, the Phenomenal Saint had killed so many people without asking a single thing about the Divine Sun Emperor's treasures.