After the previous disaster, the Western Divine Palace had completely recovered its vitality.
The whole city was thriving again, and the prestige and power of the Shrine of Light had risen to a new peak.
All this was because of the return of the False God realm expert Leo Porter and the birth of the Holy Dragon Knights, which allowed the faith of light to spread again.
However, at this time, the Shrine was shrouded in a faint layer of worry.
The higher-ups of the Shrine, who had reached the Venerable realm, all received the news that the Divine Dragon Elbra had fallen, and He Yiming, who had once caused a ruckus in front of the Shrine, had grown to an incomparably terrifying level. Even the combined might of the two Semi-Divinity realm experts of the Western Continent was unable to do anything to him.
Although this news didn't spread, all the Venerables who knew the truth were horrified. It was as if a heavy stone was pressing down on their hearts.
He Yiming, a name that was almost equivalent to a demon for the Shrine, had once again appeared in front of them like an abyss demon king, and this time, he was so powerful that he was invincible.
However, what made them feel a little relieved was that after about a month of being on guard, the legendary terrifying figure did not come to provoke them as Lord Leo Porter had expected. This made everyone feel a lot more at ease. Perhaps that great demon king would never appear in front of the Shrine.
At this point, even the most loyal people of the Shrine had no thoughts of revenge.
When a weak ant faced a strong ant, it might still have the courage to fight. However, when a weak ant met an elephant, its courage would burst like a worthless bubble.
Every day, countless ants were inadvertently trampled to death by large creatures, and these ants never thought of taking revenge.
This was the cruel reality. When people knew that the strength of the other party was not something they could resist, everyone would make the smartest and most correct choice.
However, some things would not change according to their wishes. Those that should come would still come.
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White clouds slowly drifted across the sky.
However, in the Shrine below, no one noticed that the demon that they feared the most was actually hiding in one of the white clouds.
He Yiming gently parted the clouds a little, and looked down with a slight frown.
After successfully forging the divine artifact Fata Morgana, they came here as fast as they could.
However, when they were about to reach the Shrine, He Yiming and the others hid their whereabouts.
They naturally wouldn't fear the Western Divine Hall. However, their goal this time wasn't to destroy the entire Divine Hall, but to kill Leo Potter.
If the veteran Semi-Divinity realm expert were to escape, He Yiming would be wary of the Hall of Gods, and he would not dare to make a move against the Hall of Gods.
There was a tacit agreement among the Gods of the East and West..
They could not attack a sect with a God realm expert..
As long as there was a God realm expert in a sect, even if it was just a Nihility God realm expert, the sect would be as stable as Mount Tai, and few people would dare to provoke it.
Therefore, before Leo Porter, Edwin, and the masked man died, He Yiming would never do anything too excessive.
After all, some rules could not be broken. Otherwise, once they lost the ability to restrain, the whole world would fall into chaos.
This was something that no God realm expert wanted to see.
At this moment, through the clouds, He Yiming carefully searched for a moment, and then shook his head with a bitter smile. "I can't find Leo Porter, and I can't sense his presence. Did that guy not return to the Shrine? "
108 was beside him, and said in a calm tone, "There is more than a 70% chance that he is hiding here, but there is also a 30% chance that he went to the Island of God."
He Yiming pondered for a moment, and then shook his head slightly. "After all, he is a False God realm expert, and he has his own dignity. Unless he has no other choice, he will not go to the Island of God to ask for help. " At this point, his eyes flashed, and he said, "As long as I don't attack the Shrine, he will definitely not do such a thing."
108 thought seriously, and said, "Maybe you are right. Human emotions are really too complicated, and I can't take these things into consideration."
He Yiming chuckled, but then his expression became helpless.
"Leo Porter's concealment technique is very strong, and I can't find his whereabouts. Brother Bai, what about you?" He asked with a glimmer of hope.
108 shook his head and said, "I can't find his whereabouts either."
He Yiming sighed softly, and rubbed his hands together. In the center of his palms, a strange light faintly flickered.
Although he had successfully forged the divine artifact, he had lost the chance to use it.
If he faced an ordinary enemy, with his cultivation, he could easily deal with them, and there was no need to use this newly forged transcendent divine artifact.
"Brother Bai, let's think of a way." He Yiming said without thinking, "We need to lure Leo Porter out, but we can't cause too many casualties to the Shrine."
Baozhu and White Horse Lightning widened their eyes. They could understand He Yiming's feelings.
Everyone had family and friends, descendants and successors, and they all had weaknesses that belonged to them. So when facing powers that possessed experts in the Divine Dao, they were all careful and didn't dare kill indiscriminately without the slightest scruple.
Otherwise, the opponent would definitely retaliate in the same way.
108's eyes lit up. This was a characteristic when he was calculating at a high level. After a while, his eyes returned to normal, and he said, "That's easy."
"Easy to handle?" He Yiming and the other two simultaneously revealed a trace of suspicion in their eyes.
"Leo Porter is afraid of you." 108 said seriously, "If a divine expert comes out to make trouble for the Shrine, and this divine expert has nothing to do with you, then Leo Porter will definitely come out."
He Yiming glanced at Baozhu and White Horse Lightning, and then shook his head.
The strength of these two divine beasts was definitely enough, but their images had long been known to the world. As soon as he saw them, Leo Porter would be able to guess that he had also come here. When that time comes, it would be strange if he was still willing to show up.
108 seemed to see He Yiming's doubts, and said, "I have a way …"
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In the distant sky, a small black dot suddenly flew over.
When this black dot gradually grew bigger, the whole city began to boil.
Because everyone could see clearly that this small black dot was a divine dragon, and it was the king of the Western Dragon Clan, the Golden Divine Dragon.
It flapped its huge wings and flew slowly in the sky. Although its speed was not fast, it was flying in the direction of the Shrine.
The people in the city raised their hands high and praised the divine dragon from the bottom of their hearts.
The humans in the West feared the powerful dragon clan from the bottom of their hearts, but it was also because of this bone-deep fear that they had blind worship of the dragon clan.
This enthusiasm reached its peak after the appearance of the Holy Dragon Knight.
At this time, seeing the second divine dragon in the sky above the Shrine, all the Westerners who saw this scene opened their throats and cheered enthusiastically at the divine dragon in the sky.
However, what they did not expect was that the divine dragon floating in the air did not seem to understand their meaning, but instead took their cheers as a provocation. Therefore, the Divine Dragon lowered its head, opened its huge mouth, and let out a deep roar that sounded like a thunderclap.
"Roar …"
The rough and powerful dragon roar resounded through the world at this moment, and even suppressed the shouts of countless people.
Time seemed to have paused for a moment at this moment, and then the whole city became extremely lively.
The divine dragon's roar was filled with great anger. Although no one could understand what it was saying, its undisguised anger was enough to scare everyone to the ground.
The Golden Divine Dragon's roar did not stop. Instead, it became more and more intense.
It opened its mouth again and let out a roar that resounded through the world. This roar was very different from the previous one.
If the previous roar was merely an expression of its anger, then the current roar was filled with immense power.
Invisible power waves erupted from the divine dragon's mouth, forming visible ripples in the void. Within the range of this sound wave attack, there were countless heart-wrenching screams and rumbling sounds of houses collapsing.
The dragon's roar contained a powerful sound wave attack, which was also quite rare among the Divine Dragon Royal Clan.
The sound wave attack was even more terrifying than the Divine Dragon's breath, and the damage it caused was also much greater.
Fortunately, the divine dragon was still restrained and did not hysterically release a fatal sound wave attack, so those people only felt a splitting headache and screamed desperately.
If the divine dragon really exerted the power of the sound wave attack to the limit, then the city below would instantly become a dead city.
This was the power of the Divine Beast Royal Clan, which was far more incredible than the breath of an ordinary dragon.
Suddenly, a huge streak of light shone from the depths of the divine hall. Afterwards, the light rapidly expanded, enveloping the entire city in the blink of an eye.
This was the power of light. The divine power of light that the temple had absorbed and gathered for tens of thousands of years once again filled the sky above the temple. (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com, support the author, support the original reading!)
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