The Clown Was Still a Clown in the End, Tang San's Heart Was Bleeding Ten Thousand Words

In the very next second, the Sovereign Scepter strangely turned incorporeal, piercing Zhou Yi's massive body like a sharp blade.

The Sovereign Scepter became extremely long at that moment, like an enormous nail hammered fiercely into the void, pinning Zhou Yi there so she could not move.

Absolute Dominion.

This was a rules-type skill with very Douluo characteristics.

A skill effect like this, one that absolutely took effect, was something even God Level experts could not be immune to.

"This is impossible!" Zhou Yi shrieked. "I'm already a god! I'm a god! How could I possibly be trapped by a mere mortal's Hundred Thousand Year soul skill!"

"It's perfectly possible."

Zhang Bowen sneered and shot backward, the radiance of a Divine Art in his hand erupting all at once.

In the next instant, every angel's movements were exactly identical to his, and they actually cast the very same Divine Art together.

A terrifying attack gathered high in the sky, and the powerful Divine Art fluctuations shook space until it became somewhat unstable.

"Have a taste of my damn fury!"

Blazing light erupted together with Zhang Bowen's roar, and more than two hundred undead angels released a powerful Divine Art called Pope's Wrath at the same time.

It was a fury Zhang Bowen had wanted to unleash more than a dozen years ago!

Pope's Wrath.

The effect of this Divine Art was as simple and brutal as its name.

It struck and purified the enemy with ultimate Holy Light Power, and it also came with spatial Lock On.

This was an extremely pure impact of Holy Light Power released through the Law of Light.

The Light Element and energy began to split madly the instant they struck the target, unleashing a continuous chain of explosions within a fixed space.

Under this