In front of He Yiming, the huge ball of light didn't explode. Although the light had indeed enveloped He Yiming when it came into contact with his body, it had only lasted for a moment.
Then, He Yiming stretched out his hand in this light, and the infinite light around him suddenly began to condense and converge on his palm.
In his hand, there was a ball of flickering light. This was the power of light, the purest power of light!
Franklyn's expression finally changed, and the high and mighty Divine Heart suffered an unprecedentedly strong impact. He roared, and his face flashed with a crazy color, "Heathen, you heathen, go to hell …"
Following his roar, the light around him condensed at an unparalleled speed.
Until now, he still could not believe it.
In this intense endless light, Franklyn's mind became absent-minded, and the scene in front of him underwent a strange change.
He seemed to see the sensation caused by an apprentice who had just joined the Temple hundreds of years ago when he first came into contact with the power of light.
The Body of Light had not appeared in the Temple for nearly a thousand years. And his appearance had already destined his future achievements and unparalleled lofty status.
After two hundred years of bitter cultivation, the original youth had grown into the ruler of the entire Temple, and he had reached the peak of humanity in the world of light. In contrast, in these two hundred years, he had also met the greatest opponent in his life, Garfield, who had the Body of Darkness.
In the West, the two major forces that represented light and darkness were tit for tat, but they restrained each other, and there had never been a super war that involved the entire Western world.
Perhaps this was the biggest reason why the Temple and the Dark Coalition could unify the entire Western world for thousands of years.
After advancing to the Ninth Celestial Layer, Franklyn and Garfield began to restrain themselves at the same time, and they began to research the Divine Path in their respective fields.
However, in the end, they only obtained one result, and that was the thousand-year-old Ice Island. Only by unraveling the legendary Ice Island's secret could the supreme Divine Path appear in front of them.
This was also the only possibility for the Western forces of light and darkness to join forces.
However, the trip to the southern border had shattered all of their beautiful dreams. All of their plans had been completely destroyed in the hands of a certain person.
That young man who had grown at an inconceivable rate actually possessed strength equivalent to the peak of the human dao. Moreover, in their final encounter, he had obtained a supra rank puppet with the power of the divine dao.
Franklin's expression changed, and he suddenly woke up from his absent-mindedness.
A drop of cold sweat slid down his back, and his heart was filled with coldness.
Vaguely, he seemed to understand that because he had grasped the power of light that exceeded his own limits, his rock-solid spirit had suffered an unprecedented impact, and there were already traces of cracks.
Hundreds of years of spiritual cultivation had actually gone down the drain at this moment.
He took in a deep breath and sensed the growing power of light around him. At that moment, he knew very well that the more power he possessed, the more his soul would be lost in it. However, as this power grew stronger and stronger, his body began to enjoy it more and more. Every inch of his skin and every drop of his blood thirsted for the illumination of the power of light. He was like a person who had taken a large amount of drugs. He clearly knew that the more he took, the closer he would be to death. However, at that moment, he was already beyond redemption.
After waking up from his trance, Franklyn's gaze had already become cold and emotionless again.
This was the gaze of a god. Apart from experts of the same level, everything else was the gaze of an ant.
In this gaze, all lives were worthless. As long as he was willing, he could purify everything at any time.
Finally, this cold gaze looked at He Yiming.
He still firmly believed that as long as there was enough power of light, he would definitely be able to purify He Yiming, who possessed the impure power of light.
This was his confidence, because no one understood the characteristics of the power of light better than him. This was the powerful confidence and experience that he had gained from cultivating the power of light for hundreds of years.
Franklyn stretched out his hand and gently pointed downwards. The powerful power of light that he had condensed just happened to touch the protruding spire of the tallest building.
In the center of the city, there was a magnificent building. Every inch of this building was made of the most precious and hard materials. Even if it encountered the impact of the power of heaven and earth and the power of light, it would not cause any damage to this place.
This was the shrine, the supreme shrine in the hearts of countless believers in the West.
At this moment, from the top of the temple, the towering spire, an incomparably huge beam of light shot out.
Under the stimulation of Franklyn's powerful power, the power of light that had accumulated in the shrine for tens of thousands of years finally erupted completely.
A pillar of light that was far thicker than a human body soared into the sky, and in an instant, it had already arrived in front of He Yiming. This light was like a huge wave in the sea, sweeping everything in front of it into the sea of light.
The smile on He Yiming's face grew wider. After this light appeared, he was finally sure. There was also a hidden sea of light here.
The sea of light in the Life and Death World was displayed in front of everyone, and this sea of light was hidden somewhere under the shrine.
The power of light had the characteristic of purifying everything except for the power of light.
However, this huge power could not pose any threat to He Yiming.
In the sea of light in the Life and Death World, he had already confirmed this point. Now, he was just confirming it again here.
A large amount of light flickered around him, and the powerful power of light had reached an indescribable level. However, when the light came to He Yiming's body, invaded his meridians, and entered his Dantian, it suddenly changed from an aggressive lion's roar to a gentle and lovely girl from a humble family.
He Yiming stretched out his hand. On his body, the power in his chaotic Dantian had been completely released.
Chaos was like the world before the creation of heaven and earth. All the power was contained in it.
Although the power of light was powerful, it was also a kind of chaos. Therefore, when the strong power of light came to He Yiming's body, it could not bring him any harm.
Slowly, this light turned from dazzling to gentle, allowing everyone to clearly see the situation in the light pillar.
He Yiming was calmly suspended in the light pillar. On his body, there was no Crown of Light, nor was there the Staff of Light. He had almost nothing on him.
However, standing in the light pillar, his body was filled with the powerful power of light. It was as if he had merged with the surrounding light, and there was no longer any distinction between them.
On both ends of the city, two powerhouses stood in the world of light at the same time. They looked at each other from a distance, and the whole city was shrouded in light.
The remaining believers on the ground widened their eyes. Their eyes were filled with intense fear and confusion. Why did the gods of light suddenly become as many as two? Could it be that the demon who came to crusade against His Highness the Pope was also an emissary of the God of Light?
When He Yiming stood steadily in the pillar of light, his body covered with beautiful and dazzling wings, the ill feelings of the people in the city towards him rapidly disappeared. The huge consciousness that seemed like it would condense at any time in the sky disappeared once again.
When the believers saw the battle between the two emissaries of light, they could not help but be confused.
Franklyn's face was pale. He finally understood that his research on the power of light was still insufficient. It turned out that the power of light could also accommodate the existence of other powers. However, he could not understand how He Yiming was able to do this.
An extremely strange thought surfaced in his mind. Could it be that he actually expelled the divine power of earth from his body?
This answer was too inconceivable, so after it flashed in his mind for a moment, he eliminated it without hesitation.
Standing in the light pillar, He Yiming allowed the powerful power of light to wash over his body. Under the protection of his chaotic Dantian, he allowed the divine power of light in his Dantian to absorb the power here to its heart's content. He lifted his feet and slowly walked forward in the air.
His target was Franklyn, who was shrouded in the power of light.
At this moment, he did not use his superhuman speed and strength. Instead, he walked toward the other Emissary of Light with the dazzling light on his body.
The enormous and oppressive aura gradually closed in, and a rare trace of panic appeared in Franklin's heart. He even had a trace of an ominous premonition. In today's battle, he was afraid that he would not be able to obtain the final victory.
The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.
He Yiming's gaze met with Franklyn's malicious eyes.
At this moment, they seemed to have communicated a lot, but also seemed to have just looked at each other.
Boundless power rippled from their bodies. This was a direct collision between the old and the new, as well as a collision between two different ways of using the power of light.
He Yiming took a step forward and arrived in front of Franklyn. The Pope did not dodge. He Yiming's Staff of Light pointed forward and collided with Franklyn's finger.
However, at this moment, He Yiming's other hand stretched out like lightning.
Franklyn only felt his wrist tighten. He Yiming had firmly grasped it.
Then, he heard a very familiar voice that seemed to have come from far away. "The power here isn't yours …"
A huge power was transmitted from his wrist. Although Franklyn had the same huge power of light, he suddenly realized that all the power of light he controlled could not pose any threat to the other party.
"Franklyn, go … to hell!"
A voice like muffled thunder resounded through the world at this moment! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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