Chapter 1636 - A Vicious Invitation From the Western Church (2/2)

The man paused, then he said, “This is a Sacred Coach, which Cardinal Hagens has specially requested from God to escort Your Excellency.”

Bu Fang did not say anything. He glanced at the coach, then walked toward it with Foxy and the Kun Bird perched on his shoulders. As for Shrimpy, it was spitting bubbles on his head.

As he approached, the calm, peaceful-looking unicorn neighed nervously and kicked the ground, trying to move away from him. It felt a wave of fear that came from the depths of its soul. The driver with the leash in hand struggled to hold it steady.

Bu Fang came beside it, lifted a hand, and gave its head a gentle pat. The unicorn calmed down immediately. Then, two women opened the door for him. Bu Fang stepped into the coach.

Nethery followed. However, as she was about to step into the coach, the man stopped her.

“Cardinal Hagens only invites Mister Bu Fang alone, and he is the only person allowed to board the coach,” the man said.

“Let her come with me. Your Cardinal will not refuse me.” Bu Fang’s faint voice drifted out of the coach.

The man froze. He opened his mouth and was about to say something when Nethery gave him a cold glance. He felt a chill run down his back in an instant, and all his hair stood on end. A golden marking suddenly emerged on his forehead, and then a silver broadsword appeared in his hand.

“Get out of the way,” Nethery said coldly as she lifted her hand and flicked her finger.

The man raised his sword to block the finger. The next moment, he heard a thud, then felt a great force come at him, which bent the broadsword in his hand. He took a few steps back, and with every step, he crushed the ground.

“You…”

Nethery gave him an indifferent look, then stepped into the coach.

The man was fuming, but he was also shocked by Nethery’s strength. She had almost knocked him flying away with just a flick of her finger! Part of the reason was that he had not received God’s power, and his flesh was that of a mortal, but as a Chosen One, his strength was not weak either.

“Senior Bu, wait for me! I want to go too!” Xiao Ai ran over excitedly with her camera in hand and wanted to board the coach as well.

The man’s face grew dark. ‘Do these people think anyone can ride in this coach?’ He lifted his hand, trying to stop Xiao Ai.

Suddenly, Bu Fang’s faint cough rang out from inside the coach.

The man’s pupils constricted as he felt a terrifying force press down on him, forcing him to fall on his knees. The ground under him burst apart under the mighty force, and he went cold all over, not daring to breathe too loudly.

‘This is horrible… Is this the aura of an Immortal Emperor?! I can’t even move now!’

Xiao Ai stepped into the coach happily. The man could only watch as he was powerless to stop her. At this moment, the Empyrean Fairy walked barefoot toward the coach with her hands clasped behind her. She had never ridden in a coach belonging to the Western Church before.

The man did not know what to say already. “You…” Habits made him try to stop the fairy, but she was too strong for him to stop. She only glanced at him, and the man almost coughed blood under her horrible pressure.

The Empyrean Fairy also boarded the coach. With a dark face, the man got up to his feet. His subordinates were all staring at him.

“Let’s escort our distinguished guests back to the Western Church…” His voice was gloomy, his eyes cold.

At his order, the women all rose into the sky, sprinkling flowers and playing music. The unicorn neighed, kicked the ground, and soared into the air. The coach’s wheels spun as the beast pulled it, leaving a colorful trail behind as the procession sped across the sky. The man followed.

Down below, the expressions of Chief Luo and the others were complicated. They were awed by Bu Fang’s courage. No one knew what would happen in his trip to the Western Church. Compared with the Gods of India, the Western Church was harder to deal with. Besides, it had existences who were as strong as the Immortal Emperors of Hua…

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In a temple on the Immortal Mountain of Kunlun, a woman who wore her hair in a bun and shrouded in a mist was holding an invitation. “The Western Church… Interesting.”

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At Penglai, the Daoist with a ring of light behind his head had finished his lecture. A golden invitation floated before him.

“The restriction of heaven and earth on us is getting weaker. The time has come for us to strike. The evil man possesses two Divine Artifacts, and the Western Church holds two as well. With that, the four Divine Artifacts that govern the Ancestral Planet’s spiritual energy have all been found. It’s time for me to claim them.”

A faint smile brushed the Daoist’s lips. He lifted a hand, and the four swords behind him immediately began to spin, tearing at the surrounding void with their sharp sword energy. Bright rays flickered under him and supported him as he flew into the distance.

The moment he left the island, invisible chains fell from the sky and thunder dragons emerged around him, roaring and slithering wildly.

On the island, countless Immortals looked up and gasped.

The Daoist held his fingers together. The four swords behind him glowed and flew into the sky, shattering the chains and destroying the thunder dragons. In just a flash, peace returned.

Chuckling, the Daoist sped over the vast expanse of sea, heading straight toward the west. Behind him, all the Immortals on the island looked excited.

“The Ancestral Planet’s power that had restricted the Sect Leader is finally gone! The Sect Leader can finally subdue that evil man in person! The four Divine Artifacts will become one!”

Within moments, all the Immortals rose into the sky. Some stepped on auspicious clouds, some rode Immortal Cranes, and some flew on savage monsters’ backs. By all kinds of strange means, these Immortals flew over the sea, heading toward the Western Church as well.

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