National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

The ground, already ravaged and uneven, was now plowed with deep trenches by this power. The very earth groaned in agony under the oppressive force.

The sky above the Demon Cave, once shrouded in darkness, was now illuminated by a golden light as bright as day.

But this was no gentle sunlight; it carried an awe-inspiring majesty.

Under the golden radiance, the darkness in the sky vanished as quickly as burning paper, leaving behind nothing but a dazzling, golden brilliance.

The light was too intense to look at directly, as if it would purge all darkness from the world.

Chu He stood quietly within the golden light, his gaze calm and profound, holding endless wisdom and power.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over Beckett, Guerrero, and the Tota Arhat on the ground. He then glanced at the trembling Twelve-winged Angel in the sky, the corners of his mouth turning up in a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

The smile held the confidence of someone with everything under control, as if the enemies before him were nothing more than insignificant ants.

”Do you think you can stop my plans with just these methods?”

Chu He’s voice was deep and powerful, reverberating through the Demon Cave like a great bell.

Every word carried an invisible force that struck their eardrums, sending ripples of fear through their hearts.

Beckett gritted his teeth, enduring the pain of having his power suppressed. He looked up at Chu He and shouted, ”Chu He, do you think you can get away with this? Justice will triumph over evil! For this act that defies the heavens, you will eventually face retribution!”

Chu He sneered. ”Justice? Evil? In this world where the strong devour the weak, those are merely rules written by the victors. Your so-called justice is nothing but a means to uphold your hypocritical order. And I intend to shatter it all and create a new world.”

Not to be outdone, Guerrero yelled, ”You’re delusional! We won’t let you succeed, even if it costs us our lives!”

Chu He ignored their shouts, his gaze falling once more upon the Twelve-winged Angel in the sky.

The Twelve-winged Angel seemed to feel the pressure in Chu He’s gaze. Its wings beat more furiously, and the holy light emanating from its body grew even more brilliant.

Under Chu He’s immense pressure, its struggles seemed utterly futile.

”You, a creature of the light, will also become a stepping stone on my path forward today.”

As Chu He spoke, he slowly raised his right hand.

As he moved, the vast golden light, drawn by some mysterious force, began to rapidly converge upon his palm.

The golden light condensed in his palm, forming a massive golden orb. The orb contained world-shattering power, and its flickering light threatened to swallow the entire Demon Cave.

The Twelve-winged Angel seemed to sense the mortal danger. It let out a sharp cry filled with both fury and fear.

It swung its Holy Sword, unleashing brilliant blasts of Sword Qi at Chu He one after another.

The Sword Qi, like streaks of white lightning, tore through the golden light and raced toward Chu He.

The corner of Chu He’s mouth lifted slightly, a flash of disdain in his eyes.

He casually waved the golden orb in his hand, and a screen of golden light instantly materialized before him.

The Sword Qi struck the screen, erupting in a flash of dazzling light and a deafening roar.

But the screen of light, like an indestructible barrier, firmly blocked the Twelve-winged Angel’s attack.