I wield power with my innate talents, and forge the Heavenly Court.

After Shouxuzi flicked his finger and broke the Holy Light Blade, he turned his gaze to the location of the Catholic Church headquarters cathedral in the Papal States.

A warm smile appeared on his face, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. Did they think they could deal with him with such petty tricks? Weren't they underestimating him?

On the other side, Miguel Garcia frowned after the Guardian Bullet severed the Holy Light Blade.

The Holy Word spell he just used, while not the supreme divine spell of the Church of God, was definitely among the top-tier spells.

However, the heretic who broke in this time defeated it with just a flick of his finger.

It seems these heretics have ill intentions.

Especially after realizing that the person who came was from the Eastern Celestial Empire, Miguel's heart sank even further.

how come?
Could it be that these damned Chinese are planning to conquer the Papal States?
Could this be one of the princes?

No, the princes of the Celestial Empire all wore bright yellow brocade dragon robes.

Moreover, although the person in front of him had a ruddy complexion without a single wrinkle, he had a full head of white hair and was wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe. He probably couldn't be a prince, could he?

But on second thought, Miguel realized it wasn't impossible.

After all, the Celestial Empire has been established for more than fifty years, so it is quite reasonable for a prince in his fifties to have a full head of white hair.

As for the rumors circulating among the Chinese that the people of the Celestial Empire have lifespans of several hundred years, and that the strong can even live forever, Miguel doesn't really believe them.

After all, he is now one of the strongest people in the West.

Even those powerful figures from the Celestial Empire who possess supernatural abilities would need to treat him with respect upon their arrival.

And he
Miguel subconsciously raised his hands. Although he was powerful, his skin was already covered with wrinkles.

Even if the powerful figures of the Celestial Empire are stronger, they still cannot achieve true immortality, right?

Anyway, he had never seen any of those powerful beings with supernatural abilities maintain their youthful appearance.

Therefore, he speculated that the claim that the powerful in the Celestial Empire were immortal was most likely a smokescreen released by the Celestial Empire.

As for clothing, who says you have to wear a dragon robe?
He had heard that the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the second emperor, had both been monks, and that other emperors had also been Taoist priests.

Based on this information, the person who broke into the Papal States might very well be a prince.

For a moment, he hesitated.

If we kill a prince of the Celestial Empire, wouldn't that completely enrage the Celestial Empire?

Although he was confident, he was also aware of the power of the Celestial Empire, and he had no confidence in confronting the Celestial Empire's army.

Unconsciously, Miguel tentatively asked a question.

"Who are you? And why are you forcibly entering the Papal States?"

"May the Heavenly Venerable bestow boundless blessings upon you. I am Shouxuzi of Qingyang Mountain, and I have come to your esteemed place to discuss the profound mysteries of the Dao with you, fellow Daoists."

"Qingyang Mountain Guardian Xu Zi? You're not a prince of the Celestial Dynasty?"

"Uh"

Shouxuzi was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help but look down at himself. How could he look like a prince?
Although those princes are powerful, they are all young men. How could he, with his white hair and youthful face, be associated with a prince?

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. I am unworthy of the title of Prince."

"Oh!"

Migor's tense expression relaxed slightly. As long as he wasn't a prince, even if he were killed, the Celestial Empire wouldn't mobilize a large army to conquer them for such a person, would it?

However, just to be on the safe side, Miguel decided to ask again.

"Then may I ask what position this Master Shouxu holds in the Celestial Empire?"

"I hold no official position in the imperial court; I am merely a recluse in the mountains."

"A hermit in the mountains and fields"

Miguel pondered it carefully.

This sentence seems to mean that...
Does that mean he's just a carefree, untamed man living in the mountains?

That's roughly the idea. As someone from the upper class, Miguel understands Chinese and can communicate without any barriers.

However, there are still some differences in the understanding of certain words.

Of course, literally speaking, Miguel's interpretation is not problematic.

In short, Miguel realized that Shouxuzi was just an ordinary person.

In this way, he can completely unleash his potential.

"God has come!"

Since the decision had been made, this heretic who had intruded into the Papal States was to be killed.

Adding to their previous encounter, Miguel showed no mercy, unleashing his full power.

In the blink of an eye, the holy light that permeated heaven and earth suddenly appeared.

In an instant, the entire Papal States were filled with a rich holy light.

A faint, ethereal hymn echoed between heaven and earth.

The sudden appearance of this strange phenomenon in the world immediately attracted the attention of the people of the Papal States, or rather, the fanatical believers in God. They all knelt down, made the sign of the cross, and murmured prayers.

"God!"

"My Lord is above."

"All is due to God."

As everyone prayed, boundless spiritual power surged forth, and the holy light that filled the heavens and earth became even more intense and radiant.

Amidst the radiant glow, the rules of heaven and earth resonated, and a boundless power enveloped Shouxuzi.

At that moment, Shouxuzi felt as if the entire world was rejecting him.

The faint chants and endless prayers constantly assaulted his mind.

However, as a powerful being at the Celestial Realm, with the Celestial Status as its core support, the distracting thoughts within these external spiritual forces naturally have no effect on it and are easily shielded from it.

Moreover, with a thought from Shouxuzi, a blue lotus radiating a pure and ethereal light slowly bloomed at his feet.

In an instant, boundless clear light burst forth, instantly enveloping an area of ​​several miles.

The milky-white holy light within the range of the clear light melted away in an instant, like snow in the height of summer.

The rules of heaven and earth that originally resonated with the holy light were instantly usurped by Shouxuzi.

The repulsion from heaven and earth vanished instantly, transforming into a state of unity between heaven and man, where one holds the universe in one's grasp.

Feeling the vast area suddenly lose its sensation, Miguel's expression changed, and without further hesitation, his inner power surged forth.

Above the headquarters cathedral, pure white holy light rippled, and endless holy clouds slowly appeared.

Above those holy clouds, a gate to heaven, radiating boundless holy light, appeared.

The moment they saw the Gates of Heaven, everyone felt as if they were seeing the legendary paradise.

Without a doubt, everyone's eyes were fixed on it, their hearts filled with longing, wishing they could immediately throw themselves into it.

Endless spiritual power converged and surged wildly into the gates of heaven.

"Squeak~!"

The gates of Heaven slowly opened, and boundless holy light shone forth. A figure stepped out from within, surrounded by countless angels who showered down endless petals of light and sang hymns of praise.

"God!"

"God!"

The moment they saw that figure, everyone in the Papal States naturally understood his identity.

God has descended.

In an instant, everyone knelt down and murmured prayers. (End of Chapter)