Chapter 6227 - Divine Statue Blessing

“The City Lord has actually unleashed his strongest ultimate move.” Bai Yingtian's face was filled with astonishment. The so-called Seven Turns involved merging the seven Imperial Bodies into one, one of the top-tier ultimate moves of the Bai Emperor City lineage. Because the City Lord of Bai Emperor City possessed seven Imperial Bodies, if there were eight, it would be Eight Turns, which would be even more powerful, but also more dangerous. The merger of eight Imperial Bodies would also have a terrifying impact on oneself, and after one strike, one would be injured. The severity of the injury would depend on the body's resilience and mastery over the power. This move was rarely used unless in life-or-death situations. Yet, the City Lord of Bai Emperor City used it against a Human Sovereign. The City Lord of Bai Emperor City was known for his deep and strategic mind, rarely acting irrationally out of anger. This means that Mo Nian's power had reached a level where this move was necessary. “Boom!” Two enormous hands collided fiercely in the void, causing an explosive sound like a divine war drum being shattered. It echoed in the ears, making people dizzy. Those with weaker strength fainted directly from the shock. Even with a grand array isolating most of the divine might, if it weren't for the protection, countless people in Bai Emperor City would have been shaken to death. “Thud, thud...” In the distance, hidden experts fell from the void like dumplings. Even those at the mid-stage of Emperor Realm couldn't withstand such a terrifying impact, vomiting blood and falling from the sky. Looking back at the void, Mo Nian stood firm after retreating several steps, while the City Lord of Bai Emperor City was already vomiting blood, staining his clothes red. “What?” In a head-on collision, the City Lord of Bai Emperor City was injured, yet Mo Nian showed no signs of harm. People were utterly shocked. “What kind of monster is this, able to match a late-stage Emperor expert?” “This Mo Nian might be as strong as Long Chen, or even stronger.” “Remember, when Long Chen faced a late-stage Emperor expert, he summoned the Earth Vein Bull Python to fight, not daring to act himself.” “You can't say that; that battle was a while ago. Who knows how strong Long Chen is now. Whether Long Chen or Mo Nian is stronger is meaningless unless they come out and fight.” “Indeed, it's meaningless because both are the pride of our Human race, which is a great thing for us.” “Yes, if they don't fall, the Human race will surely have a place in the future battles among all races.” People discussed fervently, most indifferent to who was right or wrong between Bai Emperor City and Mo Nian. They cared more about the future of the Human race. Many Humans stayed in Bai Emperor City seeking protection, outwardly loyal but not true devotees, just looking for a safe place. “First save me, then together let's kill him!” The ancestor of the Seven-Colored Deer Clan roared. Only then did people remember the old man, quickly looking in his direction. The divine might from the coffin was still strong, and the devouring force undiminished, leaving the elder on the brink of collapse. The City Lord of Bai Emperor City turned pale, his face filled with murderous intent. Mo Nian was too strong, like a monster. “Such a person cannot be left alive. If he grows, Bai Emperor City will face a terrifying enemy,” the City Lord thought. “Mo Nian, I acknowledge your strength and limitless potential, but your heart is crooked, and your killing intent too heavy. You might stray down a dark path. If you stay in Bai Emperor City, repent before the Bai Emperor Statue and wash away your sins, we will not only spare you but also honor you as the Bai Emperor's son. With the Bai Emperor's guidance, the entire city would be yours, ensuring your limitless future,” the City Lord suddenly said calmly. “What?” Countless experts in Bai Emperor City were shocked, thinking they misheard, while Bai Yingtian's face changed drastically. He was one of the candidates for the future Bai Emperor's son, which would allow him to inherit the Bai Emperor's mantle, gain the power of faith, and become the master of this lineage. His anger reached its peak, his body trembling uncontrollably, eager to rush out and tear Mo Nian apart. “Don't be agitated; it's the City Lord's scheme. If he agrees, he'll be imprisoned forever, never seeing daylight. If he refuses, he'll be killed, and no one can blame Bai Emperor City,” an elder secretly transmitted to Bai Yingtian. Bai Yingtian calmed down slightly, but looking at Mo Nian, envy burned in his heart. Despite having condensed two hundred Emperor Flames, facing Mo Nian, he felt powerless, a sense of defeat rising before even fighting, something he had never experienced. As the City Lord's words echoed, the entire city fell silent, and even external experts couldn't believe their ears. Facing the City Lord's words, Mo Nian smirked, “Just tricks, all tricks. If I agree, I'm trapped; if I refuse, you have an excuse. Truly a paragon of hypocrisy and shamelessness. But trying to trap Mo Nian is a waste of effort. I've eaten more rice than you've eaten salt, walked more bridges than you've walked roads. Whatever tricks you have, bring them on. That old deer is mine; let's see what you can do.” Mo Nian rejected outright, and the City Lord seemed to have anticipated this result, his face turning cold: “Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for going all out.” “Bang!” The City Lord clapped his hands, and a divine statue's shadow appeared behind him. The entire Bai Emperor City trembled, and a vast, sacred light illuminated the city. On the plaza, the Bai Emperor Statue glowed, and runes formed from the power of faith began to rise from its base. “It's the Bai Emperor Statue's blessing!” someone exclaimed. As the power of faith rose, the seven Imperial Bodies behind the City Lord trembled slightly. “Boom!” With a roar, the City Lord's aura surged dramatically, and the seven Imperial Bodies became eight. “Boom!” Another roar, and eight became nine, his aura now several times stronger, the terrifying Emperor's might making all paths wail. “Mo Nian!” The City Lord spoke, his voice now sacred and grand, causing Mo Nian's soul to ache. Other experts couldn't help but clutch their heads, as if their minds were exploding, the voice piercing their souls, a formless hand trying to grasp their spirits. “What do you want, calling me dad?” Mo Nian replied.