The white horse's thunderous neigh immediately spread throughout the entire city. After its Lightning Power defeated the terrifying combination of Will, even this top Holy Beast could not hide its wild joy. Of course, it was able to achieve such a result because it possessed more than half of the Thunder Pulse Beads. If not, it would definitely not be able to cause such a change in the world, let alone gather such an unbelievably powerful super power.
At this moment, the white horse stood proudly in the sky. Under the dark clouds, although there was still lightning, thunder, and rain, all the light gathered on the white horse's body at this moment.
The huge lightning that exploded from the ground lit up the entire city as if it was daytime. And in the sky, where the lightning flashed, was the incomparably handsome Unicorn Dragon Horse.
He Yiming took a deep breath and let the fresh air flow into his chest and abdomen.
He had already discovered that the moment the Lightning broke through the Will Seal and smashed into the ground, the Will Seal in the sky above the city suddenly became a lot thinner. Although it was still incomparably powerful, it had already lost its initial sharpness.
When the Will Seal of countless people was triggered by some kind of power and worked hard in one direction, the power that erupted could almost compete with the Might of the Heavens and Earth.
Even the Greatest Lightning condensed by the white horse was in a deadlock with the Will Seal.
The two sides were like two gladiators. No matter which side obtained the final victory, it would be a great victory because the loser would not be able to gather such a powerful force a second time to continue fighting against the winner.
Fortunately, the Might of the Heavens and Earth condensed by the white horse's Thunder Pulse Beads had the last laugh. The rolling lightning completely displayed the power of the Divine Weapon.
The Divine Path was indeed not something that the Human Path could contend against. Even if it gathered the power of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people and used a special method to bring out the potential of these people, it was still not enough.
At this moment, the White Horse Lightning had obtained a perfect victory. It was like a high and mighty deity, looking down at the city below it. The power of heaven and earth that it triggered caused the city to tremble under its feet. Countless scattered lightning bolts appeared in the sky once again and charged down without any pattern.
Just as He Yiming expected, after the first failure, even these independent Lightning Forces could easily break through the obstruction in the sky and attack the city as they wished.
As the Lightning continued to descend, countless strange powers appeared within the city at an extremely fast speed.
Not far away from them, the Blood Condensation Supreme Dao Immortal suddenly rose into the air. He controlled the body of the Yu family Patriarch and soared into the sky like a White Horse Lightning.
He Yiming looked over in astonishment. He hadn't given any orders to the blood condensation figure of the divine dao. Instead, he had done this on his own initiative.
Using the will in his mind, He Yiming asked his own question. However, the answer he received was abnormally straightforward.
It was a desire. A desire for power was transmitted into He Yiming's mind through the blood condensation figure of the divine dao.
This desire had already become an instinct of the blood condensation figure of the divine dao. Moreover, it was an instinct that they had to do whatever it took.
He Yiming's body trembled slightly, frightened by this intense emotion. In the past, he had always thought that the blood condensation figure of the divine dao was like a wooden person. They would only move after being plucked. If they didn't receive any orders, they wouldn't care about anything unless their lives were threatened.
However, now it seemed that he had still made a mistake. The blood condensation figure was definitely not something that simple.
Just like now, the blood condensation figure of the divine dao flying in the air stretched out his hands calmly. A strand of scarlet red thread spread out from his hands.
He Yiming's expression changed slightly. He said softly, "Blood condensation strands?"
Shaking his head, He Yiming immediately cast this thought aside. This was definitely not blood condensation strands, but the tremendous special power that came from the blood condensation figure's body. Compared to the blood condensation strands of the Divine Soldier that Hao Xue had tempered a thousand times in the past, this strand of power was much more fragile.
However, in the hands of the blood condensation figure of the divine dao, these strands of blood released inconceivable power.
With the blood condensation figure of the divine dao as the center, they spread out towards the endless horizon. In just a short moment, these strands of blood had already formed a huge network in the sky. Moreover, these strands of blood even cautiously drew closer to those powerful wills.
Suddenly, countless strands of blood condensed into a ball in an instant. They turned into a giant blood-colored python that danced in the air. It opened its huge mouth, revealing venomous fangs, and viciously bit at those wills.
He Yiming sucked in a mouthful of cold air. He had personally witnessed the strength of these Spiritual Force. Even the power of Lightning that the white horse had condensed with the power of the world could contend against them. At this moment, the blood condensation figure of the divine dao did not condense the power of the world. He only relied on his own blood power to attack. No matter how one looked at it, it seemed to be too reckless.
The strength of a single person was always limited. Even if it was a powerful Supreme Dao expert, without using the power of heaven and earth, how could he fight against such a huge amount of willpower that was condensed by hundreds of thousands of people …
At this moment, He Yiming even suspected that the blood condensation figure of the divine dao had gone mad.
However, the result was already revealed in the next moment. Furthermore, it shocked He Yiming greatly.
The blood-colored power that had taken the form of a giant python was actually not defeated by the powerful wills. Instead, it forcefully bit off a piece of the enormous wills.
He Yiming's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw the thin mist in the python's mouth.
Then, the blood-colored python raised its neck and swallowed the piece of willpower into its stomach.
When he looked at the blood condensation figure of the divine dao, his eyes were completely scarlet. The blood-red hue flickered like glass. After his python devoured the wills, a powerful black mist actually rose from his body.
At this moment, countless bizarre images appeared in He Yiming's mind.
He seemed to see countless people sitting in a spacious hall. They faced the center of the city, bowing their heads and kneeling. They drew strange patterns with their hands as they chanted loudly.
Outside the room, although thunder and lightning intersected, dark clouds covered the sky, and heavy rain poured down, as if the end of the world had arrived, in this hall, there was still not the slightest bit of panic. Everyone had an extremely intense aura of fanaticism.
The aura seemed to be contagious as everyone was fully immersed in the atmosphere.
He Yiming vaguely understood that it must be the atmosphere that was close to madness that allowed these people to successfully stimulate their wills in such a specific environment and form a whole. However, He Yiming was only able to see this point. As for how they did it, he still had no idea.
The images in front of him flashed, and the images were completely shattered. Subsequently, many similar images were continuously transmitted from the blood condensation figure's wills. The number of devout chanters in those images varied, but they were basically the same. Even if the outside world was turned upside down, the inside seemed to be a world of its own, and it was not disturbed too much. Moreover, what surprised He Yiming even more was that the crazy atmosphere became more intense as the Lightning raged and the blood-red python kept devouring wills.
It was like a huge spring that was withstanding a huge pressure, but when the pressure reached a certain limit, the spring would rebound. The power of the rebound would be several times greater than the huge pressure.
"Rumble …"
The lightning in the sky continued to strike down. Wherever the lightning and thunder passed, all the houses collapsed. The residents inside were all buried under the rubble.
The crimson net that covered the sky was constantly waving in front of the collapsed houses, as if it was restraining and absorbing some kind of mysterious power. As the power grew stronger, the black mist around the blood condensation figure became denser.
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He Yiming took a deep breath as a place surged in his mind.
The Crying Ghost Ridge …
The Crying Ghost Ridge that occupied an extremely important position in both the Eastern and Western Great Plains had actually appeared in the sky above the Western Shrine.
He had a feeling that if the situation didn't change and the White Horse Lightning and the blood condensation figure were allowed to nibble away at the city, then the Western Shrine would disappear forever and be replaced by another Crying Ghost Ridge without dragons and serpents.
Another Crying Ghost Ridge would be created with the lives of millions of people and countless creatures in the city.
He Yiming's heart was slightly absent-minded, and his body faintly felt a dense chill. Although He Yiming didn't make a move to stop it, his heart was beating up and down.
He only wanted Franklyn's life, but His Majesty the Pope tied his life to the entire city.
Everyone in the city was so fanatical that they seemed to have become Franklyn's spiritual slaves. They were slaves that didn't have any opinions of their own like the blood condensation figures.
Then, was it appropriate for the entire city to be buried with Franklyn?
He Yiming lowered his head and looked at his hands silently.
Although he didn't do it himself, he seemed to see a faint red color appear on his hands.
It was the power of blood. His heart seemed to lean towards the power of blood in this hellish scene.
However, at this moment, he heard a voice from the depths of the darkness that seemed to come from beyond the Nine Hells.
"God said, let there be light …" (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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