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Chapter 360 A Show of Force, Revealing the True Form, and Counterattacking!

The newcomer had a sinister appearance, with eyes as sharp as an owl's.

The pale bird-shaped pattern on his cuffs was somewhat dazzling in the sunlight, highlighting his status as a high priest on par with Tantai Qingxuan.

The two chief priests clashed, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Tantai Qingxuan looked at the newcomer and said in a deep voice, "Hudson, you can't just say things like that."

He pointed to the mithril sword in Jing Feiwan's hand and said, "You may not recognize this sword, but can't you recognize the life and death power on it? Such pure life and death power, who but my lord can use it?"

"Get out of the way! If you delay our business, even Li Tianxing won't be able to protect you!"

His last words were extremely harsh, carrying a hint of murderous intent.

But Hudson showed no fear in the face of his threat. Instead, he sneered, "The world is full of wonders. Besides, these people's vehicles are strange, and they came out of the spirit world rift. Their identities are not credible."

Tantai Qingxuan's eyes narrowed: "What are you doubting? Are you questioning the divine decree personally issued by our Lord?"

"An oracle? None of the remaining eight high priests, or Bishop Li, received any oracle. Why is it that only you received one?"

Hudson smiled knowingly, a cold glint in his eyes: "Or is it that there was no divine decree at all, and it was just something you made up? Just a despicable attempt to lead this group of charlatans who forge the authority of our Lord to overthrow the internal order of the Undead Clan!"

"High Priest Tantai, even if you're dissatisfied with Bishop Li, surely you wouldn't do something that endangers everyone?"

Before he finished speaking, his powerful aura from the sixth sequence pressed down like dark clouds, his killing intent surging.

"My faithful followers, do not be deceived by this man's lies! Take up your weapons and offer the rebellious Tantai Qingxuan and all these despicable people before the throne of my Lord!"

Under his guidance, the surrounding believers were immediately filled with righteous indignation: "Take down these guys! Burn them!"

The previously positive atmosphere suddenly reversed, and Tantai Qingxuan's expression instantly turned cold.

He figured these guys wouldn't just sit idly by and watch Xiao Yun return and Su Muqing recover.

But to their surprise, these guys dared to launch an attack right away, and even tried to distort the truth and put them to death.

"With my lord's sword here, who dares to be insolent!"

Jing Feiwan gave a cold shout and drew his mithril sword, holding it horizontally in front of him.

The mithril sword gleamed with a cold light, which indeed intimidated many of the believers who had been coerced.

But Hudson merely sneered and continued to press on: "You despicable wretch who forges the authority of our Lord, not only refuses to confess, but also dares to resist?"

As he spoke, a blood-red flame ignited in his dark gray eyes, which then instantly spread throughout his body.

Hudson was engulfed in flames, and his aura intensified.

Rolling dark clouds and black tides spread out from him, and a strange bird with one leg and three wings flew through the clouds and black tides, swooping down towards Jing Feiwan.

"You dare!"

Tantai gave a cold shout, and a bone-white spear appeared in his hand.

With a swing of his spear, a barrier forged from countless weapons blocked Hudson's domain.

"Hmph, we, the loyal followers, are united as one. Do you think we're afraid of a traitor like you?"

Hudson and his followers pressed forward relentlessly, while Jing Feiwan and Tantai Qingxuan, though not weak in their aura, kept retreating.

From their standpoint, they were destined not to forcibly kill unrelated believers.

"We have no choice but to use the Crown of Bloodshed —"

Jing Feiwan sighed inwardly, then, without further hesitation, took out the Crown of Bloodshed.

A charred iron ring appeared in her hand. Hudson's eyes narrowed, but a smile appeared on his lips.

"As Bishop Li predicted, they really panicked and even brought out the real Supreme Crown."

Even so, he can continue to distort the facts.

It's just a crown; to the believers, it's not as trustworthy as the one sitting on the throne.

"With the crown here, who dares—"

"Your crown is fake—"

The two voices rang out almost simultaneously, only to be interrupted by a sigh at the same time.

"Is it so hard for me to come back?"

Xiao Yun slowly walked out, his disguise gradually disappearing, revealing his true face.

Before that, his kaleidoscopic eyes had already swept over everyone.

Almost none of the believers present recognized Xiao Yun, but when their eyes met his, they all lowered their heads and lost all will to resist.

In the silence, Xiao Yun walked to Jing Feiwan's side and smiled slightly: "Thank you, leave the rest to me."

A look of relief crossed Jing Feiwan's face, but it was also tinged with worry.

Before she could say anything, Xiao Yun reached out and took the [Crown of Bloodshed] from her hand, placing it on his head.

In that instant, the charred crown burst forth with dazzling light, and crimson flames shot straight into the sky, while wisps of ashes drifted down.

Behind Xiao Yun, the phantom of a throne quietly appeared.

Clang!

The mithril sword rang out, and Xiao Yun gripped the hilt, the tip pressed against Hudson's throat.

"Is my identity clear enough now?"

Hudson swallowed hard, the flames on his body suddenly extinguished, and he knelt on the ground in fear, replying in a trembling voice, "I—I am guilty, welcome—welcome—".

scoff!

The sound of flesh being torn apart interrupted him.

"Hehe————"

Hudson looked up at Xiao Yun in disbelief, his dying breaths coming from the blood hole in his throat, like a leaky speaker.

Just as he hadn't expected Xiao Yun to actually show himself, he also hadn't expected that Xiao Yun would actually dare to kill him, especially in front of so many believers.

This doesn't align with Bishop Li's plan at all!

"Insubordination and disobedience to my authority are capital offenses."

Xiao Yun's voice wasn't loud, but it resonated like thunder in the hearts of all the believers.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hudson's cold body fell to the ground, his eyes wide open in death, still filled with doubt.

Their own bishop was brutally murdered right before their eyes, yet not a single believer present spoke out in his defense.

In fact, deep down, they felt it was all justified.

It was as if Hudson deserved to die for disobeying the person in front of him.

In an instant, a huge wave of excitement swept through the hearts of all the believers, who began to speculate about Xiao Yun's identity.

Some early converts recalled a rumor that the one sitting on the throne now was not the true Lord of Life and Death who had ended the calamity of death, but someone else entirely—

But this speculation was immediately dismissed.

A small part is due to doubt, but the majority is due to fear.

Because Bishop Li Tianxing had personally denied this rumor and then addressed the one on the throne, completely silencing it.

And this only bishop beneath the throne is currently in the harbor city, watching this scene.

The believers almost buried their heads in the ground, barely daring to breathe.

Xiao Yun raised his eyes and looked at Bishop Li Tianxing across most of the port city.

Even if he hadn't made a move, they would most likely have gotten in today.

It was only through the grace of that bishop's generosity.

When Hudson appeared, Xiao Yun understood that this was a show of force and a test set up by the bishop against him.

So he chose to stand up and respond directly without any hesitation.

Revealing his identity and forcibly killing Hudson were all meant to tell Li Tianxing something!

"I'm here, and I'll do what I need to do."

"If you dare to stop me, be prepared to die."

At the same time, the gazes exchanged across the distance disappeared, seemingly a temporary retreat.

Xiao Yun withdrew his gaze, sheathed his sword, removed the crown from his head, and returned to normal.

"Let's go inside and talk."

"Yes."

Tantai Qingxuan bowed his head in response and led the way.

At the highest point of Harbour City, atop the cathedral's dark spire, a pair of blood-red eyes watched their every move.

"As expected of the Lord of Life and Death, he is not someone we can easily intimidate."

The white-haired man sighed softly, the golden scepter patterns on his cuffs gleaming in the sunlight.

It was Li Tianxing.

Around him, the other seven high priests exchanged glances and tentatively asked, "The show of force failed, so what's next—"

"Of course, it's to pay homage to our God."

Li Tianxing interrupted with a light laugh, then turned and walked down the tower. His calm voice dissipated in the wind: "Don't be impatient. Although his show of force failed, he has now come out into the open."

"It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark."