The giant sword held by Nicolas transformed his entire aura, making him appear incomparably holy, and his body was filled with a rich, serene essence.
"Cross Holy Light!"
As he spoke, Nicolas swung the giant sword from his hand.
"Swish!"
As the giant sword swung from Nicolas’s hand, a small cross symbol immediately materialized mid-air, quickly enlarging with a formidable momentum, advancing toward Ye Xunhuan as if to obliterate him.
This cross exuded a mysterious yet peaceful aura, compelling anyone to bow in worship.
But Ye Xunhuan sensed a dangerous aura from the cross.
"Break!"
In the next moment, the sword in Ye Xunhuan’s hand, like a dragon emerging from water, sought to overturn seas and rivers, striking forth—his sword beam suddenly hovered in mid-air, swiftly cutting toward the cross!
"Boom..."
A muffled sound reverberated around, the cross trembled from the colossal attack, and the sacred white light weakened significantly at this instant.
Yet, the cross didn’t disappear; it intertwined with the sword beam Ye Xunhuan had unleashed, countering each other’s power.
"Rustle..."
Suddenly, the sword beam and cross vanished simultaneously, followed by a bizarre rain of white meteors surfacing before everyone’s eyes.
Seeing this, Ye Xunhuan’s complexion changed dramatically, and his pupils contracted.
Ye Xunhuan was well aware of Nicolas’s prowess, but Nicolas was evidently much stronger now.
Though Ye Xunhuan hadn’t used his full strength, with Nicolas’s power, he shouldn’t hold back—yet it was a draw now.
Had this guy been hiding his strength all along?
But it shouldn’t be; if it was hidden, Ye Xunhuan wouldn’t be completely unaware. Did this guy use some eerie Angel descent?
Angel descent essentially meant borrowing power that doesn’t belong to oneself to engage in battle.
Though Ye Xunhuan had a good relationship with Michelle and inquired about the source of this power, Michelle couldn’t answer. Nevertheless, the people of the church could summon Angel descent.
The church was quite eerie, especially their powers, which greatly restrained all dark creatures.
"Nicolas, I really underestimated you!" Ye Xunhuan stared coldly at Nicolas, saying, "I didn’t expect you’d become so powerful now!"
"It’s not that I got stronger, but that you know nothing!" Nicolas said heavily, "Marshal, have you ever known that for thousands of years, almost no one dared to cause trouble in the church?"
Ye Xunhuan’s pupils contracted, could there be some trickery in this?
"Marshal, let me tell you, in the church, our power becomes stronger, almost doubling!" Nicolas said heavily, "No commoner would dare to cause trouble in the church!"
"Today, leave the Tai Chi seal for the sake of the saint; I’ll let you go, or stay and accompany the Pope!"
It wasn’t that Nicolas wanted to tell Ye Xunhuan all this; Nicolas knew internally that if he didn’t say it, Michelle would definitely tell Ye Xunhuan.
So he might as well tell Ye Xunhuan himself.
Upon hearing Nicolas’s words, Ye Xunhuan slowly showed a realization: "No wonder you suddenly became so powerful!"
"But Nicolas, do you think this makes you unbeatable against me?"
Speaking, Ye Xunhuan’s lips curled into an ice-cold, spine-chilling bloodthirsty killing intent.
As Nicolas saw the killing intent on Ye Xunhuan’s lips, his heart suddenly seized, an ominous premonition rising sharply.a
"Today, I’ll show you what is called the might of a sovereign!"
Next moment, Ye Xunhuan’s aura exploded instantly, his clothes and hair moving without wind.
This instant, Ye Xunhuan was like a War God, enveloped entirely by a sharp aura.
"Swish!"
Ye Xunhuan suddenly lifted his sword, making a gentle stroke in mid-air!
With just this gentle stroke, a vacuum zone immediately formed surrounding, followed by a seemingly illusory and blurry Tai Chi Diagram floating mid-air, filled with a rich aura of destruction.
"Nicolas, don’t you want the Tai Chi seal, then see if you can withstand this Tai Chi!"
As he finished speaking, Ye Xunhuan swung his sword abruptly, as if a sharp blade was inserted into the yin-yang center of the Tai Chi seal, and with a vast force, swiftly rushed toward Nicolas.
"Rustle..."
Wherever the Tai Chi seal passed, a violent force immediately swept around, cracking the entire ground at this moment, and a horrible aura enveloped everyone, as if to destroy everything in the world.
Destruction!
This is the aura of destruction!
Everyone felt this aura, and they realized the terror of Ye Xunhuan’s move, causing unprecedented dread in their gazes toward Ye Xunhuan.
However, as the participant, Nicolas could sense this move’s terror best.
At this moment, Nicolas only felt as if he was locked by a strong aura, unable to evade no matter how hard he tried, not even if he hid to the ends of the world.
"Angel descent!" Nicolas roared lowly, hastily raising his sword.
Suddenly, a serene aura surfaced across the sky, followed by glaring white light beams descending, like a rain of white meteors, appearing extraordinarily dazzling.
These white light beams fell to earth as if carrying massive force, creating pits upon impact!
Momentarily, this white light shined fully, an unprecedentedly sacred aura enveloping the surroundings, calming one’s state of mind immensely.
The next moment, Nicolas floated into the air, completely enveloped by white light, giving an unparalleled holy feeling. As the white light gradually faded, a spectral shadow appeared behind Nicolas, piercingly striking.