"The unique technique of the Church, utilizing light superpower to instantly transform into the Light Domain, converting those within into puppets of the Church. This guy seems to be one of the Church's higher-ups, otherwise, he wouldn't have the qualification to master this ability."

Lu Tianxing's mind recalled the legends about Light Illuminates, biting his tongue hard to prevent himself from falling asleep. If he did, he would be assimilated by the Light Domain in an instant, turning into a puppet, becoming a weapon in the hands of the Church.

"Judge, it seems you're nothing special after all."

Holder saw Lu Tianxing enveloped in light, and his face once again revealed a ferocious smile. Light Enlightenment is one of the Church's strongest techniques, specifically used to convert enemies. Lu Tianxing fell into it, and there's no way he can escape; conversion is the only possibility.

"Bishop Billy, convert him for me. I want him to become my puppet; I want him to personally slaughter his own brothers, hahaha..."

Holder let out a chilling laugh.

"Yes, Saint Heir."

The face of the white elder showed a ferocious expression and he accelerated his chanting. A bright aura emerged from his body, making him look more holy and increasingly inviolable.

Simultaneously, he walked step by step toward Lu Tianxing's position. Each step seemed to carry the weight of a thousand pounds, and a fine sheen of sweat appeared on his face, making his breathing heavy. Trying to convert a middle-stage mythical level powerhouse is definitely not an easy task.

And Lu Tianxing stood motionless inside the light sphere. As the white elder gradually approached him, his originally cold expression became increasingly serene, no longer exuding any hint of murderous intent.

The white elder chanted step by step, with each step causing a large amount of sweat to ooze from his forehead, as if using all his strength. But he did not retreat, for as long as he reached Lu Tianxing's side, Lu Tianxing would truly be converted by him, becoming a puppet of the Church.

"No... not good, he hasn't been converted."

Just within one meter of Lu Tianxing, the white elder's face suddenly changed drastically, and he fled backward frantically as if he had seen a ghost.

And at that moment, Lu Tianxing's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, an overwhelming killing intent erupted from him, directly shredding the light sphere into pieces. The bloodthirsty, cold murderous intent soared to the sky like a Demon God awakening. His eyes were fixed on the white elder, cold, with no emotion, revealing indifference to life.

"It's almost over, time to end this."

Lu Tianxing's voice was full of cruelty, carrying not a shred of human emotion.

As the words fell, he stepped forward, his figure transformed into lightning and dashed out. With both hands, he grasped; in the void, countless blood-red streams of energy surged, forming and appearing in Lu Tianxing's hands, transforming into an Iron Blood Battle Halberd.

The Iron Blood Battle Halberd appeared again, thrusting forward.

Swish!

The air exploded, shooting explosively.

"Can't dodge, can you? Light Guard."

Seeing the Iron Blood Battle Halberd shooting toward him, the white elder's face showed a panicked expression. He couldn't escape; Lu Tianxing's vital force had locked onto him firmly. Running away would only make him die faster. Moreover, the distance between him and Lu Tianxing was already short, nowhere to escape, only able to withstand it.

"Boom!"

The Iron Blood Battle Halberd pierced the white elder, instantly shattering the light sphere. The white elder had no reaction before feeling a chill in his chest, followed by intense pain, as the Iron Blood Battle Halberd stabbed directly into his heart.

"No... impossible, how... how could I die?"

Seeing the Iron Blood Battle Halberd piercing his chest, the white elder's face was full of disbelief.

"You talk too much."

Lu Tianxing dismissed the Iron Blood Battle Halberd, stepped forward, and kicked the white elder's head into pieces.

"Dead, Bishop Billy is dead, how could this be, I don't believe it, I don't believe it! How could he die at the hands of the Judge?"

Holder was completely stunned by this scene, staring blankly as the white elder's head was kicked into pieces. He never would've imagined that Bishop Billy, who had previously beaten Lu Tianxing like a dog, actually died, and died so cleanly and neatly.

"No... can't stay here any longer, he will kill me, run, run quickly! As long as I can escape, as long as I can return to the Church, I can seek revenge on him. Run, run quickly!"

Seeing Lu Tianxing hadn't noticed him yet, Holder's body trembled, and a pair of pure white wings of light suddenly appeared on his back. Without caring about anything, his figure shot up toward the sky, flying towards the distance, not daring to have any contact with Lu Tianxing.

He had been thoroughly terrified by Lu Tianxing; even Bishop Billy, a middle-stage mythical powerhouse, was killed by Lu Tianxing. Now confronting Lu Tianxing would be seeking his own death.

"Trying to run, can you escape?"

Lu Tianxing sneered coldly, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared beside Holder, grabbing him, and throwing him down like trash from the sky.

Lu Tianxing descended from the sky, mercilessly stepped on Holder's face, pressing his face into the soil, and coldly said, "Holder, do you have any last words? If not, I'll send you off."

"I failed, I actually failed. Judge, I didn't expect your strength to be this formidable. Obviously, it was a certain death situation for you, yet you managed to reverse it. I'm not willing, I'm not willing!"

Holder shouted hysterically, his gaze fixed on Lu Tianxing: "However, Judge, you don't dare to kill me. I am the Holy Son of the Church. If you kill me, the Church won't spare you. At that time, no matter where you hide, on earth's remotest shore, you will face inevitable death. I advise you, better release me, don't make a mistake, or no one can save you."

"Hahaha..."

Lu Tianxing laughed heartily, "Holder, you think too highly of yourself. What are you? Holy Son of the Church? Do you think you're worthy? You are just a dog at my feet now, I can crush you at any time, do you believe?"

As he spoke, Lu Tianxing's right foot gently applied force, grinding half of Holder's face into the soft soil.

"Judge, how dare you treat me like this, you deserve a thousand deaths."

Holder roared in anger.

As the Holy Son of the Church, he had always been high above, never humiliated like this. In his eyes, he was the future Pope, one of the world's future top experts. And Lu Tianxing, just a lowly yellow-skinned Houzi, was not comparable to him. Yet now, a yellow-skinned Houzi had stepped on him, the humiliation he felt was unimaginable.

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