Chapter 953: Authority Demotion
Within the Heavenly Gift Spirit Realm, there was no movement around the black-robed figure.
This caused the intense focus of everyone in the outside world to turn into confusion.
What happened?
Did the Abyssal Saint not have a Spirit Artifact? Or perhaps, had a portion of the Abyssal Saint’s Spirit Artifact undergone Authority Conversion?
Nian Gengcheng’s brows furrowed in confusion.
On the back of the giant Golden Sparrow bird stretching across the horizon, An Xingjia, with dark circles under his heavy eyes, also wore a solemn expression.
According to intelligence gathered from various sources, the Abyssal Saint definitely possessed a Spirit Artifact, though its specific effects were unknown.
Therefore, it was more likely that the Abyssal Saint had embarked on the path of a Sage, or at least had been one before, thus possessing the ability for Authority Conversion.
Considering this, the assessment of the Abyssal Saint’s strength had to be elevated further, An Xingjia mused.
“It seems today was indeed not a wasted trip, with so many interesting things happening. Now, it all depends on what methods the Black Moon Pope has.”
Lilith Baya stared at the scene in the Sky Mirror, a strange glint flashing in her crimson eyes. Could the Black Moon Pope defeat the Abyssal Saint?
However, at this very moment,
Within the Sky Mirror world, as the black-robed figure looked around, he quickly formed an S-class hand seal. As Spirit Particles connected, the surrounding space erupted with near-stellar level extreme heat.
At the same time, the entire Sky Mirror world stuttered and lagged, flashing purple one moment and blood-red the next. Two seconds later, it truly resembled a shattered mirror, with cracks spreading inch by inch.
The people on the ground were once again startled, filled with confusion.
The intelligence indicated that the Abyssal Saint possessed the Blazing Sun Divine Domain, but could this S-class Spirit Robe forcefully break through the Heavenly Gift Authority?
In the mirror space,
As Xia Feng unleashed his Light Constellation Domain, he sensed the world entering a state of stillness. This meant the Pope had activated the Moon Time Divine Domain.
Xia Feng felt his Reason rapidly decreasing.
Was he going to resort to the same old trick again? He wondered. Last time in the Sumeru Realm, the Pope had intended to lower his Reason before usurping his body.
But unfortunately, his bloodline status was too high, and the Pope’s attempt at usurpation backfired instead.
To try again this time, hadn’t he learned his lesson?
“I didn’t expect that the Burning Heaven’s Heavenly Gift Authority would still be ineffective against you, Your Excellency.”
Ten middle-aged men wearing monocles quietly appeared in all directions around Xia Feng. As the words fell, the number of their figures increased from ten to twenty, then forty, then eighty…
They rapidly proliferated, forming dense legions.
The pupils of the monocle-wearing figures, the Netherworld Eyes, were calm and indifferent. As tens of thousands of Popes simultaneously raised their right hands and rotated their monocles clockwise, their eye sockets were instantly filled with terrifying, strange purple mist that seemed to possess consciousness.
The entire Sky Mirror space was engulfed in dark purple light and shadow. As the strange mist churned and roared, it seeped into Xia Feng’s soul.
[Within Enlightenment Domain, you sensed S-class Spirit Artifact – Gui Xu Meng Yan —]
[Copy?]
[Authority Conversion 1.68%, Copy failed —]
To copy a Spirit Artifact, the target’s Authority Conversion progress needs to be below 0.1%.
[Within Enlightenment Domain, you are under attack from My Thought Cage —]
[Cannot copy —]
As expected, it was this thing again, Xia Feng was very familiar with this purple mist.
The Black Moon Pope had used this to try and assimilate the thoughts of two Saintesses, but failed.
Later, he had enveloped the entire Black Moon City with this purple mist, the Red Moon descended, and to this day, there was no news.
Xia Feng could never understand what this purple mist was, but since even his Spirit Artifact could not retrieve much information, it was undoubtedly very dangerous.
He needed to treat it with caution.
However, having chosen to actively step into this formation, he had already prepared a countermeasure.
While contemplating, Xia Feng covered his entire body with the Bloodworm. The Bloodworm was the only ability that could block the purple mist, but it was only a temporary solution.
The corrosive effect of the purple mist was terrifyingly potent, capable of counteracting and dissipating the Bloodworm.
This was the first time Xia Feng had encountered a substance that could contend with the Bloodworm, rapidly depleting his Bloodworm reserves.
“Saint Pixie, you were in Black Moon City back then, so you must have witnessed this mist. Today’s mist is even stronger than before.”
In the dark purple sea of mist, thousands of middle-aged men with identical appearances spoke in unison, their calm voices overlapping, “Once eroded, your thoughts, soul, consciousness, and even concept, will be ‘assimilated’.”
“Old Pope, why don’t you tell me specifically what assimilation means? And from which being does this purple mist originate?”
Xia Feng raised his head to look at the endless figures in the depths of the purple mist. At the same time, behind him, the Holy Knight Space had already been quietly opened. The Undead Knight incarnation was drawing the Nascent Ten Sacred Bow, with divine and profound arrows crackling with light-gold energy.
Swish—
The tens of thousands of Black Moon Popes were about to speak in unison when their Netherworld Eyes converged, noticing something. That was… the aura of the Sumeru Throne!
Although the specific details of the Sumeru Throne’s abilities were unknown, he knew that this divine object could seize Godheads and temporarily reduce Authority Conversion progress.
It would be best not to be hit by this arrow!
Fortunately, the Abyssal Saint should not be able to find his main body’s location…
Swish— The divine arrow seemed to have automatic navigation, making a turn and instantly flashing towards his main body, which was suspended to the east.
His pupils constricted imperceptibly. The arrow instantly enlarged as if dropping frames, hitting him directly between the eyebrows!
[Sumeru Throne]
[Divine Descent Arrow: You can consume Spirit Particles to condense a Divine Descent Arrow. Upon hitting the target, it can temporarily seal a portion of the target’s divinity. The amount of sealing depends on the Spirit Particle quantity you consume.
Note: While divinity decreases, Authority Conversion progress will also decrease accordingly.]
To reduce the target’s Authority Conversion, the prerequisite is to hit the target. However, this was not difficult for Xia Feng.
His Nascent Ten Sacred Armor – Nascent Ten Sacred Bow possessed a 100% hit characteristic and would always track its target unless destroyed.
Combined with the Eye of Deconstruction to expose the Black Moon Pope’s true form, hitting this old fellow was not difficult.
Of course, besides this, Xia Feng did not forget to add the amplification effect of the Memory Storage Cup to each attack. As long as the target was hit, it would cause temporary memory loss.
[Authority Demotion -0.6%]
[Authority Conversion 1.08%, Copy failed —]
Sensing that he was not significantly affected, the Black Moon Pope understood that
the extent of Authority Demotion depended on the amount of Spirit Particles consumed. Clearly, the Abyssal Saint’s current Spirit Particle quantity was insufficient to complete Authority Demotion.
However, just as this thought flashed through the Black Moon Pope’s mind, the bow and arrow behind the black-robed figure in the distance flashed again.
A second divine arrow with an even more magnificent aura instantly entered the Pope’s forehead.
Xia Feng’s Spirit Restraint Coin stored two portions of Venerable Tier Spirit Particle quantities. He had used up the first portion in the past few days and now directly took out the second, instantly consuming 80% again.
[Authority Demotion -1.01%]
[Authority Conversion 0.07%, Target Spirit Artifact Authority Conversion below 0.1%, Copy successful —!]
[You have obtained S-class Spirit Artifact – Gui Xu Meng Yan!]
All of this happened in less than half a second. But before Xia Feng could receive the specific ability information of Gui Xu Meng Yan, his Bloodworm reserves in the Shadow of the Blood Fiend were about to be depleted.
His Reason had dropped below 50.
