Chapter 14535 Breaking the Gate of Holy Light

Chapter 14535 Breaking the Gate of Holy Light
Dao Sha smiled, a smile that was both calm and dangerous, as if it contained a deeper meaning: "Is that so? But I think that if you really dare to kill him... the price that your entire Holy Temple, and even the 'Watcher' you believe in, will have to pay will be far more painful, so painful that you cannot bear it."

Upon hearing this, the woman in golden armor seemed to have heard the most absurd words. The anger on her face turned into a ferocious sneer: "Ha... a terrible price? You, or that woman hiding somewhere behind that brat? You will never understand what kind of great and invincible power the 'Watcher' truly means!"

Dao Sha gently shook her head, her gaze seemingly piercing through the golden-armored woman before her, looking into the endless, distant unknown depths. Her voice was soft, yet carried a chilling certainty:

"No... you will never understand what the woman behind him really means."

Surveillance?
Dao Sha's lips curled into a smile that seemed both mocking and sighing, but he remained silent.

He truly did not know the extent of the power of the "Watcher" revered by the Holy Temple, but the image of the Moon Maiden was etched into the pinnacle of his understanding, like a brand.

It is a kind of power that transcends common sense, almost like the "concept" itself, immeasurable and beyond question.

It's even more terrifying than when he was at his peak, comparable to the Demon Lord of yesteryear!
If our paths diverge, then let's fight!
Two auras powerful enough to shake the heavens and earth collided once again. The figures of the Blade Demon and the Golden Armor Saintess turned into streaks of light and shadow, weaving a destructive trajectory in the high sky. Each collision caused the stars to flicker and the laws to wail.

Meanwhile, Ling Xiao, leading the powerful warriors of the Overlord Empire, fiercely attacked the "Nine Heavens Thunder Prison God Formation" that blotted out the sky. Lightning flashed like a waterfall, and the aura of destruction was solidified. Nine giant thunder dragons of different colors and ferocious scales roared and thrashed within the formation, locking onto the approaching enemy.

"break!"

Ling Xiao showed no fear. He gripped his twin swords tightly and poured all his energy into the blades. Facing the thickest purple lightning dragon, he unleashed a simple yet powerful attack that embodied his life's wisdom.
laugh--!
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a piercing, teeth-grinding shriek, like cloth being forcibly torn apart! The dazzling, thousand-foot-long sword aura, as smooth as a hot knife through butter, cleaved the terrifying thunder dragon in two from head to tail! The dissipated thunder essence transformed into countless fireflies in the sky.

"Follow the king to break the formation!"

Behind them, the powerful figures from the Overlord Empire and the allied forces roared in unison, and various colored lights shot into the sky!

Jin Yan controlled mountains and rivers, sealing off a region of thunder; Ling Bi's sword light was like a tear in the sky, specifically targeting the nodes of the formation; Meng Haoqing threw a punch, and thunder wailed, dispelling the violent energy of thunder... With everyone's combined efforts, they managed to tear open an ever-widening gap in this formation that was said to be able to kill gods and immortals!

Behind the lightning array, the faces of the dozens of priests in charge of the formation changed drastically, turning ashen. They were horrified to discover that Ling Xiao was charging ahead with unstoppable momentum; ordinary array pressure and lightning attacks posed almost no fatal threat to him! Wherever his twin swords went, lightning receded and laws dissipated!
This young man... has already become a force to be reckoned with, and cannot be controlled by one person alone!
"Retreat to the Gate of Holy Light! Activate the ultimate barrier of 'Divine Blessing'!" The golden-armored saintess, who was engaged in fierce battle below, was still able to send out a wisp of divine thought to issue the order in a stern voice, even though she was tightly entangled by the Blade Demon.

Upon receiving the order, the priests of the Holy Temple felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They hurriedly made hand seals, and their figures retreated rapidly amidst the golden light of teleportation, disappearing into the majestic gate of holy light.

Almost the instant they disappeared, Lingxiao's sword light, combined with the combined attack of the powerful warriors of the Overlord Empire, completely shattered the remaining lightning array! The thunderclouds dissipated, and the dazzling sunlight once again shone down, illuminating the tightly closed, towering, magnificent gate of holy light.

The Gate of Holy Light resembles the closed eyelids of an ancient giant, its entire body flowing with a dark golden metallic luster, its surface engraved with countless intricate divine runes, exuding an aura of indestructibility and impervious to all laws.

Ling Xiao stepped forward and, without any probing, unleashed a sword strike infused with the power of laws!
Clang——!
The sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky, and the Gate of Holy Light trembled violently, revealing a deep sword mark several meters long on its surface! However, before Ling Xiao's second sword could fall, the divine patterns on the surface of the Gate of Holy Light flowed, and the dark golden luster rippled like water. The hideous sword mark healed and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its original state in the blink of an eye, as if it had never been attacked.

"Self-repairing? And so quickly?" Ling Xiao frowned, his heart sinking slightly. This Gate of Holy Light was clearly not ordinary iron, but a divine object containing extremely high laws.

"Aren't you an expert in holy runes? This Gate of Holy Light looks powerful, but it only relies on the holy runes on it. If you can crack it, this Gate of Holy Light is nothing. It can't withstand the attacks of your two swords." Sword Demon's cold voice rang in his mind at the right time.

Ling Xiao's eyes lit up: "Is that feasible?"

"Definitely." Jian Sha said with certainty, "Why don't you try and see? Stop arguing."

Without further hesitation, Ling Xiao summoned the Heavenly Demon Array Plate, activated his Taiji Eye, and looked towards the Gate of Holy Light. A profound and unpredictable fluctuation emanated from his body, and he clearly "sensed" the layered, labyrinthine spatial structure inside the Gate of Holy Light.

"Attack as I command!"

After a brief study, Ling Xiao had mastered the holy rune array on the Gate of Holy Light.

This formation is far inferior to the Sacred Rune Formation he has mastered. Given a moment, he can naturally break it, but his personal energy is insufficient, and he needs the help of others.

"The dragon pattern in the southeast corner, boom!"

With his command, the attacks of countless powerful warriors converged into a terrifying river, crashing down upon the dragon pattern.

"The patterns on the halberd in the southwest corner..."

……

As Ling Xiao's voice continued to ring out, the Gate of Holy Light shattered in just about a quarter of an hour.

"go!"

Ling Xiao stepped in first.

The others followed closely behind.

Boom!

Ling Xiao and the others had already passed through the seemingly unbreakable barrier and found themselves in a completely unfamiliar world.

This place seems to be a kingdom of clouds, with heavy, colorful auspicious clouds beneath our feet, as solid as land, and the spiritual energy so rich that it turns into liquid spiritual rain that it falls down.

Directly ahead, a magnificent golden sanctuary, beyond description, floats in the clouds, towering into the unseen realm. Its entire structure seems to be cast from the purest gold of the sun god, flowing with eternal divine radiance. Simply gazing upon it evokes feelings of insignificance and awe.

In front of the sanctuary stood two giant statues, each a hundred feet tall, clad in dazzling golden armor and wielding enormous golden battle axes. They were not inanimate objects; their eye sockets glowed with the fire of their souls, radiating a terrifying pressure comparable to the peak of the Ascension Realm.

Further ahead stands an even more imposing statue: a middle-aged war god with a dignified face and piercing eyes, riding a sacred winged steed. He holds a shield in his left hand and raises a long sword high in his right, poised to charge and slash, exuding a murderous aura that soars into the sky.