Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 972 Sneak Attack and Divine Spark

After the sword light that slaughtered all living beings passed by, only eight of the seventeen legendary experts survived.

The eight survivors retreated rapidly, their eyes filled with horror as they looked at Gao Yang.

They couldn't understand why, among legends, some could be this strong.

Why have we never heard of such a powerful person before?
Their horrified expressions did not escape Gao Yang's notice. He stood still, not looking at them, but instead casting his gaze towards the sky.

There, the lingering thoughts began to fluctuate; that was the abode of many deities who projected their thoughts there.

Although Gao Yang did not speak, his expression said it all: these popes could not hinder him at all. If he really wanted to know that one and only specialty, he should go and find out himself.

The stars in the sky began to twinkle, and then, under Gao Yang's gaze, one star suddenly went out after twinkling several times.

This signifies that a deity has withdrawn its attention and is no longer concerned with what is happening here.

For a god standing at the pinnacle of the realm of oblivion, to personally confront a mortal for the sake of an unknown being is already a defeat in itself.

As gods, they should be high above, dwelling in the heavens, and detached from worldly affairs.

They only need to maintain their sacred posture to sustain everything.

Therefore, once they step onto the field, regardless of whether they win or lose in the end, they have already lost.

As the first star disappeared, it triggered a chain reaction, with one star after another disappearing. In a very short time, more than ten stars were extinguished.

This means that the gods have given up, and in turn, indirectly acknowledged Gao Yang's ownership of that unknown fruit.

After all the divine will left, the eight surviving popes who were originally still there fled into the distance without looking back.

"Is this the end?"

Milofina looked at the Pope fleeing rapidly into the distance and said, somewhat bewildered.

This world felt unexpectedly unreal to her. These people didn't even have the slightest bit of the demeanor of a strong person. Not to mention humans, even the gods were the same.

What Milofina didn't know was that the reason these gods left wasn't just because Gao Yang was strong enough, but also because a large portion of the Popes present had been killed or injured, which was a huge upheaval for the entire Forgotten Realm.

Both the church that lost the pope and the church that did not lose the pope were caught up in the turmoil at this moment.

During this time, these deities need to make proper arrangements for their own faith churches in order to prepare for any possible religious wars that may follow.

The Pope's death has disrupted the balance of power, and for the entire Forgotten Realm, the prelude to a war of faith has been raised.

If everything isn't adjusted in time, there's a possibility of being dethroned.

How can an unknown fruit compare to their divine status?
These fleeing popes were not only trying to escape Gaoyang, but also because they had received instructions from the gods they believed in.

"It's over, and we can leave now."

Gao Yang held Yongyao in his hand, standing in mid-air, and did not pursue.

In the sea below, the enormous, immortal tortoise has begun to slowly rise, its giant, pillar-like legs moving as it continues its journey.

On its back, the mountain peak was once again shrouded in clouds and mist.

Watching the immortal giant tortoise slowly depart, Gao Yang thought to himself that perhaps many years later, a new fruit would be born on the mountaintop.

Boom~
The turtle's feet fell into the sea, sending waves soaring into the sky.

Just then, a figure engulfed in black flames burst forth from the water, appearing behind Gao Yang almost instantly. The figure raised its right arm, its blade gleaming with a metallic sheen, and thrust it towards the back of Gao Yang's head without the slightest fluctuation.

Gao Yang seemed oblivious, his gaze still fixed on the direction of the immortal giant tortoise.

puff~
A dull thud rang out as a sharp blade pierced flesh. Gao Yang looked at the figure in front of him, engulfed in black flames, and Yong Yao slashed down with the momentum.

He had sensed the figure the moment it appeared, and the reason he didn't move was to lower his guard.

The moment the opponent thrust his arm down, Gao Yang activated 'Sacrifice: Space Conversion'. At such close range, the attacker didn't even have time to react before his own right arm pierced his skull.

Amidst the black flames, a hint of doubt flickered in crimson eyes.

But in the next instant, the golden blade slashed into his neck from behind, easily severing his head.

After beheading the enemy with a single sword strike, Gao Yang did not stop there.

Yongyao transformed into afterimages, continuously slashing at the burning black flames in front of him.

"Wait, wait, stop! Don't kill me! I'll give you everything I have, including the secrets of this world!"

A shrill roar exploded in Gao Yang's ears. Gao Yang looked at the lump of flesh in front of him, which he had almost chopped into mincemeat, but which was still writhing. A look of surprise and doubt appeared in his eyes.

This guy's vitality is too strong; it's simply not something an ordinary person could possess.

Gao Yang paid no attention to the other party's pleas for mercy.

He didn't care about anything the other party possessed, including the secrets of this world. Compared to these things, killing them was what he cared about.

Upon realizing this, a golden light emanated from Gao Yang's eyes and quickly spread to the Eternal Radiance in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, golden battle aura also rose from Yongyao's sword.

The next moment, Yongyao transformed into a blur once more, and without the slightest hesitation, continued to slash at the humanoid mincemeat in front of him.

With the blessing of the Sun's fighting spirit and will, the power of the true damage added by the absolute power was fully revealed.

With just a few sword strikes, the shrill roar turned into a low murmur, and with a few more strikes, the murmur became a barely audible panting.

In just a few seconds, the unknown dark figure was completely killed by Gao Yang.

"Network notification: The hunt for the divine priest was successfully initiated. The hunt is now complete. You have obtained 1 Divine Spark."

Gao Yang looked at the integrated network notification that appeared in front of him and was somewhat surprised.

He finally understood why the black-flame figure in front of him was so difficult to kill; it turned out that the other party had mastered divinity, and with the blessing of divinity, everything would become reasonable.

However, this being who possessed divinity was somewhat too weak.

Gao Yang pursed his lips, somewhat speechless.

As the remaining golden flames of the enemy plummeted into the sea below, Gao Yang's senses spread out, scanning the surrounding waters like a radar.

After confirming that nothing was missing, he put away Yongyao and flew back towards the coastline he had come from.

The journey to the Forgotten Realm has come to an end. Although the process was not entirely satisfactory, the ultimate goal has been achieved.

(End of this chapter)