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Chapter 907

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In the sky, huge flashes of lightning kept lighting up, and the deafening roar was endless. The whole world seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, as if it would collapse at any time.

However, just as everything was heading towards the end of the world. A voice came from the very center of the city.

It was like the first ray of light at dawn that cut through the darkest world, causing all the doomsday scenes to stop at this moment.

Everything in the air froze.

The zigzagging lightning in the sky suddenly stopped, and the bloody net and giant python that represented the pinnacle of power in the darkness in the city froze.

It was as if they were suddenly hit by the legendary Fixed Body Technique, and all their power was restrained.

A ray of light rose from the tallest building. He Yiming looked up in horror, and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure in this ray of light.

Franklyn, the person with the highest authority in the Temple, wore a golden crown on his head. This crown emitted a dazzling halo that seemed to float up and down. On his body, the magical robe rolled like waves, and rays of light began to spread from his robe, and gradually spread.

In his hand, he slowly raised the Radiant Staff. This small and short wooden staff seemed to weigh ten thousand pounds at this moment.

When the power of light began to spread, everything in the world underwent a wonderful change.

The ordinary people below seemed to have sensed this magical and subtle change, and their chanting became more and more intense and devout, and the huge power that filled the space became more and more incredible.

As the Radiant Staff in Franklyn's hand rose higher and higher, the pressure on the dark clouds in the sky also became greater and greater.

Finally, when the Radiant Staff was raised high, and formed a straight line with the crown on his head, an unstoppable ray of light suddenly shot out from the top of the staff, flying towards the dark clouds.

All the sound disappeared at this moment, and the whole world fell into an absolute silence.

The rumbling thunder was still there, but it could not travel through the air. The collapsed house was still there, but there was no sound. Everything in the world seemed to have been absorbed by the rising beam of light, and even the fluctuations in the air seemed to have stopped.

Finally, this ray of light reached the thick layer of clouds.

It was as if the sun had melted snow, as if the fire had melted ice. The dark clouds there suddenly cracked and melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The strong sunlight shone down from the sky, and merged with the ray of light, and spread to the whole city at an extremely fast speed.

Under the illumination of the sun, the dark clouds had no ability to resist at all, and were quickly torn apart, and disappeared without a trace.

The red net that filled the sky above the city and the body of the blood-colored python suddenly emitted a loud hissing sound, and under the illumination of the sun, they turned into wisps of blood-colored mist, and then disappeared without a trace.

Purification. This was the strongest power of light. It repelled all foreign energy and purified all dark energy.

In the world of absolute light, no power could be mixed in.

The White Horse Lightning let out a long and frightened neigh, and no longer dared to stand proudly in the air. Instead, it fled back as if it was flying. Fourteen streaks of lightning flew out of the remaining dark clouds, and were the fourteen Thunder Pulse Pearls that the white horse turned into.

After these Thunder Pulse Pearls flew out of the clouds, they immediately came to the head of the white horse, and formed a large circle. The flickering power of Lightning enveloped He Yiming and the others.

In contrast, the blood condensing divine dao figure was in an extremely sorry state.

The black mist that he had gathered with great difficulty around him was immediately evaporated under the illumination of the sun, and the blood condensing divine dao figure let out a mournful cry. This cry was extremely loud, and spread to every corner of the city.

However, His Majesty the Pope, who was in the light, paid no attention to it. His gaze did not even glance in this direction.

He raised his head high, and his body was enveloped by the power of light. He was light, the most powerful power in the world.

The Pope's contempt seemed to have provoked the blood condensing divine dao figure, and it caused this fellow who only acted on instinct to completely erupt.

He raised his arm, and the boundless power of heaven and earth that filled the sky instantly began to gather toward him.

The power of heaven and earth above the city was extremely powerful, and it was much denser than the power of heaven and earth above the sea.

This was not only because of the temple, but also because of the White Horse Lightning and Franklyn's contributions.

When the two of them appeared, the power they used was extremely powerful, and with the scale of their power, it was very easy for them to absorb more power of heaven and earth for others to squander.

At this moment, not only did the power of heaven and earth not decrease, but it became even more powerful.

Of course, in order to squander the power of heaven and earth, one had to possess great strength.

Even He Yiming, Franklyn, and Gimo Fanshu, who stood at the peak of humanity, could use a little of the power of god, but it was absolutely impossible for them to control the power of heaven and earth.

Controlling the world was definitely not something that could be done with just a little bit of the power of god.

Only those in the divine dao could truly control the world. Among them, apart from the White Horse Lightning who had the great achievement of using more than half of the Thunder Pulse Pearls to absorb the power of heaven and earth, only the blood condensing divine dao figures could truly use the power of heaven and earth.

Tremendous power instantly condensed around the blood condensing divine dao figure. He raised his head, and the incomparable power of heaven and earth turned into his power, and he swung it at His Majesty the Pope in front of him.

It was like a huge scythe, and the huge blade that could reap lives instantly arrived outside the light.

The tremendous power that pervaded heaven and earth condensed at this moment, releasing an unimaginable amount of power. This power was even stronger than the power of the divine dao that could split mountains and seas in the sea.

However, at this moment, Franklyn in the light did something that no one dared to believe.

He actually raised the Staff of Light again, and the power of light suddenly erupted from the tip of the staff, spreading out against the boundless power of heaven and earth.

Two indescribable forces collided fiercely just like that.

A huge explosion came from the sky. The sound was earth-shattering, as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. It filled every corner of the city.

Everyone who heard the sound stiffened, and their minds buzzed. Those with weaker constitutions even fainted on the spot.

The power of thought that pervaded the city immediately weakened a lot, but what surprised He Yiming was that at this point, it seemed that the power of thought could no longer have any additional effect on the power of light that enveloped the whole world.

Franklyn, who was shrouded in light from head to toe, did not even bat an eyelid.

The powerful force spread out in all directions like a strong wind, and countless buildings collapsed like dust. The whole earth began to shake, and countless spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground, spreading out in all directions.

The aftermath of the great earthquake and the collision between the power of heaven and earth and the power of light was that a small part of the city was reduced to ruins by the two forces.

In contrast, the disaster caused by the huge Lightning couldn't be compared at all.

When the ground gradually calmed down, the blood condensing divine dao figure flashed with light, and suddenly descended, and hid under the cover of the Lightning.

All the power of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred kilometers was squandered at this moment.

However, He Yiming found it hard to believe that Franklyn still possessed unparalleled power of light as he hovered in the air.

After resisting the impact of the tremendous power of heaven and earth, the power of light around him was still powerful, as if it was boundless and endless.

He Yiming stared firmly at the crown on his head. He could sense that the power of light originated from the city, and it was this golden crown that had transformed the power of light in the city.

Faintly, He Yiming seemed to have a flash of inspiration. He seemed to have grasped that fleeting thought, and countless ideas emerged in his mind.

The power of light that Franklyn released was not his own power, nor was it the power of heaven and earth used by the blood condensing divine dao figure.

Even with the Radiant Crown and the Radiant Staff, Franklyn was unable to control the tremendous power of heaven and earth.

However, the source of the power of light was in this city. This power had existed for countless years, just like the divine tree that had existed for tens of thousands of years in the Blessed Enclave, and just like the volcanic crater on Colored Glaze Island. The power there had also been accumulated for countless years to reach such a scale.

In this world where the power of heaven and earth was thin, only the source of power that had been condensed for countless years had the capital to be squandered at will.

Therefore, Franklyn, who had obtained the right to control the power of light in the entire city, could ignore the invasion of the power of heaven and earth. After resisting this round of power of heaven and earth, he still had the same powerful power.

As long as the power of light did not dissipate, Franklyn would be an invincible existence here, unless the accumulation of countless years was exhausted.

He Yiming retracted his gaze, and recalled the sea of light when he left the Life and Death Realm that day.

Finally, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and his body slowly rose into the air. He left the protection of the White Horse Lightning and came to the sky, looking at the powerful god-like Franklyn from afar …

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