Before the Papal Palace.
As the people of Spirit Hall, unable to charge inside, stood staring helplessly, the domain sealing off the battlefield suddenly dissolved, and a resounding dragon roar tore through heaven and earth!
In that instant, everything became eternal, and everyone at the Papal Palace froze.
The ordinary soldiers had long since lost themselves beneath this God King-level pressure, collapsing one after another and failing to rise. The Enshrined Elders, too, paled in shock, rooted to the spot and unable to move. They could only watch in terror as the silver dragon soared into the clouds.
Of everyone present, only Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong barely remained standing. The former borrowed the power of the Angel Temple to resist, keeping Qian Renxue firmly protected behind him. The latter activated Rakshasa Divine Power, struggling to hold her ground.
"Hundreds of thousands of years have passed. Are the Soul Beasts about to stage a comeback?"
An ethereal, clear female voice rang out from the nearby Angel Temple, sacred and solemn.
Just as she was about to act further, another streak of light blocked her path. "Angel, stop!"
The man was tall and imposing, his entire body shrouded in cold, boundless killing intent. His Divine Power stretched without end, and the Asura Six-Armed Dharma Aspect behind him drew the eye.
These were none other than the Asura God King and the First-Generation Angel God.
The moment Qian Daoliu activated Angel Divine Power and broke through the Divine Realm's restriction, she had noticed the mortal world. With the Angel Holy Sword in hand, she was ready to slay the Silver Dragon King at any moment.
At the critical moment, Asura God intervened, interrupting her descent to the lower realm.
"Why?" Angel God asked in confusion. "Judging heretics is the Asura God King's