Boom!
At the foot of the Goddess Peak, Lu Jun heard deafening magical explosions shaking the earth violently. The surrounding peaks crumbled bit by bit under the tidal waves of chaotic energy.
Fortunately, the Parthenon Temple's main base had been fortified for a long time, embedded with countless magical seals. Brilliant radiance flashed across the mountainsides, forming a massive array that made both the peaks and the void incredibly solid and nearly indestructible.
Even so, under the destructive onslaught of Demon Mo Fan, it still teetered on the edge of collapse.
Roar! From the vast Dark Execution Ground, a roar that shook all of Athens City resounded.
Beneath Xin Xia, the immense square inexplicably melted into a vast black pool.
In the depths of the stinking, black sludge, a grotesque black horned skull slowly rose. Black flying insects swirled like thick smoke around it, forming serpentine shapes that scattered throughout the Dark Execution Ground.
As the towering silhouette nearly covered Athens City, blotting out the sky, an aura of supreme power rose—strong enough to rival even a demon.
Seeing this, Lu Jun's expression remained indifferent, but a profound sense of fatality flashed in his eyes. He whispered, "The time has finally come."
A massive battle erupted in the distance. Demon Mo Fan not only faced the Supreme Sovereign alone but also had to contend with dozens of Gold Radiance Knights and Holy Court Mages, all high-tier mages, as well as a legion of thousands of Mid-Tier mages.
Not to mention Dulank, Merola, and several other top-tier mages—including the father of the deceased Saintess Panny Jia, Shoshen—pushed forward with their full power.
This time, Mo Fan lacked the restraint of the Totem Black Snake and had no Salan either. Their poisons had spread, incapacitating a large portion of the Parthenon high-level mages, including the Temple Matron.
At this moment, Mo Fan fought alone. No matter how he roared or unleashed his immense power, the battle turned steadily against him.
"Is it impossible to turn the tide?"
He glanced around, a sense of helplessness rising in his heart. Shadows of enemies filled the sky, High-Tier and Super-tier spells rained down in a kaleidoscope of light, turning several kilometers into a dazzling sea of destructive energy.
Frost, petrification, spatial compression, and other binding magics restricted his every movement.
Boom!
Demon Mo Fan transformed between his Wolf Soul and Fire Soul, using space maneuvers, chaotic vortexes, and countless techniques but his demonic body continued to sustain increasing injuries. Deep fatigue set in, and his evasion slowed slightly.
Suddenly, Haidai seized the opportunity. Its massive, black body vanished, and in the next moment, the void trembled. It appeared before Demon Mo Fan, the enormous skull with its elongated horn aimed straight at his chest and collided with him violently.
Bang! The explosive force shook heaven and earth. Haidai, like a bulldozer, pushed Mo Fan aside, crushing several peaks, trampling everything in darkness.
Spit! Blood dribbled from Mo Fan's mouth. After several instant relocations, he managed to escape several kilometers away from the horrifying attack.
Before he could catch his breath, Haidai, seemingly possessing a locking instinct, sent its shadow claws writhing to grab a dark steel fork and hurl it through the void. Wherever it passed, the void shattered.
Boom! Mo Fan, unprepared, was struck by the steel fork and slammed to the ground, pinned in place.
Seeing this, Dulank rejoiced and shouted, "Everyone, activate the Mountain Guard Array with me!"
Buzz buzz buzz! Dozens of Super-tier Light Magic spells merged under the power of the array. Centered on Mo Fan's body, a vast golden sealing array formed between the peaks, and a powerful binding force descended.
Demon Mo Fan writhed in agony, black smoke hissing from his body, as if he might melt in the blazing golden light, turning into a charred corpse.
Bang! Khailar fell from the sky with a thunderous roar, its colossal ghostly shadow repeatedly trampling Mo Fan. Vast swaths of land collapsed, and the space itself fractured.
"Brother Mo Fan…!"
Xin Xia, standing at the center of the square, watched helplessly as Mo Fan suffered, her heart heavy with sorrow.
"Hahaha…"
Dulank saw that the arrogant momentum of the demon Mo Fan had finally been suppressed. He flew up and hovered in the air, looking down and cackling viciously: "I admit your hidden card was unexpected, but it's still under my heel now."
"No one can defy the Holy City, no one can act arrogantly on Parthenon territory."
He swaggered with the triumphant look of a victor and taunted Mo Fan: "So what if you're a demon — kneel when you're told."
"You deserve to die!"
Mo Fan the demon raged; wolf-patterns crawled over his body, flames leapt to the sky, and he struggled again and again, only to be suppressed repeatedly by Haidai and the great formation.
"Hahaha, I love watching you furious but powerless."
Dulank looked down from on high, enjoying Mo Fan's expression, smug: "Of course I know that girl is not Salan — I deliberately smeared her. I even framed that ridiculous, Lu Jun."
"See if he dares to speak up — hahahaha, I did it on purpose. No one can touch me."
Mo Fan gritted his teeth through the pain and snarled, "How dare you and why are you doing this?!"
"You're at death's door; I don't mind telling you the simple truth: that girl carries our Parthenon relic, the Athena Divine Soul! Once we force the soul out and it is seized by our Lady Izisha, she will hold sovereign power."
Dulank could not contain himself; he poured contempt on the victim, striking at their hearts: "You are expendable sacrifices."
"You have no conscience; you are worse than the Black Vetican!!"
"Heh heh, what is the worth of righteousness?" Dulank sneered. "I won't waste words — farewell."
Buzz—buzz—buzz!
As he spoke, Haidai thrust both hands into the ground and layers of dark power expanded. A black swamp appeared beneath Mo Fan, horrific devouring force erupting, dragging the flame-wolf demon inch by inch downward.
This was the Dark Passage — it led directly to the Dark Plane.
Since ancient times, no one who has fallen into the Dark Plane has ever returned to the human world.
Dulank showed a victorious smile.
Meanwhile on the summit plaza of the Goddess Peak, Xin Xia watched the scene and felt her heart break; her gaze went hollow as she murmured, "Brother Mo Fan…"
Then she fainted from the shock of the Dark Judgment, her frail body hanging limp on the cross.
Shao Zheng, Old Song, Zhu Meng and all those who witnessed it felt compassion; a little girl had become a pawn sacrificed for power — how innocent, how unjust.
Unexpectedly, a towering divine silhouette slowly reflected behind Ye Xin Xia's body. Ink-black hair fell like a waterfall down to an imposing rear; the proportions of waist and legs were exaggerated, the figure elegantly voluptuous like a goddess, enveloped in a mysterious dim radiance.
This was the supreme sacred light — containing unfathomable vast power, integrating the four roots of White Magic into one.
Everyone was shocked: "What is that…?"
The neutral faction led by the High Matron recognized it and said in disbelief, "The long-missing Parthenon Divine Soul?!"
Faces changed and realization dawned.
But before the High Matron could act, those senior neutral leaders of Parthenon suddenly could not move.
Clack, clack, clack! From the grand temple behind the plaza came the crisp sound of high heels; footsteps neither quick nor slow, and the heavy iron doors creaked open as if pushing aside dust-laden history.
An unmatched beauty appeared — perfect, tall, an icy, solemn bearing that made one overlook her looks and focus on what she represented.
The previous Goddess Izisha?!
Not only the Parthenon's female knight attendants were stunned; the observing dignitaries from Nine Continents, the Holy City, and even Athena's mages were shaken to their cores.
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