The sound made their ears buzz, their minds went blank in an instant, and their thoughts seemed to be completely shattered by the loud noise, turning into nothingness. The people who were already in panic were even more at a loss in the face of this huge explosion. Their hearts were filled with fear and they completely lost the ability to think.

"What…what happened!" Everyone in the square tried their best to keep their bodies steady, their voices filled with undisguised panic. Their voices trembled like leaves in the wind, every syllable was trembling, every word was filled with fear of the unknown and extreme anxiety. The voice seemed not to come from their throats, but from the depths of their souls that were filled with extreme fear.

"Look!" A sharp voice that almost pierced the sky broke the brief and suffocating silence. The voice was filled with extreme fear, as if seeing the most terrifying scene in the world.

"This... This is impossible!" Someone cried out in despair. The sound was like the scream of a soul being torn apart, full of disbelief and deep despair. His voice became distorted due to excessive fear, making people shudder.

Some of the strong men who were located at the heights outside the square and those who had reached the Saint Realm quickly soared into the air. When their eyes clearly caught the scene happening around them, their expressions froze instantly, as if time had stopped at this moment. Their brows were filled with deep astonishment, and their eyes seemed to say that they simply could not believe the nightmare-like scenes before their eyes. Their eyes were as big as copper bells, as if they were about to break free of the constraints of their eye sockets and jump out directly. Their mouths were slightly open, but no sound came out, and they were completely shocked by the scene before them.

Seeing the faces of the powerful Saints flying high into the sky suddenly change, more and more people in the square began to climb up to the heights regardless of everything. The wind-attributed magicians did not hesitate to use the flying spell directly, just to stay in the air for a short time and find out what was going on. Their movements were hurried and flustered, like a flock of sheep being chased by hungry wolves, their hearts filled with fear of the unknown. Their heartbeats accelerated rapidly, their breathing became rapid, and every movement was filled with the instinct for survival and fear of the unknown.

When they finally saw the horrifying scene happening in the Holy See, their expressions were exactly the same as those of the Saint Domain masters, or even more exaggerated. They were dumbfounded, as if their brains had instantly lost the ability to control their words and actions. They stood there like wooden logs, motionless, staring blankly ahead with their eyes wide open, as if their souls had left their bodies. Their eyes were empty and lifeless, as if they had seen the end of the world, and were completely shocked by the horror before their eyes.

The Church of Light, this magnificent building located in the west of Fenlai City, covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of acres. It was once an extremely magnificent and breathtaking complex of buildings, each of which exuded a sacred and solemn atmosphere. The towering spires soared into the sky, the magnificent halls shone with golden light, and the reliefs on the walls were lifelike, telling the glorious history and sacred mission of the Church of Light.

But at this moment, without warning, every corner of the Holy See of Light was hit by a huge explosion. Under the impact of this violent explosion, the magnificent buildings instantly turned into nothingness, and just dissipated directly into the endless void, without even a trace left. The scene was like the coming of the end of the world, which made people tremble with fear and tremble with their souls. Huge stones and wood blocks were blown into the sky, and then fell like raindrops, hitting the ground with a dull sound. Flames and thick smoke rose into the sky, dyeing the entire sky black.

Boom!
In the distant sky, a deep and heavy sound of footsteps resounded. This sound seemed to be the roar of a giant beast from ancient times, with endless majesty and the power to destroy the world, shaking everyone's heart and making their souls tremble. This sound seemed to be the wrath of the universe, the punishment of heaven and earth, making people feel extremely small and fragile.

As Jiang Han's seemingly casual kick landed, the tens of thousands of acres of the Church of Light suddenly burst into a dazzling light that was too dazzling for people to look directly at. In that light, one could faintly hear the miserable screams of countless people, but the sound was fleeting, as if it had never existed. The light was as brilliant and violent as the sun exploding, making it impossible for people to look directly at it. Even a brief glance was enough to blind people. The entire space was illuminated by this light, as if time had stopped at this moment.

When the dazzling light that frightened people disappeared, and the people in the square were finally able to see everything around them again, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and their whole bodies instantly became numb, as if they were frozen in the long river of time. Their bodies seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move at all. The darkness after the light disappeared seemed even deeper and more terrifying, as if it swallowed up everything.

"The Holy See of Light is gone... gone!" Someone trembled and squeezed out these words with difficulty. Every word seemed to have exhausted all his strength, full of despair and disbelief. His voice was hoarse and low, as if his soul was broken with these words.

"It's him, it must be him!" Another person stretched out a trembling finger and pointed at Jiang Han, his voice filled with deep fear. His finger was trembling, as if he was not pointing at a person, but a demon from hell.

"Who is he?" More people asked this question, their eyes full of confusion and awe. It was the fear of unknown power and the awe of incomprehensible existence. They stared at Jiang Han, trying to find the answer from him, but they could only see mystery and unpredictability.

Looking at the once glorious Church of Light, which has now become a ruin of tens of thousands of acres, to be precise, it is no longer the Church of Light, but a dead ruin. The strong men gradually came back to their senses from their initial trance, and their eyes were fixed on the demon-like figure in the sky. Their eyes showed deep fear, with undisguised horror. Their hearts were filled with awe of Jiang Han's terrifying power. The pride and confidence they once had disappeared at this moment, leaving only fear and awe of the unknown power.

The Church of Light, one of the top forces in the Yulan Continent, was once like an unshakable mountain in people's hearts, indestructible. The towering buildings, powerful believers, and sacred doctrines all made people full of awe and faith in it. However, in just a few breaths, it turned into a ruin. It all happened so suddenly and unexpectedly that they were caught off guard and had no time to react. They once firmly believed that the Church of Light was an eternal existence and an authority that no one could challenge. However, at this moment, in front of Jiang Han's destructive power, the Church of Light seemed so vulnerable, as fragile as a candle in the wind. The glory and majesty of the past disappeared in an instant, leaving only desolation and despair. What's more, today is the most important missionary day of the Church of Light. This should have been the sacred moment for the Church of Light to show the world its supreme authority and glory, but it was unexpected that on this day, the huge Church of Light would be destroyed in an instant. This special day should have been a time for the Church of Light to shine brightly and be admired by everyone, but it turned out to be its doomsday, its eternal end. The carefully prepared ceremony, the expectant believers, and the gorgeous decorations all vanished in an instant, swallowed up by the power of destruction.

The tens of thousands of believers who once lived in the Church of Light also became part of the ruins along with the collapsed buildings. The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, which was so strong that it made people sick and terrified to the extreme. The breath of death was like a heavy haze, covering this land that was once considered sacred and inviolable, making people feel extremely depressed and desperate, as if the whole world was plunged into endless darkness. The laughter and devout prayers of the past were replaced by the shadow of death at this moment.

"Your Holiness, the Holy See is gone..." The faces of the cardinals suddenly turned ashen, lifeless. Their voices trembled, full of despair and helplessness, as if they were the walking dead whose souls had been taken away. Their eyes were empty as they stared at the ruins, unable to accept the reality before them. Not only them, but also the other high-ranking officials of the Holy See on the high platform, all seemed to be struck by a bolt from the blue, with faces at a loss, as if struck by thunder and lightning, and dumbfounded, like clay sculptures or wooden sculptures. They stared at the ruins in front of them, unable to accept this extremely cruel reality no matter what. The power and glory of the past collapsed in an instant, leaving only endless despair and pain.

"You... you are the leader of Jiangmen!" Pope Hastings suppressed his inner fear and slowly came into the air. He first glanced at the dusty ruins around him, then took a long breath, trying to suppress the throbbing in his heart that almost swallowed him. He stared at Jiang Han vigilantly. At this moment, his whole body was as tense as an extremely hard stone, and every muscle was stiff due to extreme tension. His heart sank as if it was filled with heavy cold lead, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. Although his eyes were full of fear and uneasiness, as the Pope, he still tried to maintain the last bit of dignity and majesty. His voice was low and trembling, and he tried hard to maintain his superficial calm.

"Master Jiang, it turns out that he is the Master Jiang who disappeared for ten years!" Someone said as if he had suddenly realized something, his voice full of shock and disbelief. His eyes were full of surprise, and he couldn't believe that the powerful man in front of him was the legendary Master Jiang who disappeared.

"How is it possible! Didn't they say that the leader of Jiangmen is just a Saint Realm expert? Look, is this something a Saint Realm expert can do?" another person questioned, his voice full of disbelief, as if everything in front of him was just an unreal nightmare. His eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement, unable to accept this reality that was completely different from the legend.

"Could it be that he has become a god like the God of War and the High Priest?" Someone speculated in awe, with a tone of deep fear and awe of the unknown power. His voice was full of uncertainty and fear of the unknown, as if he was facing an existence beyond understanding.

"In this case, aren't Haitings and his men in danger?" More people began to worry about the fate of Haitings and his men. Their eyes moved back and forth between Jiang Han and Haitings, their hearts filled with anticipation and fear of what was about to happen. Their mood was complicated and tangled, they were afraid of Jiang Han's powerful strength, and they were also worried about the safety of Haitings and his men.

The atmosphere in the square was extremely tense, and everyone held their breath, as if waiting for the judgment of fate. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the whole square fell into a deathly silence, with only the lingering smoke and the pervasive fear filling the air.

"Is this Haitings using himself as a cauldron to attract the six-winged angel?" Looking at Haitings flying into the air and releasing an extremely terrifying aura, everyone in the square was shocked. Their eyes were wide open, full of disbelief and fear. The aura around Haitings was raging like a storm, making them feel difficult to breathe, and the shock in their hearts was like a raging storm.

"You have blasphemed the Lord of Light and destroyed my Lord's earthly heritage. Your sins are unforgivable!" In the sky, Haitings had a cold face, like a high god, and his expression was full of majesty and anger. His voice was low and cold, but it was not the same tone as before. Obviously, the one who was controlling Haitings' body was the descending six-winged angel. The voice seemed to carry the power of judgment, echoing in the air, impacting everyone's heart.

"Lord of Light?" Jiang Han was unmoved by the name, and his expression did not change. His eyes were still firm and cold, as if the so-called Lord of Light was not worth mentioning in his eyes. "He can't care about the Yulan Continent. Even if the Church of Light here is destroyed, I'm afraid he won't care." Jiang Han's voice was calm and steady, with a sense of control and confidence in the situation.

At this point, Jiang Han narrowed his eyes, and his tone suddenly changed, his voice became cold: "If he really comes, so what! Anyone who violates Jiangmen will be killed!" His words were firm, full of determination and fearlessness, as if declaring his determination to the whole world.

"How dare you! What a big tone!" Jiang Han's words instantly angered the six-winged angel. With a shout, holy light radiated from Haitings' body. The light was like the sun exploding, dazzling and blinding, making it impossible to look directly at it. (End of this chapter)