"Were they all killed?"

Recalling this past event, a flicker of hatred flashes in Father Zack’s eyes.

But it quickly disappears.

After years of endurance, he doesn’t care about these sneers or insults.

Those who can endure are all masters.

They possess patience beyond the ordinary and abilities beyond the ordinary.

Zack, is a genius.

"You seem to be exterminating your ancient martial artists too. But as far as I know, the ancient martial artists aren’t completely wiped out. Beside you, Julius Reed, there’s a traitor sent by Trent Marsh, Jovany Leopold, the ancient martial artist, isn’t there?"

Father Zack still maintains his gentlemanly demeanor.

However, he clasps his hands behind his back, eyes fixed on Julius Reed and the Nine Nether True Lord.

Murderous intent in his eyes, unhidden.

"So, what is your purpose for appearing now?" Julius Reed asks, "Why are you with the Dragon family?"

"I want revenge, it’s that simple." Father Zack laughs loudly, touching the cross on his chest, "Killing Julius Reed is my goal."

"But Long Wu is also part of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance. Yet you’re cooperating with her, and don’t forget, Trent Marsh is right beside me." Julius Reed points at Trent Marsh in the distance.

"That’s simple, I also intend to kill Trent Marsh. But since he’s in good condition, I’ve decided to deal with you first today. The Sacred Master of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, the man closest to God!"

Zack can’t help but exaggerate with a shout: "Wow! Killing such a person, won’t it create a big stir in your martial arts world?"

"A gentleman does not take advantage of others’ difficulties." Julius Reed chuckles lightly, "Is this what your God taught you?"

The appearance of a top Western martial artist implies there are likely many of them hidden in the shadows.

"Long Wu and I merely exchange interests, but killing you is my true goal." Father Zack seems eager, stepping forward excitedly, "I’ve waited so long, finally a chance!"

"Power is not a rootless source. Julius Reed, your power is depleted. And you, the blind swordsman Piran Wilson? It’s not your concern here; you can leave." Father Zack directs all his attention to the Nine Nether True Lord.

"Today, I only kill one person!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he removes the cross from his chest and swipes it in front of Trent Marsh!

On flat ground, something akin to a river appears!

Incredibly astounding!

This thin spiritual power is indeed a very solid wall!

"Years ago, believers escaped, and God parted a river for his followers to cross. Now I leave a river to protect those who ought not to die." Zack paints two more lines, his gaze falling upon Julius Reed, "Piran Wilson, if you don’t leave, I’ll kill you too."

"I’m not leaving."

Julius Reed shakes his head.

This divine symbol is terribly frightening.

He has a calm mind and incredibly stunning techniques.

He’s like a hunter; once he moves, someone will definitely die!

"I’m very curious." Julius Reed crosses his arms, asking, "If I die, will I ascend to heaven or descend to hell?"

"Heaven and hell are within a single thought of your own. However, if you commit suicide, perhaps you’ll see God. But if I destroy you, you can only go to hell!"

Father Zack walks faster and faster.

Beside him, Trent Marsh approaches the barrier, reaching out to touch it.

A strange sensation comes through.

The space here is distorted.

He’s unable to reach Julius Reed’s side.

Nor can he enter this world.

It appears Father Zack indeed possesses some tricks.

"But I am an Oriental. Shouldn’t I see a deity after death, become an immortal? Or perhaps... go to the underworld and meet the King of Hell?" Julius Reed still jokes, "How did it become heaven and hell?"

"Because only God is the sole deity of this world!"

Father Zack stares at the Nine Nether True Lord, fumbles from his bosom for a Bible, and slowly opens it.

"Save your souls!"

He slowly raises the book, and it grows larger, ready to smash toward the Nine Nether True Lord!

"Interesting." The Nine Nether True Lord stretches his hand, grabs forcefully!

Crack!

A sound of shattering glass is heard in front of Father Zack.

Yet nothing appears.

"Failed?" The Nine Nether True Lord is very surprised; his soul-capturing technique actually failed.

Something in front of Father Zack is blocking.

"Indeed there’s soul-capturing technique; seems my preparations in advance are justified." Father Zack smiles faintly, mumbling incantations.

The giant Bible slowly crashes down!

"Break!"

The Nine Nether True Lord transforms his hands into fingers, slicing down the sky again!

From the sky comes the sound of an explosion.

Like firecrackers, crackling.

Resounding.

The Nine Nether True Lord seems somewhat strained.

Continuous use of mental telekinesis leaves him very weary.

Father Zack’s words are very reasonable, any power is not a rootless source.

Even if it’s not dependent on spiritual power, it relies on something else.

Now, this power is starting to weaken.

A dozen seconds later!

The Nine Nether True Lord still tore through the Bible in the sky!

However, he himself turns ashen-faced.

"Your mental telekinesis seems not quite right." Julius Reed was about to step forward but was held back by the Nine Nether True Lord.

"I’ll go first, if I can’t handle it, then you come in." He yearns for battle!

Longs for passion!

"Not bad, stronger than I thought." Watching the dissipating Bible in the sky, Father Zack smiles, as if everything is within expectation, within reason.

"But next, I bet you won’t manage."

Having said that, Father Zack clutches the cross.

Behind him, a shadow suddenly appears!

This shadow grows bigger, eventually towering hundreds of meters high!

That is the likeness of God!

Such a magnificent figure, enough to suffocate many.

Many martial artists can’t bear the pressure and are already kneeling.

"Pretending to be mystical before me?" The Nine Nether True Lord can’t help but want to laugh, he takes a deep breath, gathers his mental telekinesis, and slowly raises his finger!

Simultaneously, that golden shadow also extends a finger.

"God descends personally!"

Father Zack holds the cross single-handedly; the image of God, formed by the powerful mental telekinesis and spiritual power, exudes strong pressure!

"Hoo..."

The body of Nine Nether True Lord trembles harder and harder.

"In the past, these small characters, I randomly..."

He sighs, "Brother, I’m not holding up."

Finish speaking, the Nine Nether True Lord withdraws, stepping back, his eyes full of resentment, "Give him my regards!"

"That request..." Julius Reed considers himself cultured.

"After all, I’ve helped you for so long; it’s the first time I’m asking you." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The Nine Nether True Lord can’t help but clench his fist, cursing, "Damn it!"

With some profanity, the more he curses, the more comfortable he feels.

"Alright." Julius Reed slices his finger, takes a deep breath!

He points at God!

The entire area erupts in brilliant golden light instantly!

"To hell with you, God!"

Julius Reed quietly greets his opponent’s family.