CHAPTER 458: Domain Of Divinity

Han Shuo and Stratholme the old monster looked at each other. Then they realised that the Saintess Tiana had mentioned was standing before them.

This expert who possessed the strength of a demigod. As soon as she arrived, Han Shuo and Stratholme seemed to be enveloped by a muddy, swamp-like energy. Just wiggling their fingers proved to be a challenge!

Domain of Divinity!

A look of overwhelming shock appeared in the eyes of both Han Shuo and Stratholme. The kind of energy that made them want to kneel and worship in their hearts, and that made it difficult for them to even move from head to toe, was the kind of power that only a true god could possess, according to legend, an energy that made it impossible for mere mortals to come anywhere near it!

"Saintess!" The two demigod existences of the Church of Light kowtowed simultaneously, a respectful look on their faces from the deepest recesses of their hearts.

"Your Holiness!" Even Tiana performed a solemn etiquette with a grave expression.

However, Han Shuo and Stratholme could not clearly see the appearance of the being that had just arrived. But the holy aura that was everywhere was still breathtaking. There seemed to be a beautiful song praising the God of Light mixed with the holy aura as it echoed in the depths of their souls.

This voice carried an occult power that could appeal to one's prejudices and emotions as it sang the praises. Han Shuo gradually lost the strength in his hands and feet, as if he was ready to throw himself into the embrace of the God of Light and serve him forever with the utmost dignity.

Not good! Han Shuo's heart trembled and he came to his senses.

By now, Han Shuo was completely certain that the holy power he had sensed from the Sacred Mountain earlier had originated from this Saintess of the Church of Light. It was only because of the great distance and the wide dispersion of the Saintess' holy power to cover the whole of Sandro City that Han Shuo had not felt much discomfort the last time.

Perhaps the holy aura was released naturally and was not directed at Han Shuo and Stratholme, but with this powerful godlike being so close to them, they found it particularly difficult to resist and gradually wanted to surrender their hearts and souls.

All these years of practising the demonic arts had tempered his willpower, giving Han Shuo a stubborn tenacity unlike any other. He submerged his consciousness in the place of the Demonslayer Edge that was still hibernating in his body. He was constantly stimulating his consciousness with the inexhaustible, ruthless desire to destroy that the Demonslayer's Edge emitted, and as a result, his consciousness had remained unwaveringly sober and calm the entire time, never sinking into the Domain of Divinity.

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"Scour!" Stratholme the old monster drew his longsword. The formless combat aura reverberated within the hilt, producing a peculiar sound that he used to resist the corrosive influence of this divine energy.

Stratholme wore a grave expression that had never been seen before. His eyebrows were knitted tightly together and his breathing became erratic. He had used every ounce of his strength to resist!

Buzz Buzz...

The resounding growl emanating from the six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race seemed to have suddenly enveloped the entire Sacred Mountain. Like indestructible blades of ice, an icy, devastating aura, devoid of any trace of humanity, filled every space in the region.

The sound had been extremely unpleasant to the ear at first, but it instantly became incomparably pleasant to Han Shuo and Stratholme. Thanks to the sudden appearance of this humming sound, the tantalising divine power that the Saintess had been emitting was completely obliterated, as if it had been shattered by a sharp sword!

"What a terrifying energy!" The old monster, Stratholme, cried out in surprise, with a lingering fear in his heart, after he had breathed a sigh of relief.

A soft, sweet voice instructed from outside the mouth of the cave, separated by the thick layer of ice. "Intercept the attackers first. As for these two, we will deal with them after the soul race leaves!"

"Yes, Saintess!" the three demigod existences, including Tiana, replied simultaneously.

Whoosh! The green-skinned, python-tailed, six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race was the first to arrive at the mouth of the cave. Immediately, the four five-horned experts appeared and stood behind their king.

Without any unnecessary exchanges, the five of the Soul Race immediately moved to attack the few people blocking the cave as they descended into the area.

Suddenly, the silhouette of a person in a snow-white robe appeared. The Saintess, clad in a white priest's robe, turned her focus to repel the six-horned tribe king. Han Shuo and Stratholme could finally see the Saintess they had only heard about.

She appeared to be a beautiful young girl with a sweet smile on her face. From her appearance alone, she exuded a kind of flawless, pure, holy quality. Add to this the utterly refined temperament she naturally exuded, and this young girl seemed to be the incarnation of the holiness of the God of Light.

Beautiful, holy, and regal were the most intuitive descriptions Han Shuo had for her, which made him momentarily cast aside any sense of disgust he had for the Church of Light. It was as if this girl had all the desirable qualities of a woman. Only the word 'perfect' could adequately describe her flawless appearance.

This young girl flew out of the slope and gracefully arrived before the six-horned tribal king, holding the Holy Grail, which reflected a dazzling holy light. Holy water flowed within the Holy Grail.

To continue, she whirled the Holy Grail in her hand. An enormous force, the mass of a mountain, seemed to engulf the six-horned tribal king. By all appearances, the body of the six-horned tribal king was swaying along with the Holy Grail.

Soon, a devilish growl sounded from the Six-Horned Tribe King's mouth. Like a celestial dragon rising into the sky, his gigantic tail shot towards the Holy Grail at lightning speed.

Dong! A terrifying sound seemed to envelop the entire Sacred Mountain. Aftershocks, invisible to the naked eye, shot out in violent waves. As if bombarded by high-powered explosives, an avalanche of fist-sized pebbles came crashing down from the cliff jutting out of the mountain.

The Sacred Mountain rumbled like an earthquake, a 9,000 metre mountain at its epicentre. Han Shuo and Stratholme, trapped in the cave, swayed with the tremor.

Meanwhile, the four Soul Race leaders accompanying their six-horned tribal king turned their merciless green eyes on Tiana and the other two demigods. They began to attack the trio almost as soon as the six-horned tribal king made a move. The horns on their heads began to radiate that nefarious green light again. Han Shuo, who had already had a taste of its unpleasantness, understood immediately that this was another attack on the soul.

"We need to find a way out of here. If we don't leave now, we won't have a chance!" Stratholme hurriedly told Han Shuo as his eyes closely followed the world-shaking battle from behind the thick ice.

How could Han Shuo not realise how unfavourable the situation was? This cave was defended by this Saintess with a layer of divine energy. Even the solid rocks were filled with divine energy. Tiana's ice boundary was also reinforced with divine energy from the Saintess. Even Han Shuo was at his wit's end.

We have no choice. We have to try the Metal Elite Zombie! After coming to this decision, Han Shuo summoned the Metal Elite Zombie. The Metal Elite Zombie appeared from the netherworld, glowing with golden rays from head to toe. At Han Shuo's command, it attempted to dig a tunnel using its ability to manipulate metal and stone.

Clank! Clink! A sharp sound rang out from beneath his foot. Han Shuo turned his attention and the elite metal zombie shrugged helplessly at him and transmitted, "The stones here are mixed with some strange impurities. Their properties have changed. I cannot make an opening!"

"That damned Tiana!" Han Shuo cursed with an ugly expression.

It seemed that no matter the moment, he could not reveal his hidden ace. The last time they escaped from the Soul Race Tribal King, Tiana had witnessed Han Shuo using the Earth Elite Zombie to dig a tunnel to escape. This time, Tiana had surely told the Church of Light of Han Shuo's wonders, so the Church of Light's Saintess injected divine energy into the rocks.

With all escape route blocked, they obviously wouldn't give them a chance to leave with space magic scrolls. Under the effects of this Domain of Divinity, even a Sacred Space Magus wouldn't be able to leave easily using the laws of space, let alone Han Shuo and Stratholme, who only had space magic scrolls.

"Can you do it?" When Stratholme saw that Han Shuo's zombie warrior had no effect and heard Han Shuo curse at Tiana, Stratholme understood what was going on. His heart sank and he felt helpless.

Shaking his head, Han Shuo replied bitterly, "Tiana betrayed us. Even my trump card has been blocked!"

As he spoke, Han Shuo had a determined look in his eyes. He was considering using the Demonic Blood Disassembly to escape. Doing so might seriously injure him, but it seemed to be his only way out.

"Father, do you want to break open this cave?" the Metal Elite Zombie suddenly transmitted.

"Yes, but it looks like there's no hope now!" Han Shuo replied without thinking, still wondering if he should use the demonic escape technique.

Immediately after Han Shuo finished these words, the metal elite zombie took out the metal attribute treasure he had obtained from the extreme metal place - the Golden Cudgel. While Han Shuo wasn't paying attention, this most precious metal attribute treasure slowly grew to an insane length, transforming into a massive pillar of glittering gold!

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