One Man Held an Entire Church at Bay

"You lunatic! How exactly did our Church of Light offend you?"

Watching Lynn launch an attack without a word of warning, Pope of Light Abraham and the others glared at him, their eyes nearly bulging with fury and resentment.

"Stop him! If we can't, we're all dead!" Sensing how powerful Lynn was,

Abraham was the first to strike.

"Holy Judgment!"

At Abraham's command, a hundred-meter golden palm radiating a sacred aura shot toward the enormous finger descending from above.

"Darkness Invasion!"

"Meteor Volcano!"

"Blue Silver Entanglement!!!"

Led by the Pope of Light, the Church of Light's Saint Domains unleashed their signature techniques one after another.

In an instant, Qingli City was awash with dazzling colors.

In the sky loomed an enormous palm radiating a sacred aura, a phantom black crow emanating an ominous presence, and towering emerald vines...

"Form the formation!!"

The Church of Light's ordinary Saint Domains, who had yet to comprehend a law, quickly formed the Angel Battle Formation. A massive, illusory angel appeared above the six of them.

The angel swung the Angel Battle Sword in its hand, which radiated a sacred, scorching aura, and attacked Lynn in the sky.

"Rumble~~"

A deafening explosion rang out. The terrifying shock waves nearly destroyed half of Qingli City.

The once-prosperous city became a ruin in an instant, and countless soldiers perished.

"Like ants trying to shake a tree. You're out of your depth!"

Feeling the resistance from below, Lynn's eyes flashed with disdain.

Although Lynn was using fire-elemental magic power to wield the Fate Law and couldn't unleash its full power, he could still bring out seventy or eighty percent of it.

If his opponent were another Saint Domain at the limit, Lynn naturally wouldn't stand a chance. But the mere Church of Light couldn't fight back against him.

"Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger!!"

Lynn brought his hand down again, crushing the Saint Domains of the Church of Light as easily as dry weeds before their counterattack could gain ground.

"Die!!"

"No!!!" Seeing the golden palm shatter, Pope of Light Abraham and the others looked on in despair.

"Lynn, if you dare destroy the Church, the Lord will never forgive you!" Abraham cried out in despair as he died.

"You'll die too! You'll die too!!"

"Silence." Lynn's expression remained unchanged as he pressed his palm down hard.

"Rumble~~"

A tremendous roar rang out as the earth shook violently.

When the dust settled, all that remained was a massive pit, a hundred meters wide and so deep its bottom couldn't be seen.

There was no one inside.

Lynn had already gone far away.

He had come, done what needed doing, and left without a trace.

After wiping out the Church of Light's leadership—the ones responsible for driving Kasa into hiding—Lynn didn't go after the surviving soldiers.

Ultimately, they were only following orders. Killing their leaders was enough.

"Now that I've avenged my second brother, I need to find out where he is."

"Alive or dead, I need to find him!"

Ten thousand meters above the ground, Lynn's gaze was cool as he considered what to do next.

After two epiphanies, Lynn had pushed his Fate Law to its limit. Taking another step forward was no longer something mere cultivation could achieve. It would take talent, and even more importantly, the right opportunity.

This meant that, unlike Xiao Yan, who still needed to work hard to cultivate and comprehend the Fire Laws, Lynn's true self had reached the limit of the Saint Domain and no longer needed to cultivate. For quite some time, he would have plenty of free time at his disposal.

"The Azeron Continent is too vast. Even at the limit of the Saint Domain, I'd be searching for a needle in a haystack if I looked for my second brother alone. It'd be best to enlist other forces and have them help me search!" Lynn thought.

With that in mind, Lynn knew what he needed to do next.

The Zhongyuan Empire's government.

Though the two churches had made quite a stir, Lynn had to admit that the three empires still had the largest territories among the five great powers. The forces under their control, both ordinary and Saint Domain, far surpassed those of the two churches.

The one advantage the Church of Light had over the three empires was its vast number of Descending Angels. They could serve as disposable Saint Domain fighters, using suicide attacks to keep the three empires under constant pressure.

"If I remember right, the Zhongyuan Empire's capital should be in that direction."

In the sky, Lynn used the setting sun's position to orient himself, then vanished rapidly into the distance.

The Zhongyuan Empire's capital was also known as Sky City.

It was said to be where the founding emperor of the Zhongyuan Empire had attained godhood. The area had originally been mountainous, but the emperor, a god, had flattened it with a casual strike and built Sky City there.

By now, after ten thousand years of wind and rain, Sky City had become the largest city on the Azeron Continent, far surpassing the capitals of the other two empires.

Under the pitch-black night sky, lights blazed throughout Sky City, a riot of color. On the moat in the center of the city, flower boats drifted gently, and people filled the streets.

Though it was nighttime, countless vendors still walked the streets.

Lynn descended through the air and surveyed the bustling city, a strange look flickering in his eyes.

The Church of Light had already seized two provinces along the border, yet Sky City, the empire's capital, was still indulging in revelry deep into the night, without even the slightest hint of alert.

This was...

"Just as I thought... The three empires have held themselves above everyone else for too long. They've forgotten what this world is really like."

Lynn shook his head to himself, thinking of the three gods who had left the Material Plane.

Perhaps they hadn't expected that, within just ten or twenty years of their departure from the Material Plane, the three empires they had founded would already be teetering on the brink of collapse.

"Never mind. What does it have to do with me? I only want to borrow their forces to search for my second brother."

Inside the Zhongyuan Empire's palace, within Tianyuan Palace, where the venerable elders resided,

In a large central courtyard, beautiful maids strolled about.

From the house at the center of the courtyard came the occasional sound of a woman's voice. Through a gap in the window, two entwined figures could just be made out.

After a long while, a low growl sounded. Wilbur lazily pulled on a loose robe, caressed the maid's delicate cheek, and leaned back in contentment.

Wilbur was a descendant of the Zhongyuan Empire's god, and that god's own grandson.

He had shown good talent from a young age and had been raised by the god himself. Later, after reaching the Saint Domain, he realized he lacked the talent to comprehend the laws and had no hope of becoming a god. So Wilbur simply stayed in the capital and devoted himself to pleasure.

When the god and the other two deities went to the God Realm, they had originally planned to take Wilbur with them, but he refused.

"Grandfather really is something. Why leave the perfectly good Material Plane to go chasing after some peak of power in the Divine Plane?"

"What's the point of cultivating? Isn't it all for pleasure?"

Thinking of the Church of Light's recent moves, Wilbur felt a little resentful. If the god hadn't left, how would the puny Church of Light dare invade the Zhongyuan Empire?

"Never mind. Abraham isn't weak. There's no need to start a conflict over territory. If they want it, just cede two provinces."