Chapter 1748 - 1624: Pope’s Crown

Chapter 1748: Chapter 1624: Pope’s Crown

His heart was anxious, increasingly eager to kill Ye Qingfeng.

This guy is too much of a devil; he cannot be allowed to grow.

However, the more anxious he became, the more chaotic his actions were. Ye Qingfeng caught a flaw and suddenly slashed out with his sword.

"Leaving Fire Golden Flame!"

Seizing the moment when the Great Elder resisted a sword strike, Ye Qingfeng activated the Leaving Fire Golden Flame again. Its power was astounding, directly piercing through the void and fiercely shooting towards the Great Elder.

But the Great Elder’s strength was truly remarkable. Desperately dodging, he ultimately couldn’t escape Ye Qingfeng’s two rays, which pierced his abdomen, causing a large mouthful of blood to spurt out.

This strike was enough to injure the Great Elder.

The remaining, Ye Qingfeng could then gain the upper hand and slowly kill him.

Last time, Ye Qingfeng used the Devouring Sky Pearl, which resulted in both the Judge and him being heavily injured.

This time, Ye Qingfeng did not activate the Devouring Sky Pearl yet could kill the Great Elder, clearly showing the gap between them.

"That’s great!"

Wang Siyu and others watched through the screen and finally saw Ye Qingfeng gaining the upper hand, immediately feeling relieved.

This battle was truly perilous, making them frightened and a bit tense. Now, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"This, you forced me to do!"

The Great Elder stood up, letting the blood flow from his abdomen, his eyes indifferent.

He took out a golden crown from his bosom, exquisitely carved, resembling a perfect piece of craftsmanship.

But, it was far more than just a piece of art.

Even Ye Qingfeng’s gaze flickered slightly, sensing a powerful oppression; this was definitely a treasure.

At least, on Earth it was.

This crown should also be a Holy Relic of the Church Court, its value surpassing even the Holy Artifact in the Saint Heir’s hand and Wan Potian’s Golden Greatsword.

"All of this, you forced me, an old man, to this step. I originally just wanted to make peace with you; it was your arrogance that led to your demise."

The Great Elder’s gaze was cold, loudly reprimanding.

"Now, you can repent; it’s your turn to regret!"

His aura burst out, with the crown in hand, as if holding up the heavens, the oppression was like a mountain; it was as if a volcano was about to erupt at any moment.

Ye Qingfeng’s expression was calm, lightly saying, "After saying so much, are you still afraid?"

Ye Qingfeng’s slight smile suddenly pierced the Great Elder’s heart.

"Afraid? Why would I be afraid, with the Pope’s crown in hand, my combat power could surge five levels. Originally, I was enough to kill, now I can even crush you!" The Great Elder angrily replied.

"You are still afraid!"

"I said, it is you who should be afraid! You!" The Great Elder was immensely angry, his face twisted, murderous intent overflowing, with immense momentum erupting. "Now, kneel and beg for mercy, come with me to the Church Court to atone, serve as a slave for fifty years, and I might consider sparing your sorry life!" The Great Elder’s momentum was magnificent with supreme oppression.

"Want me to spare your life? Fine, give me your crown and I might consider." Ye Qingfeng nodded calmly.

"Arrogant brat!"

The Great Elder was enraged, holding the crown, suddenly attacking Ye Qingfeng.

The crown exploded with powerful oppression, changing the color of the sky and earth. A cold, holy power attacked Ye Qingfeng, unseen and shapeless, yet possessing unimaginable strength, meant to purify Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng’s figure suddenly retreated; the crown’s power was staggering, a rare treasure, comparable to his Futu Sword.

Ye Qingfeng, as a Peak War Emperor, could battle a Half-step War God, not only because of his robust foundation but also the advantages of being a cultivator and possessing the Futu Sword.

Now, the crown and the Futu Sword were matched evenly, naturally reducing Ye Qingfeng’s advantage of challenging beyond levels, making it difficult to fight the Great Elder.

The holy oppression covered the sky, and at this moment, the gap between the Great Elder and Ye Qingfeng had finally shown.

With the crown in hand, he could resist Ye Qingfeng’s Futu Sword, no longer needing to dodge chaotically, and suddenly the power in his hand became much more formidable.

"Shiny Blade!"

The Great Elder shouted, slashing out with a palm, suddenly the sky and earth seemed split like a sharp sword, the surrounding air being vertically divided.

It was as if there was a great sword descending directly from heaven.

The power was immensely terrifying, an overwhelming force of Heaven and Earth, boundlessly surging, unstoppable.

Ye Qingfeng’s gaze was incredibly cold, wielding his sword to resist, but his body suddenly shook, spewing out a large mouthful of fresh blood, the force too colossal, akin to a thousand tons, heavy as a river.

"Haha, where did you get the confidence to speak to me like this? With the Church Court crown in hand, how could you possibly be my opponent!" The Great Elder laughed arrogantly.

"Since you are so overconfident, then pay the price for your arrogance!"

"Die!"

The Great Elder once again attacked furiously, killing intent spreading, the entire firmament emitting divine light, holy beyond desecration.

Ye Qingfeng’s Futu Sword equally burned with flames, radiating a crimson glow, fighting against this white light oppression.

But Ye Qingfeng, after all, was just a Peak War Emperor, and there was still a qualitative gap between him and the Great Elder, who was infinitely close to becoming a War God Warrior.

Now, he no longer had the advantage of his weapon.

"Die!"

The Great Elder’s palm was like a tearing firmament; Ye Qingfeng responded coldly and the battle was extremely tough, receiving several palm hits, his wounds bursting, blood gushing.

"Ye Qingfeng,"

Wang Siyu and Shen Yingluo gritted their teeth, their eyes red with tears, incredibly touching.

This battle was truly tragic, unexpectedly seeing Ye Qingfeng fall into such a state.

Only Little Yue and Zhong Ming remained resolute.

"Haha, that’s great, this is the true Great Elder of the Church Court, a real powerhouse!" Heize laughed excitedly.

"Divine! Truly divine!"

"So the Church Court really has immortals, I must go back and worship them!"

"The Church Court’s divine being finally defeating this demon, fantastic! I must return to properly tribute the Church Court’s divine being!"

These soldiers exclaimed excitedly, some even superstitious, fell to their knees, watching the sky devoutly, some even lowering their heads, not daring to gaze.

The Great Elder wielded yellow light, with golden brilliance shining, holy radiance flashing, like an invincible divine being, attacking violently, causing Ye Qingfeng’s blood to stain like a true immortal.

The crowd exclaimed, considering the Great Elder invincible.

"Boom!"

Another palm from the Great Elder struck Ye Qingfeng’s chest, making his body tremble like steel.

His bones seemingly fractured.

Blood surged wildly, Ye Qingfeng’s blood within his body rushing madly.

"Finally, waited for this opportunity!" Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were cold.

"Explode for me!"

Ye Qingfeng shouted furiously, his entire bloodline seemingly exploding, blood surged wildly, and Heaven and Earth power began to churn in his Qi Sea.