Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

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When the Four Great Protectors' attacks slammed into the white barrier without causing it to budge, like a towering mountain steadfast and immovable, they knew something was wrong and their hearts were immediately filled with alarm.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Ye Ling's expression was cold as ice. With a single hand, he pulled, and the white barrier vanished without a trace.

"Demon-Breaking Fist, a punch that shakes the heavens and the earth!" Ye Ling shouted loudly, his presence as commanding as the sky itself.

With a boom, he punched out like a mad demon. The Nine Nether Emperor Technique was fully deployed, and the bellowing spiritual power roared and surged violently within his body.

"Not good! Retreat quickly!" One of the Protectors shouted immediately, tapping his toes rapidly, a sense of dread filling his heart.

The other three Protectors also retreated hastily, but Ye Ling was too fast. Though he acted later, he arrived first, and in the blink of an eye, he was already at the side of the Four Great Protectors.

"Break for me!"

Ye Ling roared like a Nine Nether War God, stirring up a towering tide of slaughter, his fists moving faster and faster, the light emanating from them growing increasingly bright.

The Saintess' eyes widened with terror. This man was too strong, so powerful that she couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

This feeling was like facing the Heavenly Divine of the Nine Heavens, powerless to stop him.

The fist was getting closer and closer. The Four Great Protectors gritted their teeth, their bodies erupting with power, but they still couldn't avoid Ye Ling's forceful punch.

With a boom, the fist arrived, bearing down on the Four Great Protectors, and suddenly, a terrifying burst of light roared upwards, striking the ceiling before scattering in all directions.

A hum filled the air as the light swiftly enveloped the frantically retreating Four Great Protectors. In the blink of an eye, they were swallowed up, the light slapping against them like ferocious waves.

"No! How can this be!"

"Too powerful, how can such strength be possessed by a young man!"

The Four Great Protectors were greatly alarmed, but the unstoppable fist had already struck, the light from it displaying an unmatched might as it hit them.

Thunderous explosions, like Heavenly Thunder, rang out, and the Four Great Protectors each staggered, a hint of terror flashing in their eyes before they all simultaneously took a step forward.

"Do they still have the strength to fight?!" Shenfeng's eyes widened as he watched the Four Great Protectors take a step at the same time.

Ye Ling's mad Demon-Breaking Fist was unstoppable, striking the Four Great Protectors with a force no one could withstand. Could it be that the Four Great Protectors suffered no injuries?

The Saintess's expression eased somewhat; it seemed that Ye Ling's punch was merely thunderously loud.

But the next moment, as the corner of Ye Ling's mouth quirked up, the Four Great Protectors' bodies shook, and a series of loud crackling sounds erupted.

The Four Great Protectors' bodies trembled violently as their chests burst open, as if countless explosives had been buried within them, with explosions sounding off continuously.

Plumes of white smoke billowed from the bodies of the Four Great Protectors. Their eyelids flipped and they collapsed to the ground, completely passing out.

Moreover, what was even more crucial was that the cultivation levels of the four Protectors had plummeted from the Innate Realm down to the peak of the Houtian.

The one behind it all was naturally Ye Ling. His Nine Nether Emperor Technique could devour everything under the heavens, and naturally, the spiritual power of the Innate Realm was no exception.

Ye Ling felt four streams of weak yet pure spiritual power wandering through his limbs and throughout his body, then becoming assimilated by his own spiritual power and turning into his nourishment.

"Great Divine Spirit, your most loyal servant prays to you, beseeching you to bestow your mighty divine power, to pull this sinner who dares to profane your name into the abyss for eternal repentance."

Suddenly, the Saintess knelt down, placed her hands over her heart, her tone devout and sacred.

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"Damn it! She's actually trying to communicate with a Divine Spirit!" Shenfeng exclaimed in shock, grinding his teeth angrily.

In various Western religions, communicating with Divine Spirits, much like the Daoist arts of Maoshan and the essence of Dongben Jumps Great Immortal, involves invoking the power of faith to have one's worshipped Divine Spirit bestow power within oneself.

Boom!

The winds howled fiercely as the Saintess's clothes flailed wildly about her. She herself began to float uncontrollably into the air, her dress fluttering, her expression solemn.

Outside the international building, ordinary police officers who had set up a cordon bore witness to a sight they would never forget in their lifetimes.

One after another, figures dashed crazily from mid-air toward the thirty-third floor of the international building with an imposing aura, like gods descending upon the earth.

Of course, afterward, all of these police officers were brainwashed to erase this memory, but that did not prevent them from conclusively believing in the existence of supernatural events.

Instantly, the glass on the thirty-third floor shattered into pieces as mighty figures descended, including powerful individuals from abroad and from within the country.

All of them had grave expressions on their faces, especially the foreign powers who were incomparably shocked to see the Four Great Protectors lying on the ground. These were four Innate powerhouses, seemingly invincible entities—how could they possibly be lying there, unconscious or gravely injured.

"How could The Holy See's Saintess be communicating with a Divine Spirit? Could it be that she has encountered a powerhouse beyond the Innate Realm?"

"Impossible, no one present here exudes such a terrifying aura. But then, what's the deal with the Four Great Protectors on the ground?"

"Right, they're The Holy See's absolute core forces, constantly battling with the Dark Council, instilling terror upon hearing their names. Their power is terrifying indeed."

In contrast, some of the domestic powerhouses immediately retreated to Shenfeng's side, the scene was too shocking—six foreign powerhouses lay on the ground, either unconscious or seriously injured.

And The Holy See's Saintess was also forced to try communicating with a Divine Spirit. Could it be that Shenfeng had used some kind of secret technique from his family?

"Humans who defile The Holy See, you shall eventually suffer the Divine Spirit's punishment!"

The Saintess's voice was majestic. In her eyes shone a brilliant golden light, and her entire being was enveloped in a seven-colored divine radiance, as if she were an angel descended from heaven.

"Divine Spirit, descend upon this world!"

Boom, a voice of unparalleled authority exploded in everyone's ears as lightning serpents suddenly roared across the sky outside.

Lightning serpents covered the skies, and Kuang Feng danced wildly. It seemed like the end of the world had come, as a powerful presence, overwhelming enough to leave one breathless, silently coalesced within the thirty-third-floor hall.

"Who dares disturb the great Divine Spirit's slumber, and merits the Divine Spirit's punishment, eternally to fall into hell!"

An impressive figure took shape, clad in Golden Armor, holding a Five-Colored Scepter, emitting a vast divine might.

"O great Divine Spirit, please cast your gaze upon the lowly humans before you and punish the irreverence of the world!"

The Saintess pointed her finger lightly at Ye Ling. The Divine Spirit's eyes fixated mercilessly on Ye Ling. With a wave of the Scepter, bands of radiant light appeared in mid-air.

"You really don't know whether to live or die, do you?" Ye Ling sneered contemptuously as if the Divine Spirit before him were nothing but air.

When the Divine Spirit took a closer look at Ye Ling, discerning his appearance and sensing his aura, his face turned white with horror as if he had just seen something terribly frightful.

"Oh my God, retreat quickly!"

The Divine Spirit's expression turned to panic, and with a wave of his Scepter, he beat a hasty retreat, vanishing into the dark sky in the blink of an eye.