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Chapter 903

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The Western world was indeed very different from the East. Whether it was the geographical features or the appearance and words of the people, they were all very different.

If one came here with a relaxed mood, one could definitely open one's heart and feel the strange atmosphere of a foreign country. But He Yiming was not in the mood for this at all.

Since setting foot on land, He Yiming could faintly feel that Franklyn's body was full of a strong aura.

This aura was not a deliberate provocation, but a determination that he had made up his mind.

Although the two sides had not really met face to face, when martial arts cultivation reached their level, they could already sense each other's thoughts from the aura released by each other.

Franklyn was definitely the kind of top figure in the West who meant what he said.

He had presided over the Temple for hundreds of years, and with one command, the whole Western world would tremble. During this one month, he had been hiding in the east of the boundless sea for a long time. However, He Yiming and the others were still like maggots attached to bones behind him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake them off.

This result finally completely angered His Highness the Pope of the Temple. No one knew what he was thinking, but he actually released an extremely strong fighting will.

However, His Highness the Pope was not a fool after all. He did not recklessly fight He Yiming and the others on the sea.

After all, if he wanted to fight He Yiming and the others with his own strength, it would definitely be a situation of death, so he chose the most suitable duel battlefield for himself.

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The white light drew a straight line on the ground, and in the sky, two top experts who looked like wooden figures also followed the white horse forward. Their speed was not very fast. Finally, in the midst of a shout, He Yiming gently clamped his legs, and the White Horse Lightning suddenly stopped.

The two people in the sky immediately landed and quietly stopped beside He Yiming.

This was a plain, but there were not many fields that were really developed. There was absolutely no problem in using the term 'vast land but sparsely populated' here. Therefore, after their group came here, they did not cause any disturbances or trouble.

However, looking up into the distance, He Yiming's face was unprecedentedly solemn.

Apart from 108 people, even the Blood Condensation Divine Dao Puppet Divine Dao Puppet Divine Dao Puppet Divine Dao Puppet Divine Dao Puppet Divine Dao Puppet Divine Dao Puppet Divine Dao Puppet Divine Dao Puppet was staring in one direction.

In the beginning, this pressure was not very obvious, but the closer they got to the front, the more they could feel the power of this pressure.

Moreover, He Yiming faintly discovered that the Blood Condensation Divine Dao cultivator seemed to faintly feel a strong sense of fear when facing this pressure.

A pressure that could make a puppet who had surpassed the peak of humanity feel fear …

As soon as he thought of this, He Yiming's originally abundant confidence in his heart was greatly reduced.

He let out a long breath and said with a wry smile, "What a powerful pressure. Is this the true power of the world of light?"

No one answered him. Baozhu and the white horse looked at each other. The two top sacred beasts' eyes also flashed with a hint of hesitation.

The white horse suddenly neighed softly. Its beautiful big eyes flashed as if it was communicating with He Yiming.

After a long while, He Yiming shook his head slightly and said, "We've already formed a grudge with the west. Now that Garfield is dead, the power of light will definitely completely suppress the power of darkness. This is not good news for the eastern world." He paused for a moment and said, "Franklyn is an unscrupulous person. Even if I let him go today, he might not let me go in the future."

The last sentence that came out of He Yiming's mouth was his true thoughts.

Not only did the Temple's Pope have a powerful strength at the peak of humanity, but most importantly, he did not hesitate to pull his companion out to block the disaster at the critical moment of life and death.

Although he and Garfield had fought for hundreds of years in the west, they fought side by side against the enemy at that time. With his identity as the inheritor of the power of light, he had actually done such a thing. This indeed caused He Yiming to feel a chill in his heart.

If such a person stayed, He Yiming would definitely not be able to eat or sleep in peace.

Therefore, even if he did not have any information about Garfield, he would definitely not let this person go easily.

White Horse Lightning neighed softly. It had already expressed its opinion. Since He Yiming did not accept it, it did not insist anymore.

Although the pressure coming from the front was immense, White Horse Lightning was very confident. Even if it could not win, it could definitely escape from this place.

He Yiming gently stroked the white horse's neck and said in a deep voice, "Brother Jin once said that in every huge sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, there will be a powerful force guarding it. If I'm not wrong, the Western Temple should be up ahead. "

"500 kilometers." 108, who had been silent all this while, suddenly spoke.

He Yiming was slightly startled. He asked in return, "What did you say?"

"There's a city 500 kilometers away. If I'm not wrong, the energy is being released from that city," 108 said calmly.

He Yiming's face changed. This time, he was really shocked.

In actual fact, he had seen many supreme sects, such as the Heavenly Lake's main peak, the Great Divine Wind Palace, the Blessed Enclave, and the Southern Border's Colored Glaze Island.

In these sects, there were top-notch forces guarding them.

Despite that, regardless of which sect it was, although their ultimate powers were immense, they kept a low profile and did not release all of their powers.

Not to mention 500 kilometers away, even when they were inside the Heaven-Reaching Pagoda and the 10,000 Trees Valley, they did not feel such an intense pressure.

On the other hand, the Western Temple was completely different. They were 500 kilometers away from the temple, but they could clearly feel the mighty power coming from there.

The East and the West were indeed two different worlds. The East was particular about being reserved. Even if the best thing was placed in front of one's eyes, one would not be able to see through it without considerable experience. On the other hand, the people of the West placed their greatest things in the open. They were like lions baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, displaying their powers without holding back.

Needless to say, in terms of strength, the East was not inferior to the top powers of the West.

Whether it was the 10,000-year-old ancient tree in the Blessed Enclave or the 10,000-meters-tall volcanic crater on the Colored Glaze Island, they all ruled over hundreds of kilometers underground. If their powers were released, they would not be inferior to the temple's power at all.

However, He Yiming smiled bitterly. Since the Western Temple had such a power protecting it, how could he defeat it?

He Yiming patted the horse's back gently and said loudly, "We'll cross that bridge when we get there. Let's go and take a look. If we really can't do anything, then we'll go and experience it."

He glanced at the Supreme Dao Blood-condensation cultivator from the corner of his eyes. Although there was a Supreme Dao Blood-condensation cultivator by his side, it was still not enough to destroy an existence like the 10,000-year-old ancient tree.

If there was an inexhaustible amount of Heaven and Earth's power in this world, then the Supreme Dao Blood-condensation cultivator could give it a try. However, it was obviously not possible at this time.

The white horse was still very fast, and the distance of 500 kilometers was nothing in their eyes.

However, the further they went, the more solemn their faces became. The power in the distance was extremely powerful. The stronger the cultivator, the more they could feel the power contained in the power.

In the end, even He Yiming had the thought of giving up in his heart.

At this point, he realized the intentions of these Westerners. They clearly displayed such a powerful power. Anyone who wanted to provoke them would definitely reconsider their choice after feeling this power.

It could be said that as long as this power existed, their troubles would most likely be resolved.

However, by displaying the power in the open, while giving people a strong deterrent, it also gave people a chance to crack it.

Although the power of light was powerful, there were still other forces in this world that could contend with it. Just like He Yiming and the others at this moment, when they felt the oppression of this power, they were also considering how to deal with and resolve it.

The East and the West had different ways of dealing with things, and the impact and effect were also very different. But as for which one was better, it was a matter of opinion.

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In front of them, the huge city finally appeared on the horizon.

This was a magnificent city. Whether it was in terms of scale or the density of the buildings, it could be called one of the greatest cities on the continent.

In He Yiming's memory, only the Grand Divine Wind Palace and the central capital of the continent could be compared to it.

From afar, He Yiming could already feel that there was a strong atmosphere of unease over the city. This was a kind of hostility, so strong that it could almost condense into a physical attack.

In his perception, this city seemed to be a huge whole, and this whole whole was giving them the most serious warning.

This city did not welcome their arrival.

Looking ahead, He Yiming's gaze gradually became serious. It was the first time he had encountered such a strange feeling.

The hostility of a city, such a feeling had never been felt even in a sect city like the Grand Divine Wind Palace.

For a moment, He Yiming felt a deep chill in his heart. In his eyes, this city was like a huge creeping monster, opening its bloody mouth wide, waiting for the enemy to enter!

PS: He Yiming's chaotic dantian's real power is about to come ^ _ ^

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