A Clown Will Always Be a Clown, Tang San's Heart Bled [Ten Thousand Words]

The very next second, the Scepter of Command eerily turned incorporeal and viciously pierced through Zhou Yi's gigantic body like a sharp blade.

The Scepter of Command lengthened tremendously, like an enormous nail driven fiercely into the void, pinning Zhou Yi in place and leaving her unable to move.

Absolute Domination.

This was a rule-type skill with distinctly Douluo characteristics.

Even God-tier Experts could not resist the absolutely effective properties of this kind of skill.

"Impossible!" Zhou Yi shrieked. "I'm already a god! I'm a god! How could I possibly be trapped by a mere mortal's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill?"

"It's entirely possible."

Zhang Bowen sneered as he rapidly retreated, divine radiance erupting from his hands.

The next instant, every angel moved in perfect sync with him, all of them unleashing the exact same divine art.

A terrifying attack brewed in the skies, its powerful divine fluctuations shaking space itself into instability.

"Taste my wrath!"

Blazing light erupted alongside Zhang Bowen's roar as more than two hundred Undead Angels simultaneously unleashed the powerful divine art known as Wrath of the Pope.

A wrath Zhang Bowen had wanted to unleash for more than a decade!

Wrath of the Pope.

The effects of this divine art were as simple and brutal as its name.

It struck and purified enemies with the ultimate power of Holy Light, while also locking down space.

This was an exceptionally pure Holy Light assault unleashed through the Law of Light.

The Light Element and energy would begin to frantically split apart the instant they struck the target, triggering an unceasing series of explosions within a certain area.

Faced with such a multidimensional, all-encompassing attack, Zhou Yi had no way to evade it and could only withstand it head-on.

Boom!

The violent shockwave swept across Shrek City's