Fang Yuan felt no fear in his heart. After all, he had the "Fourth Heavenly Calamity" and "Time Reversal" — two extraordinary divine powers — at his disposal. His health bar wildly fluctuated!
If he couldn't handle it, he also had "Rebirth" as a backup!
At this moment, Fang Yuan didn't stop his attacks; on the contrary, he exerted more effort, increasing his output.
At that moment, the sharp sounds of sword strikes reverberated throughout the Abyss realm. Every time Fang Yuan swung the sword in his hand, the air would tear apart instantly, accompanied by a sharp whistle.
One after another, these whistling sounds overlapped and gathered, intertwining as if countless demons from the depths of hell were screaming furiously!
The Pope, who was at the core of the attack, could no longer see clearly amidst the overwhelming strikes. Everything around her was thrown into chaos by the violent sword energy.
After using up a "Comet" card, she replaced it with another. She still had more than ten cards left, enough to last!
"If you want to die this badly, then I'll grant your wish!"
At first, the Pope was confident she could easily take care of Fang Yuan, but as time passed, her thoughts became numb, then turned to fear.
She was horrified to realize that Fang Yuan's attacks seemed endless, one after another, showing no sign of stopping!
Even more unbelievable was the fact that after enduring her massive retaliatory attack, Fang Yuan showed no sign of dying. Instead, he continued to relentlessly unleash strikes!
The Pope could only watch as her "Sacred Comet" cards were used up one by one!
"This guy... doesn't he ever get tired?"
"And even if he doesn't, he can't possibly be immortal, right?!"
"Why... why can he keep going like this? How much longer can he hold out?!"
Fear surged like a tide in the Pope's heart, and the situation was slipping beyond her control.
There was another troublesome issue: her soul avatar was here fighting Fang Yuan, but her real body was still in the Misty Court Palace.
While she was fully immersed in the battle with Fang Yuan, the Royal Knights of the Misty Court, twelve of the finest knights, had all returned to the palace.
At this point, she had to face the most powerful military force of the Misty Court on her own.
This dual battle, crossing different time flows, was making the Pope extremely uncomfortable.
Her energy was stretched thin, causing her to be unable to maximize her power in either battle!
Crack!!!
With the destruction of the last "Sacred Comet" card, the Pope's defenses shattered, and she was fully exposed to Fang Yuan's attacks!
It's over. All the "Comet" cards, accumulated over thousands of years, had been destroyed in just a few minutes by Fang Yuan!
But reality didn't give her time to grieve. Fang Yuan's next round of strikes came roaring toward her!
Without any "Comet" cards, the Pope chose to retreat, but it was too late. The countless strikes poured onto her body!
Boom!——
In the deafening explosion, dust filled the air, and the Pope's staggering figure leaped out of the debris. Although her soul avatar showed no visible wounds, she knew the avatar had taken severe damage.
"Dammit... I was careless!"
The Pope regretted it deeply. She shouldn't have recklessly used her avatar like this.
The avatar was inherently weaker than her real body, unable to unleash her full power. More dangerously, if this soul avatar was destroyed by Fang Yuan, her true body would suffer severe backlash.
The Pope knew she had made a mistake with her arrogance; she would have to pay the price for it!
"Old hag, why did you stop shouting? You don't want to shout anymore?"
Fang Yuan's mocking voice rang out, and golden light flashed repeatedly!
In a few swift movements, Fang Yuan closed the distance between them!
The Pope's face turned ashen, and her eyelids twitched uncontrollably!
"How are you doing this?"
The Pope couldn't help but scream. She couldn't comprehend the situation — why were Fang Yuan's divine powers so absurd?
Impossible! You couldn't do this even if you were a true Martial Saint, could you?
No matter how incredulous the Pope was, Fang Yuan showed no signs of explaining anything.
He tightened his fingers and raised his hand again, surging with the vast spiritual energy of eight Dao bodies, pouring into his sword with unstoppable force!
"I must retreat!"
The Pope frowned, sensing the overwhelming, almost suffocating destructive aura approaching her!
Without a moment's hesitation, she lightly tapped her toes on the ground, and her body became like a wisp of ethereal smoke, seemingly pulled by an invisible force, moving in a mysterious, mystical, and almost surreal manner!
It seemed that one avatar was not enough to deal with this Eastern continent emperor. She would need to bring more golden cards next time to subdue him!
The Pope had made up her mind. Although she felt regretful, she had no choice but to abandon this operation. Fang Yuan could temporarily be spared, but there was no way she would let Ruan Tianhe escape!
The Pope's gaze turned towards the distance. Even though Ruan Tianhe was a Martial Saint, he had no ability to resist under the power of the golden card granted by the gods.
At this moment, the maddened old Taoist had vanished, leaving only the trembling golden card behind, like a Poké Ball that had just forcibly captured a Pokémon.
With a wave of her hand, the Pope caught the card as it shot towards her like lightning, no matter how desperately Ruan Tianhe struggled, he couldn't break free from the confinement.
Soon after, her body began to grow increasingly illusory!
As a soul avatar, it was easy for the Pope to leave. With just a brief moment of guidance, she could use spatial shifting powers to return to her real body!
Although the avatar was weaker, this convenient power of free movement was indeed useful!
Seeing the white-clad youth rapidly approaching, the Pope sneered:
"Fang Yuan, I'll spare you this time. But the next time we meet, I'll make sure you obediently become my dog!"
As her words fell, her avatar disappeared like mist in the Everfrozen Abyss.
"Big Brother Fang, she's gone!" Yun Xi reminded him again at the first opportunity.
"Don't worry, she can't escape!"
Fang Yuan's face remained expressionless as he rushed to the location where the Pope had disappeared, pointing a finger furiously: "You think you can leave after showing off? Get back here!!"
"Time Reversal" activated!
Everything in this area would revert to the previous second!
Including... the vanished Pope!