Somewhere on the battlefield.
An area was sealed off, isolated from the real world.
Several missionaries with high noses and deep eyes, dressed in different priest robes, were staring at the battlefield of the Fufeng Protectorate.
"Your Excellency, do you see destiny?"
A golden-haired old man in a black robe, who seemed to be shrouded in thick ominous and bad luck, asked the person in the middle.
Bayeslen had long platinum hair, and he wore a gorgeous white priest robe with the "Wheel of Destiny" imprinted on it.
This was the attire of the archbishop of the Church of Destiny.
The Church of Destiny was the mainstream religion of the Xiting Empire. Below the Holy See, there were seven white-robed archbishops, and each of them was an Eighth Order Beyonder!
Bayeslen's current occupation was called "Destiny Disruptor"!
Starting from the first position [Gambler], to the sixth position, one would be involved in the fate of the unseen world.
And its Seventh Order was called "Observer", also known as the "Recorder of Destiny". It greatly enhanced the effects of divination and prophecy. It could eliminate all disturbances and see the most realistic future.
"I see … a vortex!"
Bayeslen's eyes were as clear as a newborn baby's. He muttered to himself, "A black hole is approaching us … Everyone, taking back Clement is enough to show the ancient Eastern Empire our strength …"
"I don't feel any bad luck …"
The golden-haired old man in a black robe retorted. As a high-ranking member of the Church of Misfortune, he was quite sensitive to disasters and other bad luck. "Moreover … as a Destiny Disruptor, Your Excellency, you can already slightly affect destiny through a series of operations, right?"
"The Wheel of Destiny is as lofty as a mountain, but it is also like a mighty river that continuously moves forward. Only a true god can truly interfere with it! We lowly and ignorant people, even if we can slightly change the direction of the river, we will have to pay a heavy price … "
Bayeslun said devoutly, "Just like the Traveler's Church … We are just slaves to the great existences, and even self-proclaimed slaves … Our faith and life and death are no more important than a speck of dust to such a great existence. It is we who need them, and not the other way around …"
Although it was strange for him to say such words as a white-robed archbishop and an Eighth Order Beyonder.
But in the Church of Fate, the River of Fate could also be seen as the Lord of Fate himself!
Trying to interfere with the River of Fate was like the Traveler's Church asking a True God to descend.
It was filled with terrifying risks!
"Everyone, it's not a question of whether we should retreat or not, but whether the eastern cultivators are willing to let us go …"
The archbishop of the Church of Spirit, Leon, suddenly said, "I can feel the fluctuation of spirituality forming four huge whirlpools … There are at least four eastern Dharmakaya cultivators closing in on us!"
The great existence that the Church of Spirit worshipped was known as the 'Spirit King'. Thus, the members of this church were very good at sensing the Spirit World and spirituality.
Just as the three archbishops were discussing, there was a sudden change in the secret space.
Streaks of yellow light seeped in and completely exposed this area, revealing the figures of the three archbishops.
"Haha, I knew there was a big fish here!"
Perfected Lord Taiping Guang Miao, who had ancient facial features, cast Heaven and Earth in the Sleeve and waved his sleeve, forcing the three Beyonders in the Eighth Sequence out. Then, he was dumbfounded. "It's a little too big. Oh no, I can't eat it. I have to get someone to eat it!"
"Misfortune!"
The archbishop of the Church of Misfortune spat out a syllable.
In the next instant, Perfected Lord Taiping Guang Miao felt that he had been hit. It was not a real injury, but an attack on his' luck '!
He could deeply feel that his luck had fallen to the lowest point in an instant, and he might suffer a series of accidents and misfortune.
This caused his warning spell and message to fail inexplicably.
"I said … Disperse the spirituality here!"
The archbishop of the Church of Spirit took a step forward and shouted, causing the Qi of Heaven and Earth within a radius of a hundred miles to dissipate instantly.
Even if one's Primordial Core and Primordial Spirit were in this area, they would become useless, and even the structure of their Primordial Spirit would be destroyed!
However, Perfected Lord Taiping Guang Miao was a mysterious Dharmakaya that had been born on its own. Even without the support of the Qi of Heaven and Earth outside, its mana was still extremely powerful.
However, his expression had already become extremely solemn, and he suddenly made a hand seal.
A huge Dharmakaya appeared, and a yellow sky spread out from its head. It was trying its best to fight with the other two powerhouses of the same level for the control of this area.
Moreover, as it was two against one, it was completely at a disadvantage.
Vaguely, one could see countless Yellow Heaven Dao Soldiers with yellow scarves on their heads and strange distorted faces under the yellow sky. They fused with the yellow sky radiance and were fighting a group of monsters with all their might.
Some of these monsters were formed by the Mist of Misfortune, while others were formed by countless mysterious symbols with tentacles and strange eyes.
They began to suppress the yellow sky radiance, and even more pollution was infused onto the Yellow Heaven Dharmakaya.
Cracks appeared on the surface of the Yellow Heaven Dharmakaya, and the yellow sky region in the sky was constantly compressed. The face that was identical to Perfected Lord Taiping Guang Miao became half-pained and half-expressionless.
Bayeslun sighed and similarly stepped forward. "I shall bestow upon you … the fate of death!"
Fate!
Perfected Lord Taiping Guang Miao's mind trembled violently. He felt that his fate, which was more important than luck, had become extremely dangerous, and he could not help but use secret techniques.
Among the Three Dao Sects like the Taiping Sect, they had a rich collection of books. There were even Dao books that specialized in defending against luck and fate.
A dazzling yellow sky divine radiance appeared on his body, and it entered the void in an attempt to stop the attack of fate.
But it was useless!
Bayeslun's expression was slightly pitiful. His right hand seemed to be holding an invisible long sword, and he gently waved it down.
Perfected Lord Taiping Guang Miao instantly felt that … his fate … was broken!
If he were to look for a Dharmakaya cultivator who could see through his fate, he would find that all his life patterns were broken, and he looked like he was about to die!
This great Dharmakaya cultivator was about to die!
Roar!
At this critical moment, the roars of dragons and tigers rang out, and a huge figure rushed into the battlefield. With a sword in one hand and a seal in the other, it was Chung Shen-soo's Dragon-Tiger Dharmakaya!
He had come to work for the imperial court, but he did not need to put in too much effort. He was prepared to use the Dragon-Tiger Dharmakaya to deal with it.
But he did not expect that just as he saw Perfected Lord Taiping Guang Miao, this Perfected Lord would be slacking off like a great white shark, and was about to be beaten to death!
This Perfected Lord could not be blamed for being too weak, but the opponent was too strong. In other words, they were all peerless masters among the Dharmakaya!
Perfected Lord Taiping Guang Miao could fight a great battle against one of them, he could barely protect himself against two, but he would definitely die on the spot if there were three!
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