Crossover: Is this how it's sewn?

Chapter 105, Section 104: Storming the Vatican

"Severing one's own cultivation?"

"I have been suppressed for a thousand years, and it's the perfect opportunity to use you to restore my cultivation."

Crocodile Ancestor's expression was cold. He activated the Heavenly Demon God-Slaying Technique and swallowed Yin Sparrow whole. Yin Sparrow's bloodline and divine light transformed into nourishment in its belly, refining a Quasi-Saint to death. This scene was enough to shake a star field.

Yin Jiuque's soul opened its mouth and spat out a black stone, which quickly transformed into a giant monument, as tall as Yin Jiuque, as black as ink, resembling a tombstone. Inscribed with many words, it spoke with resentment: "Will you also destroy the tombstones of the ancient sages on this planet?"

"What does this have to do with me, sage?" Crocodile Ancestor remained unmoved, letting the other party destroy the sacred monument. He, Crocodile Ancestor, was not born on Earth. It was just a sacred monument; its destruction was no big deal.

Xu Zhenqing was quite pleased to see this grand spectacle. This Yin Sparrow was none other than Yin Jiu Sparrow of the Sacred Ruins, a member of the Star Knights. He had sworn brotherhood with others and was named after being the ninth in line. He originally intended to seek the opportunity to become a saint on Earth.

However, due to unforeseen circumstances in this timeline, he miraculously became a saint. But because he arrived on Earth too early, he was brutally killed by the Crocodile Ancestor. It can be said that every bite and sip is ordained by Heaven.

Xu Zhenqing sighed inwardly. Even if Yin Jiuque hadn't had time to target Earth, he would have visited the other party's ancestral star in the future, coveting his own Earth. It could be said that he had met his demise in a righteous way.

Coming to his senses, Xu Zhenqing casually asked Lin Nuoyi and the others, "Something has happened on Earth, and I have to go to the Americas to take charge. I can't send you back. Do you want to come back to the Americas with me first, and I'll send you back when I have time, or do you want to go back on your own?"

"Senior, just take us with you. We can have someone bring us back to America later." After discussing with the others, Lin Nuoyi reported to Xu Zhenqing that something unexpected had happened in the ruins. They had all survived by the skin of their teeth, so everyone still trusted Xu Zhenqing.

Since he hadn't revealed that he could teleport freely on Earth, he didn't need to find an excuse to detain Lin Nuoyi. Otherwise, if he could just teleport, everything would be taken care of, and how would they develop their relationship?

Xu Zhenqing spoke very sincerely. Others might have abandoned these burdens and left with only Lin Nuoyi, but the honest and trustworthy Chairman Xu said, "Cross the Atlantic Ocean and go directly to America. Then I will find a way to have someone bring you back, or I will make time to go there myself."

"I will put you into my sleeve. This is a supernatural power that I created in imitation of the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi. Don't panic."

After speaking, Xu Zhenqing opened his sleeves and took Lin Nuoyi and the others inside. Inside was a small space, like a universe hidden in a sleeve, where people would lose their sense of time.

"Now we can move around freely. Let's go to the Vatican to harvest pollen first." Xu Zhenqing's eyes were fixed on the east. He traversed thousands of miles of space in one step and arrived at the Vatican.

The Vatican's incredibly ancient buildings, imbued with the power of time, radiate a sacred glow.

From the ancient architectural complex, devout prayers and sacred hymns could be heard, and occasionally, brilliant pillars of light would rise up, piercing through the clouds, like the profound chanting of an ancient great monk.

Meanwhile, in this area, amidst the ruins of modern buildings, one taller and older complex after another has emerged this month.

The ancient castles and magnificent churches, bearing the marks of time, stretch out in a row. It is unknown when they were built, but they exude a sense of historical weight and vicissitude.

The neatly dressed guards called out softly, "Who goes there?"

"The murderer." Xu Zhenqing revealed his true face without restraint. Earth has long since gone mad with killing, order has collapsed, and chaos is the norm.

"Arrogant! Does a mere mortal king think he can challenge the majesty of the Holy Land?"

"Call upon the power of faith to annihilate this arrogant and conceited fellow."

Xu Zhenqing had no time to say another word to them. His eyes shone with divine light as he glared at the guards and the knights who had come to investigate.

Blood blossomed, and the soul was swallowed after being cleansed by Xu Zhenqing. All he wanted was a formidable reputation and a fearsome aura that would shake the world.

"How dare an ant kill a man before an angel!" an old monster roared, the roar shaking the clouds and shattering them, showing the formidable strength of the newcomer.

"Your power is scattered and merely a facade. If I cannot kill you in one move, I will take my own life." Xu Zhenqing doubted the other party's judgment. Did he think that everything would be fine just because their cultivation levels were similar?

Using Shi Huang's words as an example, we can deflate the opponent's arrogance and let them know that the difference between people at the same level is greater than the difference between a person and a dog.

These words enraged the other party, who channeled his faith into himself, surrounded by boundless holy light, like a god descending to earth, and revealed his fury: "You bastard, how dare you insult me!"

Xu Zhenqing didn't even look at the other person directly. He casually summoned a divine fire, ignited the power of faith, and burned everything to ashes under the other person's terrified expression.

A gray fog surged and covered the sky. An elderly Western monk with a wrinkled face and leaden eyes looked incredibly old, as if he had come from hell.

As enforcers of the Vatican, they are powerful and terrifying.

The gate was completely engulfed by gray mist, and the demonic power was overwhelming. Through the dense aura, Xu Zhenqing saw a gaunt figure with disheveled gray hair.

"So what if you came from another realm? You're just a minor powerhouse." Xu Zhenqing sneered, immediately recognizing that the other party had forcibly crossed the Earth Field domain and emerged from the interlayer space.

"A minor but powerful being?" These words startled the other party. Upon seeing Xu Zhenqing's altar, they felt apprehensive, mistakenly believing that he was a powerful being or someone of an even higher level who had severed his own life.

The old enforcer asked, puzzled, "Wait, there are only two secret realms. Where are your Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm, Dao Palace Secret Realm, and Four Extremes Secret Realm?"

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This left the ancient cultivators, who had little experience, somewhat bewildered. They couldn't understand what was going on, so they simply stopped trying and took action.

"Splash!"

The sound of chains echoed, and the body, though withered, remained as powerful as an old lion. In its hand lay a long, blood-red chain, as if forged in purgatory, radiating a terrifying aura.

"Hell Bindings!"

This is a forbidden technique. Once entangled, the red iron chains will be like a bone-deep affliction, destroying the enemy's life force and stripping them of their cultivation. At one time, it was regarded as a great evil technique, contrary to the laws of nature, and was despised by people.

This was merely an old man at the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm. Although he held a considerable position in the interlayered space and could fight across several minor realms, and could barely be considered a half-step Great Power relying on the power of faith, he was still very cautious when facing Xu Zhenqing, an unknown being, and immediately used a forbidden ultimate move.

The blood-red iron chains clanged sharply, rushing forward like a line of crimson snakes.

Xu Zhenqing mobilized the cultivation of the Hidden Emperor Star and directly suppressed the opponent with his realm, annihilating him with a single palm strike across a layer of space. It was that simple and brutal.

"Impossible! Even if you are a powerful being who has rebuilt your cultivation, you couldn't possibly unleash such power before the primordial world had recovered. I'm not reconciled!"

Clearly, the other party thought they had acted cautiously enough, but they never expected to end up like this, dying and vanishing from the world.

This classic villain's last words struck Xu Zhenqing as utterly boring; he was nothing more than a mediocre talent who only cultivated secret realm techniques.

(End of this chapter)