"Yahweh, do you have a problem at all?"
Xu Yi floated outside the Gods Array, his eyes flickering with purple electricity as he stared at God.
He didn't beat around the bush but asked directly; given the urgency of the situation, there was no ti to waste.
The gods controlling the Array were initially stunned, then suddenly looked up, fixing their gazes on God, though they found Xu Yi's words absurd, what if it were true?
Jesus didn't answer, his head radiating pure white light, carrying a sense of cleansing everything.
The gods sighed with relief; Jesus's aura had not changed; there seed to be no issue.
It made sense, Jesus was right under their watch; how could they not notice if anything was wrong?
"It seems I was overly suspicious!" Xu Yi exhaled deeply. As he turned around, he waved his hand, and a piece of pale-yellow linen flew out, drifting towards Jesus.
Just as the gods were about to react, they relaxed upon recognizing the piece of linen—it was the Shroud of Turin, a Holy Artifact belonging to Jesus.
Xu Yi stared intensely at Jesus. The Shroud had been borrowed from the Holy Court, which under normal circumstances might have been difficult, but now, at nearly the end of the world, the Holy Court simply couldn't refuse a request from Xu Yi, a formidable warrior.
The Shroud, stained with Divine Blood, was of the sa origin as Jesus and should have returned to him, but the mont it neared him, the Shroud seed to sense sothing, suddenly shuddering and moving away from Jesus.
This incident happened so abruptly that even Xu Yi was taken aback; he had already let down his guard when he saw the Shroud drifting towards Jesus.
Black blood threads suddenly occupied Jesus's pupils, and his usually placid face showed a mocking smile; web-like substances erged from Jesus's back, emitting an enthralling, strange fragrance.
Xu Yi felt an appalling filthiness in the "web," his face paled, and he sprang back, his bone wings unfolding behind him.
The other gods weren't so lucky; they were originally close to Jesus, and most of their power was used to maintain the Array; they simply couldn't resist.
The web tightly entwined the gods, forming one black cocoon after another; at this mont, the gods had essentially beco prey to the Ancient God.
"Whether human or god, all are foolish beings."
Jesus's eyes held a trace of mockery, "If this guy only wanted to seal , I might have had to exert so effort, but he even thought about usurping my power... As a great entity of origin, I of course should fulfill his request."
Xu Yi felt despair; things were worse than he had imagined. God had fallen, and the gods had also been dealt with so easily.
"I very much admire you; why not submit to , and I shall grant you supre power!" Jesus stared at Xu Yi, his words filled with seduction.
"You sure talk a lot, is it because you've slept too long and damaged your brain?"
Xu Yi remained unmoved; he knew well that once he submitted, his soul would be utterly contaminated, and the one controlling his body would no longer be him but a puppet of the Ancient God.
"You are stubbornly ignorant—" Jesus's words were cut off as his body suddenly stiffened; he couldn't even move his eyes.
Holy flas burst forth from Jesus, gathering into a giant cross above his head. The escaping Shroud flew back, rging into the cross along with the magnificent Holy Grail.
The flas soared instantly; the might of the Holy Fla Cross increased hundreds of tis. It descended, piercing through Jesus's body, nailing him above the void.
"Jesus is not dead!" Xu Yi's eyes sparkled.
This wasn't exactly accurate; it'd be more precise to say that Jesus's consciousness hadn't completely succumbed, likely because Xu Yi had exposed the Ancient God's conspiracy early, preventing the complete devouring of God.
"Kill... kill , along with the soul of the Ancient God!"
This phrase struggled out from deep within Jesus's throat.
His gaze fluctuated between clarity and confusion, the Holy Fla and black streams continuously clashing in his pupils.
This was clearly a battle for control of the body between God and the soul of the Ancient God.
The Dark Sun rose once more; the dark divine power within Xu Yi surged like tidal rivers. Whether it was Jesus's prior plan or exploiting the situation, this was an excellent opportunity to annihilate the Ancient God.
"How dare you!"
"Jesus" roared like a dragon, veins pulsating angrily on his face as the black streams in his pupils were about to overpower the Holy Fla.
A powerful Ancient God Domain materialized before him, forcefully pushing Xu Yi back. Just then, the surrounding black cocoons burst into brilliant Divine Light. Although the gods were trapped, they still possessed the power to resist.
The confused Divine Light spread along the web, converging toward "Jesus" like colorful ropes binding him. "Jesus" couldn't break free, roaring continuously, and that powerful domain weakened.
Xu Yi wouldn't miss such an opportunity; he lunged again.
The Dark Sun collided with the Ancient God Domain, its edges bursting into purple sparks, like a high-speed cutting machine slamming into an imnsely robust tal.
Xu Yi roared like thunder, his body's veins exposed; he had exerted his full strength, but the Dark Sun was dissipating. The good news was, he was now close to "Jesus."
Sharp nails rapidly grew; Xu Yi's hand turned into a blade, thrusting fiercely toward "Jesus's" heart. There, Divine Light flickered, indicating a weak spot guided by the gods.
A black lightning enveloped the palm blade, compressed to its limit in the Soul Lord's Domain, far surpassing the Dark Sun's thod, yet difficult to control.
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