May Everyone on the Continent Be Like a Dragon (Please Follow)

"Die!"

Rahula's expression was cold and ruthless. His pale palm sliced through the sky, the terrifying power in its wake causing cracks to form in space itself.

"Rahula!!" Philip's face was filled with shock, staring at Rahula in disbelief.

As a newly ascended Saint Domain, how could Rahula possibly be this strong?

Philip could not understand it, but there was no time for him to overthink the matter.

A profound black light erupted from Philip as the center, radiating outward. Rahula suddenly felt a surge of resistance, and his speed plummeted.

The attack that had been aimed at Philip's head shifted slightly, ultimately destroying only half of Philip's body.

Squelch—

Blood dripped from the air. Philip's chest had been shattered by Rahula's strike, and countless bits of flesh rained down from the sky, along with a severed forearm.

"Ah..." A low, pained groan escaped Philip's lips.

Philip suppressed the agony, retreating rapidly until he reached the group of Saint Domains behind him.

A water-element Saint Domain began to cast magic, surrounding Philip with blue light to mend his injuries. The wounds on Philip's body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh? ...To think you could take a single blow from me. You are slightly better than the previous trash."

A hint of surprise leaked into Rahula's tone.

Philip felt only humiliation, gritting his teeth as he glared at Rahula.

"Rahula, you are so arrogant to come to my Church of Darkness alone! Prepare to die!"

After Philip finished speaking, he waved his hand. Thirty-five Saint Domains stepped out from behind him, joining Philip to surround Rahula with a total of thirty-six Saint Domains.

"How insolent!"

Philip watched as Rahula remained motionless, allowing them to surround him, and endless coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Rahula, you are courting death!"

"Great Hexagram Battle Formation, rise!"

"Kill!"

BOOM~~~

Philip roared, his terrifying dark Saint power enveloping the longsword in his hand. The strength of over thirty Saint Domains was channeled into Philip.

Instantly, a terrifying sword aura, dozens of meters wide and hundreds of meters long, crashed down from the sky, flying straight toward Rahula.

Facing the approaching sword aura, Rahula's expression remained calm. Only when the aura was about to strike his face did he unhurriedly raise his hand.

Rahula extended a single finger and tapped lightly against the sword aura.

Bang—

The sword aura shattered in a single strike.

"No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants. I can suppress you with a single finger."

Rahula's cold voice rang out.

Following the conversion of over a dozen Saint Domains from the Southern Continent into Rahula's fellow daoists, along with some additional affiliated forces, his talent was no longer what it once was.

His cultivation talent was now no weaker than an average divine beast, and his physical talent had broken through the limits of the Saint Domain. Although it had not reached the strength of a low-level divine artifact, it far exceeded that of a divine beast during its Saint Domain phase.

To injure the current Rahula, an ordinary peak Saint Domain would not suffice; it would require at least a peak Saint Domain who had fused profound mysteries.

It was precisely because of this confidence that Rahula dared to assault the Church of Darkness alone.

Having shattered the pitch-black sword aura with a finger, Rahula took a step and vanished from his spot. When he reappeared, he was already beside the terrified Philip.

"Are you a god?" Philip could not understand. A battle formation composed of thirty-six Saint Domains would require even a peak Saint Domain to expend significant effort to withstand.

To be as calm and collected as Rahula, perhaps only a true god who had mastered complete profound mysteries could achieve such a feat.

"Die!"

Facing Philip's confusion, Rahula offered no explanation, simply crushing his skull.

Bang~~

Philip's headless corpse fell from the sky. Rahula looked coldly at the remaining Saint Domains.

"Next, it is your turn!"

"Run!" The white-bearded Saint Domain, who had already moved to protect everyone behind him, shouted at the top of his lungs. Without a shred of hesitation, he was the first to fly toward the distant horizon.

The numerous Saint Domains reacted one after another, fleeing in all directions.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Rahula's gaze was icy and piercing. The Ten Thousand Soul Banner behind him spun frantically, and strands of pitch-black radiance shot out, entangling the fleeing Saint Domains.

In an instant, the speed of these fleeing Saint Domains plummeted.

Especially those Saint Domain experts who had not yet comprehended the laws found it nearly impossible to move an inch.

Rahula paid no attention to these ordinary Saint Domain experts, his gaze sweeping over the few peak Saint Domain experts led by the Chief Judge of the Church of Darkness; the Ten Thousand Soul Banner could not trap peak Saint Domain experts, so these individuals were fleeing quite rapidly.

"I am a man who values loyalty and righteousness above all else; I shall not leave a single fellow daoist behind. Even if the masses cannot understand, I have no regrets."

"I, Rahula, wish for every Saint Domain expert in this world to become a god and ascend together!"

After Rahula finished speaking, his figure flickered incessantly, and every time he reappeared, a headless corpse would fall from the sky.

"The death of the flesh is not the end of life."

"The shackles of talent have caused you all unspeakable suffering."

"But today, I, Rahula, can provide you all with a broad and smooth path."

"You are only paying the price of physical death, why remain so obsessed and deluded?"

Do you even hear yourself? Is that even human language?

The Chief Judge of the Church of Darkness cursed inwardly, but seeing Rahula now within arm's reach, he ultimately did not dare to voice his thoughts.

"My lord, please spare my..."

"Shh~" Rahula pressed a finger to his lips, his chin tilted at a forty-five-degree angle.

"Flesh is suffering, the soul shall ascend!"

"I shall save you right now."

Whoosh—

His palm sliced through space, grabbing the Chief Judge by the head.

"F*** you..."

Bang!!

The head shattered, blood flowing everywhere.

Rahula's expression was indifferent, a look of regret showing on his face.

"As expected, there is still no one in this world who understands me."

"It is your turn now." Rahula's gaze shifted toward the remaining Saint Domain experts.

These Saint Domain experts, combined with the Descending Angel of the Church of Darkness, would likely allow Rahula to harvest nearly a hundred Saint Domain-level souls.

It would be enough to advance Rahula's talent once more.

By then, he could sacrifice the entire continent, or go even further and strike directly into... the Plane Prison!

That's right, Rahula intended to enter the Plane Prison.

After all, the number of Saint Domain powerhouses in the material plane was too small; even if Rahula slaughtered the entire continent, he would be unable to strengthen his talent to the limit.

To continue strengthening his talent, there were only two choices: head to the Divine Plane, or go to the Plane Prison.

After pondering for a long time between the two, Rahula ultimately leaned more toward the Plane Prison.

After all, compared to the Divine Plane, the Plane Prison was on a lower tier; most inhabitants were Saint Domain experts, and there were not many gods. A low-level god could dominate in some remote regions, while mid-level and high-level gods were rare, mostly concentrated in certain cities.

The only drawback was that it was difficult to escape from the Plane Prison, but this difficulty was nothing to Lynn.

If the people inside couldn't get out, couldn't people on the outside help?

Only this avatar of Rahula was entering; Lynn and Xiao Yan were both outside, and at worst, they could physically persuade the Plane Overseer.

Of course, Rahula was in no rush to enter the Plane Prison; it would be best to enter only after becoming a low-level god.

"However... how does one enter the Plane Prison?"

Rahula frowned, falling into deep thought.