"The Middlegod wants to run, and there's no way we can catch him!" Sean locked Patrick in his divine sense, but Patrick was so fast that Sean couldn't keep up.
Thanks to the God-Eater Rat body, despite not having absorbed enough Godheads, a partially fused Mystery, and a Highgod Artifact for attacking, his material attacks could just about match those of a Middlegod who specialized in the Death Edicts but wasn't skilled at material attacks.
When it came to souls, his attacks were nothing to speak of. As for defense, he relied on his damaged Soul-Protecting Sovereign Artifact, while the God-Eater Rat's naturally occurring gray aura also provided some soul defense.
On top of that, he could instantly refine Amethyst or Soul Golden Beads, which let him withstand a Middlegod's attacks. But he didn't have much Amethyst or many Soul Golden Beads left.
As for speed, he was out of luck. He had no treasure that could make him several times faster—at least, none that he knew of.
If Patrick was determined to escape, there was no way Sean could stop him unless he used a Sovereign's Might again.
Before long, Patrick was a thousand miles away, and then his aura vanished.
If a Middlegod concealed his aura, Lowgods wouldn't be able to detect him. During the fight, Patrick had been giving off his aura, but now that he was far away and had hidden it, Sean and the others had no idea where he was.
For all they knew, he could approach again without Sean and the others noticing.
"Sean, I'm Mi Piaozheng of the Radiant Church. You could say I'm its current leader. Welcome back to the Radiant Church." The Lowgod who cultivated the Destruction Law flew forward and spoke.
"Hello. And greetings to all of you." Sean smiled and put away the weapon in his hand.
The Radiant Church's leader actually cultivated the Destruction Law. It sounded a little funny, but it was perfectly normal in the Coiling Dragon World. They had simply gathered together for the Power of Faith.
The laws they cultivated didn't matter. Sean cultivated the Darkness Laws, yet he had still helped the Radiant Church beat up the Darkness Church.
The Church was just a means to an end. As far as Sean knew, many unaffiliated god-level experts had founded their own empires to gain the Power of Faith in the same way.
During their clash, Sean had clearly sensed that Mi Piaozheng was the strongest, especially when it came to material attacks.
Without the boost to his material attacks from the God-Eater Rat body, even with a partially fused Mystery, Sean might not have been able to match him.
The Four Edicts had no fixed Mysteries. One simply had to comprehend them through one's own efforts; with enough progress, one could become a Lowgod, a Middlegod, or a Highgod.
From what Sean could tell, Mi Piaozheng was already close to becoming a Middlegod on his own.
"Let me introduce everyone," Mi Piaozheng said with a smile, then introduced the other nine people to Sean.
Sean got to know the Radiant Church's god-level experts one by one. A little over ten years ago, they had been mighty beings far above him.
But things were different now. They were no match for Sean anymore. He was the stronger one.
"Sean, how did you...?" Hua Muyuan, the Lowgod who cultivated the Life Law, asked curiously.
The other god-level experts also looked at Sean with curiosity. He had gone from level eight to godhood in just over ten years. It shook their understanding of the world and the laws.
"Hua Muyuan, everyone has their own secrets. Don't pry too much," Mi Piaozheng, who led the group, said quickly.
He wanted to know, too, but Sean was simply too strong. Though Sean was on their side for now, they had only known him for a short time, and Mi Piaozheng didn't want to offend him.
How could a Lowgod be so strong? It made Mi Piaozheng wonder whether he was still very far from advancing to Middlegod.
Yet Sean, as a Lowgod, had been able to withstand a Middlegod's soul attack. That went against everything Mi Piaozheng understood.
"Haha, true. I just found it too incredible, so I asked without thinking. Sorry, Sean." Hua Muyuan realized she had been too forward. Asking about such a secret really was taboo.
"Now that Patrick has escaped, what should we do with these people?" Sean naturally didn't want to keep talking about it.
Earlier, he had been thinking of some plausible excuse. He had planned to give a vague answer after returning to the Radiant Church. Whether anyone believed him or not, at least he would have offered them some explanation.
But now there was no need. After that fight, Patrick might not even be able to hurt him.
At most, the two of them could do nothing to each other. Within the Radiant Church, Sean was unquestionably the strongest. Who would dare offend him over something like this?
Of course, he still had to show everyone some respect. There was no need to put on airs.
The Darkness Church's invasion had involved not only god-level experts, but also a large number of Saint-level and weaker fighters.
The Darkness Church had probably planned for Patrick to wear down the Radiant Church's Magic Array over time, then kill its god-level experts or drive them off the Material Plane of the Zhongyuan Continent to secure victory.
However, when it came to occupying territory and hunting down the many members of the Radiant Church, god-level experts generally wouldn't get involved.
Unfortunately for the Darkness Church, Sean's sudden appearance had nearly wiped out its god-level experts, instantly turning the tables.
"Don't let a single one of them go," one of the Radiant Church's Lowgods said coldly. "These people were largely responsible for the massacre in Shengyue City. And if you hadn't appeared, Sean, then once we were defeated, this place would probably have suffered the same fate."
"Agreed. Especially the Saint-level fighters. Some of them are at the Saint-level limit. If they suddenly become gods and join forces with Patrick, that'll be trouble for us," another person said.
Patrick was a Middlegod—that was a fact. Even if they joined forces, they could kill him only if he foolishly stayed instead of running. Otherwise, it would be very difficult.
But thanks to Sean's sudden attack, Patrick was now the Darkness Church's only god-level expert. As long as their side stayed alert, they would be much safer—and might even be able to counterattack.
If they couldn't eliminate their strongest enemy, they could wipe out all his subordinates instead. They could also avenge the countless people who had been slaughtered before.
"Fine by me," Sean said, nodding. "When dealing with enemies, we should be direct. If they need to be wiped out, then wipe them out."
Especially since they might pose a threat in the future. Sean would need a great deal of Power of Faith, so the Darkness Church had to be destroyed. And that was without even mentioning the hundreds of millions of lives slaughtered around Shengyue City.
"Good. The Darkness Church has quite a few Saint-level fighters. If we send our armies, we'll probably take losses, so we should handle this ourselves," another person said with a smile.
They didn't need to worry about rank or status when dealing with enemies. Anyone who valued their subordinates' pride over their own life was a fool.
"Agreed," the others said.
Once several god-level experts decided to act, the fate of the Saint-level fighters was already sealed.
PS: I have a question: Is starting a Coiling Dragon fanfic on the Material Plane a bad idea? I won't change this one, but if I write another, I'll have to think carefully about it.
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