Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

Seeing Ye Chen's palm strike, the man who spoke felt as if the heaven and earth were going to collapse. In an instant, he unleashed all of his strength and pulled out the cross shaped holy sword from his waist. The sword light was shining brightly as it faced Ye Chen.    

    

Unfortunately, in front of the giant golden palm, his holy sword was as fragile as an ant. With a cracking sound, the several dozen zhang long holy light was shattered.    

    

Just as the man was in imminent danger, a deep sigh suddenly sounded.    

    

"Sigh!"    

    

The first Pope raised his eyelids and took a light step forward.    

    

"Boom -!"    

    

Everyone felt the entire ground shake. This time, everyone on Earth could feel that the citizens of a country closer to Holy City sat up in shock, thinking that there was an earthquake.    

    

The first Pope's stooped body suddenly stood up.    

    

His long silver hair instantly turned from white to black. The wrinkles on his face quickly turned white and smooth. And between the snap of a finger, the first Pope went from an old man with his head hanging low, he turned into a handsome middle-aged man with six wings on his back. The surging power of light in his body far surpassed that of the saints, and could even be compared to that of the Demon Ancestors.    

    

"Great Judgement Art!"    

    

The six-winged angel spat out two ancient syllables.    

    

It was the most ancient language of the Light Clan. It was said to be the language of a True God. It was used to record every word and action of a True God in the world. It possessed extraordinary magic. Sure enough, a holy pillar of light descended from the void.    

    

This pillar of light was as thick as a bucket, and it was filled with the aura of destruction. It was enough to flatten a mountain. But this was not the limit.    

    

At this moment, the Holy City was also shining. Within each church, there was surging holy power that came from the sky and supported it. The Judgement Light Pillar quickly became as thick as a tree. The three of them could not even wrap their arms around it.    

    

The light pillar descended from the sky and shook the void. Before it even got close, everyone could see that among the radiance, there were rays of brilliant lightning flashing. Each ray of lightning contained the purest purifying aura.    

    

The Great Judgment Technique was a true divine technique of the Holy Church. It was known as the divine lightning of the heavens, able to destroy all evil.    

    

Seeing such a terrifying might, everyone in front of the television screen held their breaths at the same time, their hearts filled with fear.    

    

"Boom -!"    

    

The six-winged angel attacked with all his strength, using the power of the entire Holy City to hit the giant golden palm. But unexpectedly, it only made the giant golden palm slightly tremble and did not stop it at all.    

    

"Kacha -!"    

    

The man who spoke was slapped by Ye Chen's palm, and his flesh was badly mutilated. Even the armor on his body was smashed into a meat patty. On the holy ground, a huge palm print appeared. It was as if the palm print was as flat as a mirror.    

    

One strike, and the Saint's body died!    

    

"Blasted God!"    

    

The Saints' eyes were filled with hatred.    

    

They were both furious and shocked. They were angry at Ye Chen's ruthlessness, but they were surprised that even with the power of the Holy City, the six-winged angel was unable to stop Ye Chen.    

    

One should know that this ancient city of the Holy City was supported by countless generations of Saints. Billions of believers were kneeling on the ground, full of charm. Every single Divine Temple contained a huge amount of the power of faith. The combined power of dozens of churches was comparable to the combined power of dozens of Saints. Didn't this mean that Ye Chen alone was stronger than dozens of Saints?    

    

"Apart from him, there are five more."    

    

Ye Chen flicked his finger.    

    

Ye Chen did not want to care about what the Church had done since its birth. That was a westerner's business. However, they dared to sneak attack Ye Nian and almost killed Ye Chen's family. This was something Ye Chen couldn't tolerate.    

    

"Immortal Venerable Ye, you are the supreme expert of the east. We respect your strength. However, this place is the domain of the gods, and the gods are protecting it. You killed God's servants without permission. Do you really think that our church has no power to resist?"    

    

The Seraph narrowed his eyes, his voice slightly cold.    

    

"Is that so? Just based on you bunch of chickens and dogs?"    

    

Ye Chen scanned the crowd with a cold smile on his face.    

    

There were twenty to thirty Saints in the church, but ten of them had died in the battle at the ice pool, and another one had just been casually killed. Now, there were only a dozen of them. Ye Chen could kill them with a flick of his finger. At most, he could deal with the Seraph with a little more trouble.    

    

"Including us!"    

    

An explosive sound suddenly rang out.    

    

"Thump, thump, thump -!"    

    

The sound of drums and thunder could be heard from the distant horizon. Countless spectators raised their heads to look. They saw an unbelievable scene. In the sky, there was actually a huge wave. The tide was like a carpet as it surged toward them.    

    

On top of the tide, there were countless Sea Race warriors standing.    

    

They held halberds in their hands and wore bronze armor. Even the weakest among them had Tao Combination cultivation base. There were thousands of them. The leading twenty or so people were over ten meters tall, and their bodies were covered in thick scales. They were all Ascending Stage warriors, especially the one at the front. He was twenty meters tall and wore a crown on his head. His aura was majestic. He was no weaker than the Demon Ancestor and the Six Winged Angel.    

    

The Sea Race has arrived!    

    

"Can't even withstand a single blow."    

    

Ye Chen shook his head.    

    

The man wearing the crown sneered. Someone had already recognized him. He was the overlord of the sea race, one of the six supreme experts, the Sea King. It was said that he was the real Son of God, the descendant of one of the three great Celestial King of Hegemony Galaxy, the Sea King. No one knew about his true identity.    

    

"I never thought that even the Sea King would come."    

    

Many people gasped.    

    

Although Ye Chen was strong, he was able to fight two supreme experts and dozens of gods at the same time. Everyone was worried about him.    

    

"If the Sea Race and the Holy Church are not enough, then what about my clan?"    

    

A brilliant radiance came from the west.    

    

This radiance was like a great sun. It leapt up from the distance, illuminating heaven and earth until it was golden. Countless people squinted their eyes. They could see that it was not a sun at all. It was a completely golden divine spirit.    

    

They were bathed in golden light and flowed with golden divine blood as they descended from the sky.    

    

Although these deities were few in number and far inferior to the warriors of the sea race, every one of them had a surging aura. They were all Ascending Stage warriors. The leader was a man with a golden body and a height of more than twenty meters. He had a snake head and a human body, and a pair of wings on his back.    

    

The Feathered Serpent Celestial King!    

    

Everyone felt suffocated. Not only the Sea Race, but even the Feathered Serpent Race had sent out their full force. Adding the Feathered Serpent Celestial King, they were three supreme experts. Even if a True God came, they probably wouldn't be able to stop them.    

    

Many of the people behind the screens were already anxious, urging Ye Chen to quickly leave. Even Greedy Wolf, Aokawa Sayuri, and the others were full of confidence in Ye Chen. At this moment, they also felt uneasy.    

    

"It's still not enough."    

    

Ye Chen stood proudly with his hands behind his back. In his eyes, the deities before him were like ants.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Celestial King, the Feathered Serpent, harrumphed furiously. He wanted to attack, but he held himself back in the end. However, dozens of gods were standing in the void, staring at Ye Chen with cold eyes, eager to give it a try. They were waiting for Celestial King's order to tear Ye Chen into pieces.    

    

After that, numerous foreign gods rushed over from all directions.    

    

There were the Fire God's Mansion of the Fire God Sect, the experts of the Dark Wolf Tribe, the Western Abyssal Demon Dragon, and the Northern European Frost Giants. They even saw several ferocious beasts with Demonic Qi all over their bodies.    

    

The last to arrive were the priests of the Death God Divine Temple.    

    

They rode the sandstorm and descended from the sky, covering half of the holy city. Every high priest was surrounded by the chanting of the dead. Especially the black-robed man in the lead. His eyes were scarlet, and he was covered in the aura of death. It was as if he had climbed up from hell.    

    

"Sea Race, Feathered Snakes Race, Light Clan..."    

    

There were many people, and in the end, they discovered that almost all of the foreign races on Earth were gathered here. Apart from the legendary True Divine Sea Emperor of the Seafolk, outside of the Holy City, there were close to a hundred Saint Divinities and four ultimate powerhouses!