"Heh... they've even mobilized Faith Power. Did they realize they walked into a trap? What a perfect opportunity—can't let it slip away!"
A glint of killing intent surfaced in Yan Kuan's eyes. The next instant, several powerful auras swept through the Central Temple of the Holy City. One purple and six golden figures rampaged freely, and the strongest, dark-purple figure even cleaved the Four-Winged Divine Envoy in two with a single strike.
It all happened far too suddenly. No one had time to react. Everyone in Jerusalem felt a chill run from head to toe; in the blink of an eye, cold seeped from their bones, making every hair stand on end.
"The Divine Envoy's body was severed! Demons have entered the Holy City!"
"Godslayers! The heretics have killed the Divine Envoy!"
"The demons killed God's messenger! How could this happen... This is an unforgivable crime!"
"Heretics, accept judgment!"
The blood in the sky surged upward. With a long cry, the Archangel who had been cut in half fused his two sections back together. A beam of divine light flashed, and he was restored to normal.
"This is God's might—indestructible through a thousand tribulations, eternal through a hundred lifetimes."
The praying cultivators went from shock to joy. Some cheered wildly, their spirits stirred; it could be said that they had thrown themselves into it completely.
Yet the Archangel himself wore an ashen expression, fear rising in his heart. He knew the trouble was grave. Each of these Puppets was difficult to handle alone, especially that dark-purple one, whose strength was not much weaker than his own.
He opened his mouth and spat out an Ancient Scroll, which transformed into a Landscape Map and descended toward the dark-purple Drought Demon Puppet. This was a Forbidden Artifact. Once someone was trapped within