Sealed Divine Throne II: Twin Sons of Dragon
Chapter 759 - 379: Ling Menglu’s Trump Card_2

Chapter 759: Chapter 379: Ling Menglu’s Trump Card_2

And at this moment, this Divine Artifact was unmistakably in Ling Menglu’s hands. It had previously been concealed by an illusion cast by a high-ranking priest, an illusion so well-crafted that even Temple Masters could not discern.

Zisang Liuying’s pupils dilated slightly—Divine Artifact, she had already taken control of a Divine Artifact. The Priest’s Temple...

Yes! As the confirmed next Temple Master of the Priests Temple, what was wrong with her controlling the Divine Artifact ahead of time? What shocked her even more was that the staff Ling Menglu had just invoked was not simple. It was not something a magic professional could react to.

The figure now clad in armor, holding the Angel’s Authority magic staff, no longer resembled a priest in any way.

Everyone in Demon Hunter Team 19115897 stared in stupefaction as well.

Ling Menglu had always presented herself as a mage-like goddess, but now, clad in full armor, she appeared vibrant and vigorous, far from the image of a goddess. She was more like a female warrior deity.

Of course, the current warrior deity was somewhat disheveled after undergoing the attack of the Cyclical Reincarnation Sword, but she had managed to block Chu Yu’s second blade!

Chu Yu’s expression was stern; he had lost three of his senses. However, in the absence of those three senses, his remaining senses were even more acute.

The Six Paths of Cyclical Reincarnation was so potent and domineering because it offered horrific power at a great cost. Every blade was twice as powerful as the last, but every time it was used, it brought the user closer to death.

His first slash had shattered all of Ling Menglu’s defensive magic, but the second one, which was twice as potent, had been blocked by Ling Menglu. And it was blocked using physical combat.

Was this the goddess he knew?

His Six Paths of Cyclical Reincarnation cultivation hadn’t been fully successful. In fact, he could only use four blades at most. After the fourth one, he didn’t know if he could wake up. Therefore, he dared only use three. Now, only the last sword remained.

Long Dangdang, stunned briefly, had begun to recover his senses, and he suddenly realized something.

Ling Menglu’s mother, his maternal aunt, was one of the six Sacred Legates of the Priests Temple and the sole disciplinary priest. Essentially, she was the foremost among all disciplinary priests of the Priests Temple. Hence, had his cousin mastered close combat all along? His brother had mentioned keeping their abilities hidden, but his cousin had concealed hers even deeper! This was her trump card. While being equipped with the strongest innate talent of a regular priest, she was also a disciplinary priest, and didn’t fear close combat at all. Even the formidable attack from a Cyclical Reincarnation Spirit Furnace at close range was blocked by her! His cousin was unexpectedly so powerful.

While Chu Yu didn’t attack consecutively, the Cyclical Reincarnation Spirit Furnace in front of him was radiating an even more intense light. The thick killing intent materialized; the hundredfold larger Cyclical Reincarnation Spirit Furnace’s phantom slowly materialized behind him. Without a doubt, his next blade would be earth-shattering.

Ling Menglu’s delicate form started to become translucent, her whole body covered in translucent gold. Under the Light God’s Physique state, she could duplicate her inner spiritual power as outer spiritual power, thereby doubling the power. The Angel’s Advent directly taking effect on her was something only she, with the Light God’s Physique, could withstand. This was why the Priests Temple entrusted the Angel’s Authority magic staff to her in advance. Only in Ling Menglu’s hands could this Divine Artifact unleash its most powerful might, even though she was currently only 7th Rank.

Ling Menglu placed the Angel’s Authority magic staff in her left hand, while her right hand slowly covered the six-winged seraph crystal on the staff’s head. The golden glow on her body blended seamlessly with the luminosity of the staff. A giant angelic figure as high as a hundred meters gradually emerged behind her, making her seem even more imposing. This angelic figure might not be as firmly consolidated as the Battle Angel she had summoned in Blessed Sun City, but Ling Menglu’s aura had steadily been escalating.

After the Angel’s Advent, she had broken through the 8th Rank threshold, but at this moment, her aura had climbed directly to the 9th Rank. This powerful sanctity could not be overshadowed even by the opposing Cyclical Reincarnation Spirit Furnace.

The first to launch the attack was no longer Chu Yu, but Ling Menglu took the initiative. In front of her chest, an orange-red light bolted out, transforming into an orange-red hammer in the air, hurtling straight towards Chu Yu. This was a combination of the Divine Hammer and Power Sphere of Light.

The air twisted instantly, strong spiritual fluctuations causing those around to feel a piercing headache.

At this moment, Chu Yu suddenly lifted his head. The projection of the Cyclical Reincarnation Spirit Furnace on his back swiftly became clear. With unparalleled luminosity and fierce killing intent, the Cyclical Reincarnation Sword in his hand was thrust out instantly.

"Ding—— " The Power Sphere of Light disintegrated almost instantly. This attack, entirely on a spiritual level, was also destroyed by the Cyclical Reincarnation Sword. Not only did the power of the Cyclical Reincarnation Sword not diminish by this, it seemed to be enhancing and rising continually.

A serious expression appeared on Ling Menglu’s face. Her right hand gradually lifted and pulled out. The Angel statue at the top of the Angel’s Authority magic staff surprisingly separated itself from the long handle, and a dazzling golden longsword appeared in her hand.

Yes, this was the complete form of the Angel’s Authority, the Angel’s Sword, but to draw the Angel’s Sword did not depend on cultivation level, but rather on whether the innate inner spiritual power of light attribute reached above ninety-nine. Being the Light God’s Physique, Ling Menglu was the only person who could fully exhibit the power of this Divine Artifact.

The moment the Angel’s Sword was drawn, the gigantic form of the Battle Angel behind Ling Menglu directly solidified. Its hands gathered above its head, and it held an Angel’s Sword identical to the one in Ling Menglu’s hand but magnified a hundred times. It chopped down instantly, facing Chu Yu’s Cyclical Reincarnation Sword.

Before the start of this match, everybody did not expect a duel between a priest and an assassin to reach such an extent. It felt like a collision of the strongest peaks. Was this the level of skill that inheritors could reach? Was it really not a contest between the Masters of two Temples? Such thoughts involuntarily arose in many people’s minds.

Without a doubt, this was a collision on the 9th Rank level, and not just any 9th Rank.

"Clang!"

At that instant, time seemed to freeze; everyone’s heart unconsciously tightened. As a referee, the Magic Temple Master had already prepared a spell, ready to release it at any moment.

The gigantic Angel’s Sword dueled with the Cyclical Reincarnation Sword. The two Godly Vessel Class swords hung in the air, suspended in stalemate.

That moment seemed extremely brief, and yet it seemed to last a century. In the next instant, the golden light scattered.

Beginning from the sword’s point, the Angel’s Sword broke into specks of gold light, even the hundred-meter tall gigantic figure rapidly dissolving into a sky full of golden light, disappearing in the air.

Had the Cyclical Reincarnation Sword won?

However, those countless threads of golden light accompanied Ling Menglu in lifting her Angel’s Sword and flowed toward her as if they were a river merging into the sea. A thread of blood flowed from Ling Menglu’s mouth, but the luminous aura that bloomed from her body was still so intense.

If one simply compared the level of the Divine Artifacts, the Cyclical Reincarnation Sword was undoubtedly superior to the Angel’s Sword. But here and now, Chu Yu’s face had lost its firm resolve to win, even revealing a hint of confusion.

The Magic Temple Master finally cast the spell in his hands. Two beams of light enveloped Ling Menglu and Chu Yu separately. The next moment, they separated instantly, each of them moving to the edge of the arena. The aura on their bodies vanished quickly.

" Among the quarter-finals, Ling Menglu won the first match!"