"H-How is it... defeated just like that?"
Gu Xingtian had a keen sense of smell. He watched the dim golden blood flowing from the Demon Spear inside the sky, circulating around the Pope. Almost instantly, all of Pope Mefier's offensive and defensive might shattered violently, and even the life aura on his body rapidly decayed together with it.
That feeling was much like a weak, pitiful, and helpless ant attempting to provoke a supreme heavenly god, only to be crushed out of existence with a single hand.
Looks of sheer disbelief surfaced simultaneously upon countless faces, their expressions beyond addition.
"God Road?"
"God Road??"
"God Road!!!"
Mefier could not care about the riddled wounds within his body. He abruptly lowered his head, watching the half-section of the energetic Demon Spear pierced into his torso. A trace of extremely dim golden blood continuously circulated inside his body. The icy touch of death made him feel for the first time how laughable his power-towering at the Fifth-Tier Reincarnation Stage-truly was.
Even at the Fifth-Tier, when facing this trace of golden blood, he could only quietly submit, not daring to give rise to any rebellious intent!
No matter what kind of tyrannical Bright Holy Power he controlled, it was unable to disperse this strand of golden divine power!
He knew the Demon Emperor's strength was no longer at the fifth or sixth tier, and he also knew the origin of this brush of golden blood. Gathered together, these two levels of attack possessed boundless might, and there was simply no cure for them in this world. What awaited him next would probably only be a fate of utter annihilation.
Victory had originally been within his grasp, but because of the two words "God Road" uttered by the Demon Emperor, the conspiracy he had