"Do you know what you're doing?"
The voice seeped out from the Pope's lips. It was no longer like the sound of water from before, so cold and bone-chilling.
Chen Changsheng looked into his eyes and solemnly said, "I know very well what I'm doing."
He appeared very calm, but he was actually very nervous. The hand gripping the armrest of the wheelchair was faintly trembling, and even the blood on his face seemed to have faded from his emotions.
He had not used the Blazing Sword. He had controlled his true essence to a certain extent so that the true blood would not seep out of his body too quickly.
But the Pope was one of the world's supreme experts. At such a close distance, he could naturally smell the scent of his blood.
The sea of stars in the Pope's eyes had already become a raging river of stars.
Chen Changsheng was taking a risk, a risk to his life, a risk that even exceeded this level of danger.
He was doing it on purpose.
It was impossible to know his master's intentions. His martial uncle the Pope was his most important elder in the world, but also the person he could least trust.
The Pope had said earlier that Archbishop Mei Lisha had no ill will towards him, but what about him?
He had to clearly know what the Pope's attitude towards him was, whether he had good or bad will towards him.
If the Pope harbored evil intentions towards him, then the greatest benefit he could obtain from him was to eat him.
This sort of temptation and desire was far more important than the imperial throne, far more important than power.
Just what would the Pope do?
He calmly gazed at the raging river of stars in the Pope's eyes. His nervousness gradually dissipated, leaving behind only calm, true calm.
The Pope gazed at him, the raging river of stars in his eyes growing more and more terrifying, like it could swallow up the entire world at any moment.
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Xu Yourong stood in the light, calmly gazing at the mural on the wall. She raised her head, but not looked up.
This mural depicted the Twelve Sages. These Twelve Sages were not all Saints, but they had played extremely important roles in the history of the Orthodoxy, their statuses even higher than the Saints.
It was said that this stone wall, several dozen zhang high, and the materials used to paint it, had been mixed with fragments of Heavenstone. As long as there was a single source of light from the outside world, it could produce an infinite radiance.
So whether it was day or night, this place would always be so bright and solemn.
Suddenly, the light in the hall grew even brighter, even somewhat dazzling.
Xu Yourong slightly narrowed her eyes, her beautiful eyes like willow leaves, but also like the edge of a sword.
She felt the violent energy in the light and opened her arms.
With two light claps, the Tong Bow was gripped in her left hand and the temple sword in her right.
Whoosh!
A pair of pure white wings unfurled behind her, slowly fluttering.
Other than the 12 Sages, there were also many saints and Oracles.
The Divine Emissary at the highest point had an indifferent expression, but his eyes were extremely tyrannical, as if he couldn't wait to devour all life in front of him.
The messenger of God was destroyed.
Looking at the Oracle in the mural, Xu Yourong's expression was calm.
After standing in the [Light Palace] for a period of time, she had not completely recovered from the injuries in her body, nor had she recovered her true yuan and Holy Light. But she was already prepared for battle.
She had already forcefully raised her cultivation to its peak. The Tong Bow was on her left, the temple sword on her right, and her wings were flying.
If the battle truly began, she would burn her Heavenly Phoenix True Blood at all costs.
Although she still had not reached Star Condensation, in her current state, even if Guan Bai used his strongest Heavenly Dao Sword, he would still not necessarily be a match for her.
But in this battle, her opponent was not Guan Bai, nor was it the Divine Emissary in charge of destruction in the murals, but the old man behind the murals.
That old man was the supreme expert of this world.
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Separated from the Great Hall of Light by a single wall.
The Pope stood in front of his wheelchair, gazing at Chen Changsheng, the rivers of stars violently surging in his eyes. The expression on his face was abnormally indifferent, like that of a heartless and ignorant god.
Chen Changsheng knew that this was the most crucial moment, so his mind actually relaxed.
The truth was hidden behind the darkness. With his intelligence, he could not clearly see it, so he chose to use the crudest method to tear apart the curtain of night, even if it was only a corner.
Suddenly, the sound of water stopped.
Previously, clear water had been incessantly falling from the wooden ladle suspended in the air into the Green Leaf in the basin.
Chen Changsheng had seen the Pope water the Green Leaf several times before, so he knew that the water in that wooden ladle was seemingly endless.
But today, the water in that wooden ladle seemed to be empty.
The moment the sound of water stopped, the Pope's body slightly trembled. Those marks of starlight that had fallen on his hemp clothes, like incomprehensible runes, had also become deformed and somewhat indistinct.
In that instant, the raging rivers of stars in the depths of the Pope's eyes also froze for a moment.
The wind lightly ruffled the Green Leaf and the starlight illuminated the night sky. How many truths of history were hidden in his aged wrinkles, gradually deepening …
The Pope closed his eyes.
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Daoist Siyuan, several cardinals, and even more priests of the Li Palace were currently outside the Great Hall of Light.
They had already sensed the abnormality within the hall, especially the violent energy seeping out of the rays of light, which made their hearts tremble in fear.
In this sacred radiance, they could faintly make out a pair of pure white wings unfurling from Xu Yourong's back. To be able to personally witness the advancement and awakening of the legendary Heavenly Phoenix bloodline should have been an extremely shocking matter, but at this moment, they found it impossible to experience this sort of feeling, because they knew that something major was about to happen.
Daoist Siyuan could no longer remain where he was. His face cold, he charged into the myriad rays of light in the hall.
As a Prefect of the Orthodoxy, he possessed the supreme strength of a peak Star Condensation cultivator, only half a step from the Divine Domain. Those rays of light suffused with violent energy could not stop his steps.
But when he reached the depths of the hall, he did not know what he should do.
He vaguely knew that something major was about to happen, but he did not know what it was.
Her pure white wings slowly flapped. Xu Yourong's left hand gripped her bow and her right hand gripped her sword. Her calm expression concealed the solemnity of facing a great foe, but in the end, she did nothing.
Daoist Siyuan could not possibly strike first in this sort of situation. It must be known that Xu Yourong was the Holy Maiden of the south, possessing the same status in the Orthodoxy as the Pope. If he struck first without asking the reason, it would be the greatest disrespect, even the most heinous of crimes.
Xu Yourong truly did nothing. She only quietly gazed at the mural on the stone wall.
She could clearly sense that although the light seeping out of the mural was still blazing, that violent feeling was gradually returning to silence.
She quietly gazed at the mural, and the people in the mural also quietly gazed back at her.
Besides the God of Destruction's Emissary and the Saints in the clouds, there were also the Twelve Sages standing on the ground, pitying the suffering of the common people.
The eyes of those Sages were clear and bright, their expressions gentle and benevolent.
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The Pope opened his eyes. The violent river of stars in the depths of his eyes had already vanished, and the vast sea of stars could no longer be seen. His eyes were clear and bright.
His eyes were so clear and bright, his expression so gentle and compassionate.
He turned and walked to the Green Leaf in the basin. He took the wooden ladle from the air, scooped some water from the pool, and poured it into the basin.
The Green Leaf, which had turned somewhat yellow from the violent Qi, instantly regained a threatening green.
The Pope scooped another ladle of water from the pool and poured it over his body, drenching him from head to toe.
He scooped another ladle of water and walked to the wheelchair.
Beads of water dripped down from his white hair. His soaked hemp clothes stuck to his body, revealing his old and withered body.
With a splash, the Pope poured all the water in the wooden ladle over Chen Changsheng's head.
The night hall was gloomy and rarely saw sunlight, so the chill of the water in the pool was difficult to dispel. Chen Changsheng shuddered and his entire body was drenched.
A faint steam rose from his body, but before it could get far, the Pope lightly waved his sleeve and scattered it into nothingness.
His scalding body instantly returned to its normal temperature, and the blood that had been seeping out of his body was also suppressed.
The Pope returned the wooden ladle to its original place, took out two dry towels, and gave one to Chen Changsheng.
"I now know why your master gave you the name Changsheng," the Pope said to Chen Changsheng as he wiped away the water on his face.
Chen Changsheng wiped his face, saying nothing.
"As expected, eating you might allow one to obtain Changsheng." The Pope's voice was very indifferent.
Chen Changsheng looked at the slightly wet towel in his hand and said, "Master said that it was because of the divine soul entering the essence blood, but in truth, I don't really believe it."
"Everyone has a divine soul, so who can be so moving? What makes you different is that your body possesses countless strands of Sacred Light. "
The Pope looked at him, his gaze extremely distant, like he was looking at another world.
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