Chapter 1375: Winds and Clouds Rise atop the Holy Mountain, Heroes Compete for the White Tiger

Yet faced with the Holy See leader’s threat, the Vampire King merely curled his lips.

Cold laughter spilled out again and again, utterly dismissive.

“Michael, it’s been a few days and your arrogance is still just as rampant.”

Zhang Beixing spoke leisurely, murderous aura coiling around him.

“But I didn’t come today to listen to you scold me.”

“I came to take your dog life!”

Before the words even fell, heaven and earth changed color.

A streak of violet light burst from his palm.

Unstoppable, leveling everything in its path.

Everyone present was struck dumb with terror.

The dignified Archbishop, defeated in a single move?

Just how terrifying is this man’s strength?

“Hmph, that’s all.”

Zhang Beixing let out a cold snort, hands clasped behind his back.

“Mere Holy Light, and you dare compare it to my Power?”

“Today, I’ll show you what real miracles look like!”

With that, he suddenly thrust out his right hand.

His five fingers hooked like claws, and in that instant, it felt like heaven and earth were crushed in his grip.

Hum——

By their ears, there was only a single thunderous boom.

The next second, the entire Church Headquarters crumbled inch by inch under their very gaze.

The magnificent dome, the splendid statues, were all ground to dust in that annihilating Power.

In just a few breaths, this Holy Hall that stood for light was obliterated.

Its former glory, gone without a trace.

“Ahhh! How is this possible!”

Michael went insane, screaming hysterically.

“Lord! How can You just watch the Holy See be destroyed like this?”

The old man trembled as he crawled up, tears streaming down his face.

Yet the only answer was the Vampire King’s disdainful cold laugh.

“I told you, this era already belongs to darkness.”

Zhang Beixing gazed around inscrutably, the corner of his lips lifting.

“From now on, you will all crawl at my feet, pay tribute and call me king.”

“Otherwise, don’t blame me for being merciless!”

His words were vicious, each syllable weighing a thousand pounds.

Everyone present couldn’t help but shiver.

So this is… a king’s majesty?

“No… I don’t accept this…”

Michael gnashed his teeth, eyes splitting with rage.

He forced himself up, trying to launch one last struggle.

But in the next instant, another violet flash streaked past.

Splurt!

A blade pierced through his chest, scarlet blood spraying across the ground.

The once overbearing Archbishop died on the spot.

He would never again see the light he longed for return to the world.

“Any last words?”

Zhang Beixing spoke coldly, looking down at the corpse on the ground.

“Forget it, the dead don’t speak.”

With that, he turned, hands still behind his back, and walked away.

His tall figure grew more and more distant.

Heaven and earth fell silent, only the wailing of the wind remained.

Alina and Richard followed close behind.

“Beixing, with the Holy See flattened, your path will be wide open.”

The red-haired woman spoke softly, eyes unable to hide her adoration.

“Master, your divine might—how fortunate we are to follow at your side!”

The blond man called out again, his words sonorous and forceful.

“From now on, we will devote ourselves to you entirely, unto death itself!”

[As expected of you, Master.]

The Persuasion System’s voice was filled with emotion.

[This continent is already all but trapped in your grasp.]

Hearing this, Zhang Beixing said nothing.

He merely let the corner of his mouth rise slightly, unfathomable.

Yes, an era had come to an end.

A new epoch was only just beginning.

The Dark Emperor was using his own strength to write an immortal legend.

Who could possibly stand against this unstoppable flood?

The news spread like wildfire.

The whole world was shaken, hearts restless.

The calamity of the Holy See’s destruction drove countless believers into despair.

They lay prostrate on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Has the light fallen just like that?

Is there truly no day of reversal?

At the same time, an even more terrifying rumor began to circulate.

It was said that the Dark Emperor’s next target was the long-dormant Demon Race.

This mortal enemy of the Vampires was finally about to clash head-on.

For a time, the winds and clouds turned treacherous, the situation grew incomprehensible.

No one knew what kind of ending this brutal fight would bring.

Deep in Demon territory, the atmosphere was heavy.

Countless Demon Warriors were gathering, readying for war.

“Damn it, those wastes in the Holy See were that weak?”

A tall figure slammed his fist angrily onto the table.

It was the new Demon King Talons; at this moment his face was dark and terrifying.

“A mere Vampire dares to be so rampant?”

“Your Majesty, calm yourself, there is still room to maneuver.”

An old man beside him spoke with a placating smile—this was Grand Mage Asmodis.

“According to our Scouts’ reports, the Holy Mountain seems to be showing some disturbance lately…”

“Oh?” The Demon King raised his brows slightly, signaling him to continue.

“Someone spotted a White Tiger wreathed entirely in Thunderbolt, circling within the Holy Mountain.”

“Its roar shakes the heavens and earth, seemingly carrying tremendous Divine Power…”

Asmodis spoke with a grave expression, enunciating each word.

“Could it be… the legendary Divine Beast White Tiger?”

At this, Talons was overjoyed.

He shot to his feet, killing intent surging.

“Good, we absolutely cannot miss this chance!”

“Pass down my command—rally our forces at once, we must capture the White Tiger.”

“With its Power, we can topple that Zhang Beixing!”

“As you command, I will see it done immediately!”

Asmodis accepted his orders, fighting spirit blazing.

In the great hall, a tidal roar erupted in an instant.

Countless warriors of the Demon Race were all eager for battle.

They would settle things once and for all with that arrogant Dark Emperor!

But just as everyone was stirred to a fever pitch, a sudden change erupted.

Boom!

A world-shaking crash exploded without warning.