Chapter 359: The Service Contract Has Expired, Want to Renew? (2/2)

Feng Yin said, ”No, this is a determined future.”

With that, he gently waved his hand and like a lightning, the flying sword immediately thrust forward.

Harrington didn't pay attention to this. The Pope's Holy Robe that was left for him has a quite powerful defensive ability, so this kind of superficial attack was not enough...

Pff!

Along with a m.u.f.fled sound of metal piercing through the flesh, Harrington felt cold on his chest. He looked down and saw that Feng Yin's flying sword has pierced through his chest, leaving behind only a small section of the sword and the sword hilt still outside his chest. The sword was engraved with quaint Nine Regions writing. It seemed like it was a prop used by the opposite party to cast the Stellar Diffraction Technique.

However, even though it was just a common prop sword, it could directly pa.s.s through the defense of the robe, trampling all the defense rule and power, creating a deadly outcome. It seemed like the G.o.d foreordained it to drink blood. Like… a cause and effect attack.

Stunned by this realization, Harrington's body has involuntarily turned into holy light, which was the independent ability to rise from death of a Holy One. A moment later, the light reunited and his body restored to its original. The sword in his chest disappeared, and the wound also healed—even the broken robe was completely patched.

However, in his chest, the cold pain lingered, reminding him of what just happened. The freezing-like cold pain made him unable to move.

”Alright, let's go.”

Feng Yin beckoned with his hand to all the Nine Regions cultivators that were watching the battle. Although the cultivators were somewhat baffled, unable to completely understand what actually happened, but Feng Yin's galaxy sword, as well as his flying sword that pierced through the lines of cause and effect, had successfully shocked and awed the audience, causing them to involuntarily comply with his command.

When Nine Regions people were leaving the battlefield, there was an uproar in Holy Light Religion camp. Several Archbishops couldn't restrain themselves from wanting to fly out and stop them. However, they found out that there was an invisible barrier in front of them, preventing them from moving forward no matter what.

”That's enough, let them go.”

Harrington's frail face came from the sky, and then he slowly landed. His face greatly changed, as if he has aged quite a lot.

”Why?”

One Archbishop could not restrain himself. ”Just let them go? Where would our Holy Light Religion put its face? Later on, how…”

Harrington said with a stern voice, ”In the next fifty years, or even a hundred years, we must recuperate, must not lightly start a war. Do you think our adversaries are only the cultivators of Nine Regions? There are innumerable people on the continent who look forward to the demise of Holy Light Religion. Otherwise, how could those Nine Regions cultivators manage to advance directly toward us? If at this time we are swayed by our emotion and act impulsively, it would be irresponsible to the Holy Light Religion's years of foundation and to the sea of Holy Light!”

This severe reprimand only barely suppressed people's query. However, perhaps only Harrington himself knew that the reason why he didn't dare to step forward to chase them was that… the last sword attack from the opponent has completely crushed his fighting will.

That flying sword was ordinary, it did not have any too strong power. However, it pierced the s.p.a.ce and time and killed him through the lines of cause and effect. This method didn't require complicated skill, and it wasn't as brilliant as his Great Prophecy Technique, which contained every manifestation of nature. However, it was incomparably sharp, a sword strike that could break through everything. Even if he was clearly aware of it, he could not stop it.

Perhaps if he were Billy the III, he could suppress his opponent fair and square with his power. However, for Harrington who was accustomed to rely on prophecy, Feng Yin was simply the perfect opponent to restrain him.

Since Feng Yin could kill him once, Feng Yin could also kill him the second time.

There was no need to fight if it was just to die in vain.

Looking at the back of the already in the far away Nine Regions cultivators, Harrington's heart was like a dying ember, the Holy Light dimmed.

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On the other side, the Nine Regions people who were retreating were talking to each other.

The mystery of the last sword strike from Feng Yin perhaps was only known to the concerned parties. For others, from the beginning of the battle, they were somewhat baffled. However, one thing was clear.

The goal of them crossing the endless sea to come to the Western Continent has been achieved. The key to open the group of immortal tombs was already in the hands of Daoist Master Feng Yin.

And the real hero for the achievement of this goal was none other than w.a.n.g Lu, who at this time, was actually caught in a delicate dilemma.

”w.a.n.g Lu, I think it's time for us to say goodbye.”

Aya lightly smiled. Her deep green eyes perfectly mixed her soft and heroic characteristics.