Rebirth of Coiling Dragon

Chapter 175 - Killing the Sacred Isle

A large ship was heading towards the Holy See's Sacred Isle.

The tide beat against the beach. The large ship finally docked at the mouth of the island. The violet-robed Special Executors of the Ecclesiastical Tribunal stared coldly at the enormous ship. Along the pedals, the senior foreman in charge of escorting the ship was the first to alight.

"How many have arrived?" The leader of the Special Executors asked coldly.

The disembarking high ranking deacon said respectfully, "Milord, this shipment has brought over eight hundred people."

"Right." The Special Executor nodded slightly. "Quick, get them all out. First help them clean up and change into clean clothes."

"Yes sir!"

And then, one dirty slave after another was escorted out by these attendants.

"Holy See, Light? Bright dog shit! " An angry shout came from the group of slaves, followed by the resounding sound of whips.

"If you have the ability, kill me! I'm blind! I can't believe I'm going on a pilgrimage!" The slave cried out angrily, "My wife, where is my daughter? You got them all here? A pilgrimage? "Your father is really blind — Woo woo, woo —"

With a flash of the blade, a large gash appeared in the slave's mouth, and a chunk of his tongue fell off.

"What's going on?" The Special Executor barked at the low-level Executor holding the whip.

"Lord, I don't know either." "On the way back, those thorns have long been tamed. I didn't expect this fellow to continue enduring until now."

The slave whose tongue had been cut off was staring hatefully at these Executors.

As for the other slaves, most of them had long since given up all hope and continued to walk forward numbly.

Within a wide underground tunnel.

Hai Tingsi was dressed in a milky-white robe, with a beautiful white-clothed Priestess behind him. Right at this moment, a large number of slaves, who had been washed and put on clean clothes, were being escorted towards the dark end of this underground tunnel.

"Wuuuuuu ~ ~ ~" The slave whose tongue had been cut off had also washed and changed into a clean set of clothes.

When he saw Hai Tingsi, he immediately opened his eyes wide in fear.

In the Holy Union, Hai Tingsi had held a large mass ceremony. This slave had seen Hai Tingsi with his own eyes before and knew that this Hai Tingsi was the Holy See's Pope.

Immediately, he cried out to Hai Tingsi in anger.

"Foolish people. They should be proud to sacrifice their lives for the great Lord Chiquita." The white robed female priest behind Hai Tingsi snorted.

"How many souls does Lord Chiquita still need in order to fully recover?" Hai Tingsi asked the white-clothed priestess.

The white-robed priestess respectfully said: "Your Holiness, we have sent tens of thousands of people over this year. Most of Chiquita's strength has been restored but according to what you have said, if she wants to fully recover, she will need another ten thousand ordinary souls."

"Ten thousand ordinary souls?" It will take some time. " Hai Tingsi frowned.

"But of course, if it's a Saint-level soul, ten is enough." The white-robed priestess said.

Hai Tingsi frowned, and glanced at the white robed priestess: "Saint soul? "Hmph, remember, go and serve Lord Chiquita. Don't talk about other things."

"Yes." The white-robed priestess responded respectfully.

Hai Tingsi glanced at the end of the tunnel, then looked at the slaves that were continuously being escorted deeper into the cave. He sighed in his heart: This Chiquita, seriously …

Although Hai Tingsi was a little disgusted with Chiquita.

However, Hai Tingsi was very clear of Chiquita's terrifying strength.

Ever since the matter of the Anarchic Lands, after disregarding their agreement and falling out with Lin Feng, Hai Tingsi had started to make meticulous preparations. If Lin Feng led a group of people from the Sacred Region to this Sacred Isle, how would he deal with it?

"Fortunately, the Radiant Sovereign was kind enough to allow Lord Chiquita to suddenly appear at this critical moment." Hai Tingsi silently said in his heart.

But the current Hai Tingsi did not know, that Lin Feng had already passed through the ocean, and was rushing back to their Sacred Isle.

Although the news of Lin Feng becoming a god had already spread amongst the experts of the Yulan continent and the God Realm, the Holy See did not receive any news of him. Although there were a lot of Saint realm experts in the Holy See, because of Bei Lute, the Saint realm experts in the Holy See didn't have the qualifications to enter the Necropolis of the Gods. It could be said that the Holy See's Saint Rulers were existences that were isolated by the other Saint Rulers in the Yulan continent.

Tens of thousands of kilometers in the air, the Sacred Isle seemed very peaceful. From the distant horizon, a figure was flying over at high speed.

Lin Feng had come with the original body and divine wind clone, so his speed was naturally extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in the air above the Sacred Isle.

Lin Feng sensed an enormous aura of light, just like the Fenlai City back then.

"Hai Tingsi, come out!" Lin Feng's voice exploded. The seawater around the Sacred Isle was shocked by this sound, sending waves that were over a dozen meters high.

On the Sacred Isle, those below the sixth rank were directly knocked out.

With that, more than half of the Holy See's troops fell.

Even though Lin Feng was shouting it casually, there was a trace of 'profound meaning to his voice' contained within it. The 'Profound Truths of the Sound', formed from the fusion of the 'Sound Wave' and 'Music', not only contained material attacks, it also contained soul attacks. If Lin Feng had not intended to kill them, the entire Sacred Isle would have turned into a dead island.

"Lin Feng?" Through the window, Hai Tingsi looked at the smiling Lin Feng standing in midair, and his expression suddenly changed greatly.

The high-ranking members of the Church of the Radiant Temple who were gathered on the ninth floor could clearly see Lin Feng smiling like a demon through the enormous translucent windows. Seeing this scene, their hearts began to tremble. Just a roar was enough to injure them, so the terror of Lin Feng's strength could be imagined. But the leading Hai Tingsi had been silent the entire time.

"That's Lin Feng. Yulan continent's number one genius, Lin Feng, has come."

Everyone was panicking!

"Hmph." A cold snort rang out. Instantly, all of the upper echelons of the ninth floor fell silent. Holy Emperor Hai Tingsi, who used to have a warm smile on his face, usually stayed away from his watch even when he was angry. But now he didn't try to hide it anymore.

"Fallen Leaf." Hai Tingsi's deep voice rang out within the Radiant Temple, and even outside the Radiant Temple.

A figure suddenly appeared within the ninth floor of the shrine. It was the spiritual leader of the Ascetics, Lord Fallen Leaf.

"Fallen Leaf, this time, it's all up to you." Hai Tingsi looked at Fallen Leaf.

Fallen Leaf's face grew solemn as well. "Don't worry. Fifteen are Four-Winged Angels, ten are Berserkers, six are Ascetics, and four are Special Executors of the Saint-level. Including me, there are a total of thirty-six of you who have formed this "Great Six-Point Battle Formation".

Hai Tingsi nodded slightly.

Including Fallen Leaf, only now did the thirty-six Saints make up their numbers. Most of them were only early-stage and mid-stage Saints.

"All the powers of the Church and the future of the Church are placed on top of this." Hai Tingsi's heart felt heavy, almost all of the Church's Saint Force was placed on it.

Number one on the list of flowers, he hoped to maintain his position.