All the heavens, starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

Jerusalem was bustling with activity.

Tens of thousands of believers come to worship at this holy site every day. It is the smallest country in the world, and with nearly a million permanent residents, the city has an astonishing population density.

Wang Gan broke through the void and arrived above this sacred place without any concealment, coldly looking down at the ground.

Let the world feel pain.

A bag of rice

Wang Gan coughed lightly twice.

Wrong film set.

Looking at the crowd of people at his feet with their varied expressions, Wang Gan was not about to take his anger out on these mortals.

The Void Emperor activated his secret technique, rushing into the ancient formation and arriving in the true Jerusalem.

The black city walls gleamed with a cold metallic luster, exuding an ancient, weathered, and sacred aura; this was a city of gods.

The grandeur and size of this city are beyond imagination; ordinary people simply could not build it. The city walls are like black mountain ranges, stretching for hundreds of miles!

Through the massive, open city gates, one could see elves with green hair and golden eyes, giants ten meters tall, and beings with a third eye between their brows.
Wang Gan felt as if he had truly entered a fantasy world, but he knew that these humanoid beings were merely hybrid descendants of an ancient race.

"It's the demon from Middle-earth!"

"So this is the legendary expert who severed the Dao in the universe? Damn it! He's from the East!"

"No matter what level he is at, he's definitely not going to survive if he comes to the Divine City to show off!"

"How can we allow a demon to enter the holy land? The glory of God must not be tarnished!"

A cold and ruthless expression came through, possessing an aura of divine authority that made many people tremble.

"You killed my knights and angels, and dared to trespass on the city where the gods dwell!"

"The gods, the living gods!"

Immediately, the people of the divine city began to discuss excitedly.
For these descendants of the ancient race, the living ancient royal family members were clearly their gods.

"god?!"

"Then I shall slay the gods today!"

Wang Gan sneered.
He originally had no interest in these descendants of the ancient races of Earth, but they just happened to run into his line of fire, so he could see just how strong he really was after breaking through to the King level!

A god emerged from the void, with a vertical eye between his brows, long golden hair flowing down his back, and wearing a metallic battle suit that shimmered with a dreamlike light—the armor left behind by an ancient king.

The King Who Cuts Through the Path!

Not an Ancestral King, but still a true Dao-Slaying King!
"Finally, something interesting has arrived!"

Wang Gan laughed heartily, pointed out with a finger, and the Chaos Green Lotus, radiating a chaotic aura that dominated the ages, pressed down on the ancient royal family opposite!

The ancient king's vertical eye shone brightly, shooting out a beam of light that stretched for miles, accompanied by a deafening roar of the heavens.

However, under the suppression of the Chaos Green Lotus and the Eternal Azure Heaven, the Primordial King shattered instantly. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out as if struck by lightning, covering a distance of over a thousand feet. His blood was silvery-white and radiated holy light.

The Chaos Azure Lotus radiated holy light, enveloping this ancient being, seemingly about to obliterate this Dao-slaying King with the boundless divine might of the Azure Emperor.

The ancient royal family let out a beastly roar, braving the pressure of the Primordial Holy Light, and took out a secret treasure—an ancient map obtained from the Eastern world, depicting a magnificent landscape, a forbidden artifact at the semi-saint weapon level. The magnificent landscape emerged, resembling a real world.

"Even if we summon a semi-sacred weapon, it will be of no use!"

Wang Gan snorted coldly, and with a thought, the Chaos Chessboard, which had also advanced to a semi-saint weapon, flew out from his body and pressed down on the semi-saint diagram opposite him!

Compared to the semi-sacred weapon on the other side, Wang Gan's Chaos Chessboard was forged from many kinds of immortal metals, making it obviously much harder and more incomparable!

God was smashed to pieces, turning into a rain of blood that fell over the holy city of Jerusalem—a horrifying sight!

Blood rained down like a torrential downpour, the blood of God seemed boundless, sprinkling incessantly, accompanied by howling winds!

"God was killed?!"

"god!"

Countless believers witnessed the birth and death of a deity, the immense contrast causing widespread despair. Some fanatical followers even roared that they dared to attack the king.
These believers, corrupted by the power of faith, are indifferent even when they know they are going to their deaths.

Wang Gan ignored these idiots, put away the semi-sacred weapon in the void, and disappeared from the spot.

The real Vatican, the land of the prophets, is vast, much larger than the nominally small area in the mortal world; it is boundless.

Here, towering sacred mountains rise and fall, shrouded in holy light, where angels sing hymns, exotic flowers bloom, ancient herbs grow on the cliffs, and purebred unicorns roam the forests.

Inside the Holy Land, the old Pope was a powerful figure who had lived for at least three thousand years. Countless people had served him. No one knew which era he lived in; all that was known was that his followers had died one after another, but he had always lived on.

In the center stands a stone chair, carved with a cross, exuding an ancient and weathered air. An old man sits there, looking down like a mountain, like an ancient god, his eyes vast and boundless, reflecting the rise and fall of the sun, moon, and stars.

“The monks from the East have invaded Jerusalem and a true god has died.”

"Pope, please give us revelation."

An elder, a man of great supernatural powers, bowed respectfully to the Pope, hoping to receive his instructions.

“I know this monk has investigated his background.”

"He was one of the Easterners who were pulled out of the coffin by the Nine Dragons. At that time, he was just a cultivator who had not even reached the Four Extremes Realm."

"I wonder what he has experienced and gained over the years that has enabled him to become a king in such a short time."

While the Pope's expression was solemn, a glint of greed also flashed across his face.
The nine dragons pulling the coffin must have led Wang Gan to another world, a world with great opportunities and an environment far superior to Earth.

As a pope nearing the end of his life, he was clearly very concerned about this.

"The earth has been in the end times for too long, and our Lord has been silent for too long, so that people have not seen the glory of God for a long time."

"This time, I will send the Vatican's most powerful divine knight to Jerusalem to suppress the demon of the East, and to learn the secret of his rapid breakthrough to the King level. He may even be able to take us back to the ancient times."

"The Crusaders are now regrouping and will set off for Jerusalem in three days. Also, bring out the forbidden scroll."

"The Lord needs His strength!"

Many Western monks trembled with excitement after hearing the Pope's words. Their reactions varied, but all showed expressions of astonishment.

The world gradually dried up, and only became lifeless hundreds of years ago. After the world lost its spiritual energy, they longed to return to the original era of spiritual energy, a time when spiritual vitality was abundant and the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth no longer blocked and suppressed living beings.

"Almighty Lord! Please bless us so that we may discover a new world. Your faithful followers will surely spread your faith!" (End of Chapter)