CHAPTER 955: CHAPTER 956 SUMMONING ANGEL

Lei Kai couldn’t help but turn his head. Seeing Ye Wudao speak, he sneered, "Kid! Your strength is indeed impressive, but there’s one thing I bet you don’t know—when a Starry Sky Knight wants to leave, no one can stop them!"

Lei Kai’s words were no exaggeration!

Starry Sky Knights excel at aerial combat!

Naturally, they’re even better at escaping!

"You’d better not stay in the sky—it’s dangerous up there!" Ye Wudao warned.

"Hmph, if you’ve got the skill, come catch me!" Lei Kai let out a cold laugh. Without hesitation, he shifted into high gear and transformed into a streak of blue light, disappearing.

Ye Wudao shook his head helplessly.

At that moment, two towering figures suddenly appeared in the sky—it was Long Mie and Black Fox!

"Old Ye, you’re too fast! Chasing you is exhausting!" Long Mie huffed, panting heavily, hands on hips.

"Master is as quick as lightning!" Black Fox said, gasping for breath.

Pointing at the fleeing Lei Kai in the sky, Ye Wudao smiled. "I’ll leave him to you two!"

Long Mie and Black Fox exchanged glances, suddenly invigorated!

"Kill!"

In an instant, the two of them lunged like wild beasts, crisscrossing from both sides and striking Lei Kai fiercely.

"Ahhh!" Lei Kai let out a miserable scream, vomiting blood, and stumbled backward.

He raised his head and was shocked to see two more Dragon Country warriors appear. Furious, he shouted, "Dragon Country cultivators! I am a Starry Sky Knight of the Holy Court! Those without eyes, scram! If you dare lay a finger on me, the Holy Court will never spare you!"

Long Mie and Black Fox exchanged looks and burst into raucous laughter.

"Oh, Starry Sky Knight, so impressive! I’m *shaking* in fear!"

"If you’re so powerful, why run away?" Long Mie and Black Fox taunted.

"You—you!" Lei Kai seethed with rage but swallowed his indignation as he tried to retreat.

However, Long Mie and Black Fox had no intention of letting him go, striking simultaneously.

"Dragon Shatter Claw!"

"Black Shadow Fist!"

Boom!

Under their combined attack, Lei Kai couldn’t withstand even a single strike. His body exploded into a mist of blood.

Hiss!

The Holy Court was utterly stunned.

"Two more Dragon Country strongmen have joined the fight!"

"Lord Lei Kai was killed instantly!"

"Terrifying!"

Ye Wudao shook his head helplessly, saying, "I told you not to run."

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Long Mie and Black Fox landed before Ye Wudao, the three standing together, forming an awe-inspiring sight.

...

With Lei Kai’s fall, the morale of the Holy Court soldiers wavered, and fear filled their hearts!

"Why panic? With me, the Archbishop, here, none shall protect the Blood Clan!" Yarvelid slammed his staff into the ground, silencing the field.

Yarvelid turned to Ye Wudao and said, "Honored one, our Holy Court has no animosity toward Dragon Country. If you are willing to withdraw, you will become our esteemed guest!"

Hearing Yarvelid’s offer, the Blood Clan members were visibly tense!

What if the Dragon Country warriors defected?

Or even chose neutrality?

The Blood Clan would be doomed!

Ye Wudao stood with hands behind his back, shaking his head quietly. "Sorry, I have no interest in becoming a guest of the Holy Court. The Blood Clan are my friends, and when friends are in trouble, aid must be given!"

Ye Wudao’s words deeply moved the Blood Clan members, their eyes glistening as they shed tears.

"Old Three!" Will cried out in gratitude.

Yarvelid’s face contorted with rage. He spoke coldly, "I’ve given your Dragon Country people a chance, but you failed to treasure it!"

"Hey, Holy Court bald monk, enough talk! If it’s a fight you want, then let’s fight!" Long Mie’s temper flared as he shouted rashly.

"So be it! Don’t blame me for showing no mercy!" Yarvelid’s gaze turned icy. He gripped his staff and began to chant under his breath.

"O’ great and merciful Lord, your humble servant, Yarvelid, beseeches your divine power to strike down these wicked Dragon Country heretics before me!"

Suddenly, a radiant and sacred aura enveloped Yarvelid.

Yarvelid’s presence began to grow exponentially in intensity!

"What move is this?" Long Mie’s eyes filled with doubt.

"Never seen it before..." Black Fox shook his head.

Will warned urgently, "Dear elders, this is a Holy Court technique! They claim to harness the power of Heaven—it’s incredibly dangerous..."

Yarvelid brandished his purple staff and sneered, "Holy Light Kill!"

In an instant, a fearsome purple light shot toward Ye Wudao and his companions!

"Let me handle it!" Long Mie stepped forward and unleashed a punch.

Bang!

A deafening blast rang out. Long Mie staggered backward, successfully blocking the attack!

But his hand was charred black, evidently injured.

"Long Mie, are you alright?" Black Fox asked, concerned.

"I’m fine! That Holy Court bald monk’s move is truly formidable!" Long Mie grunted.

Meanwhile, Yarvelid sneered silently, continuing to wield his purple staff!

"Holy Light Cross Kill!"

Suddenly, a cross-shaped purple light hurtled toward Long Mie with an almost cataclysmic force!

Long Mie dared not be careless—he employed his full strength to block!

A muffled sound echoed. Long Mie staggered backward, his face pale.

"Long Mie, I’ll help you!" Black Fox, sensing danger, rushed to support!

Boom!

The explosion of Holy Light forced both Long Mie and Black Fox to retreat, their footing unstable!

"Lord Yarvelid’s might is unmatched!"

"Yarvelid is unstoppable!" Ten thousand Holy Court warriors erupted in excitement upon seeing Yarvelid gain the upper hand.

Yarvelid sneered, "Today, I’ll toll the death knell for you Dragon Country people!"

"All Holy Court warriors—kill!"

At Yarvelid’s command, ten thousand Holy Court members charged like tidal waves.

Ye Wudao spoke, "Long Mie, Black Fox, those Holy Court grunts are yours to take care of!"

"Alright!" Long Mie and Black Fox nodded, reminding him, "But you better be careful—that bald monk’s moves are fierce!"

"Haha, no big deal!" Ye Wudao smiled calmly.

With Long Mie and Black Fox joining the fray, the Blood Clan’s burden eased significantly; they even began counterattacking!

Conversely, the Holy Court suffered heavy losses!

After a few charges, their casualties reached two to three thousand!

Observing the battlefield, Yarvelid knew he must eliminate the three Dragon Country warriors!

His primary target: Ye Wudao!

"If I kill this young Dragon Country champion, the other two will be easy to deal with!" Yarvelid thought, raising his staff to initiate his technique.

"Holy Light Kill!"

A dazzling purple light attacked Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao’s eyes remained serene. To him, the blinding purple light seemed to slow by tenfold.

He slowly raised a single finger, which emitted a terrifying aura of lightning.

"Thunder Killing Finger!"

Instantly, the two forces collided violently!

Both were like ferocious beasts aiming to destroy one another, but Ye Wudao’s Thunder Killing Finger proved stronger, devouring the Holy Light completely.

"No... impossible! This man’s finger technique actually defeated my Holy Light Kill!" Yarvelid’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"My turn now!" Ye Wudao said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Yarvelid’s pupils contracted sharply!

Where is he?!

In the next moment, Ye Wudao appeared before Yarvelid like a bolt of lightning, delivering a brutal punch to the pale face of the purple-robed Archbishop.

"Crack!"

The sound of breaking bones was accompanied by a pig-like scream. Yarvelid, the once-proud purple-robed Archbishop, crashed face-first into the ground, humiliated like never before.

Boom!

The ground instantly caved into a pit seven or eight meters deep!

Half a minute later, Yarvelid crawled out of the pit, his face swollen like a pig’s head, blood dripping from his mouth, utterly pathetic!

All Blood Clan members, seeing the Archbishop in this sorry state, burst into hearty laughter, their hearts exultant!

"Haha, Yarvelid finally had his day!"

"That felt amazing!"

"This young Dragon Country warrior is incredible!"

As joy surged through the Blood Clan, their admiration and respect for Ye Wudao skyrocketed!

Yarvelid, hearing the mockery of the Blood Clan he had always despised, grew dark-faced, gnashing his teeth, his expression twisted in rage!

"If you have more techniques, unleash them all!" Ye Wudao stood with hands behind his back, his gaze indifferent.

"Dragon Country warrior, you’ve pushed me to this!" Yarvelid vowed, pulling out a purple crucifix from around his neck. This was the powerful life-saving artifact bestowed upon him by the Pope during his promotion to purple-robed Archbishop!

It was meant to be used against formidable heretics or demonic entities!

Yarvelid gripped the crucifix, dropped to one knee, his expression pious, and began reciting complex incantations: "All-powerful and merciful Lord, your humble servant Yarvelid seeks your aid! I implore you to send forth the mighty Holy Light Messenger to destroy these heretics!"

Upon finishing, Yarvelid spat a mouthful of blood onto the purple crucifix, which instantly turned blood-red!

Yarvelid seemed to have sacrificed tremendous power yet looked ecstatic; "It worked!"

He rose, clutching the crimson crucifix. In a flash, radiant pure sanctified light enveloped the surroundings, brighter than the blazing sun!

Many weaker Blood Clan members caught in this light combusted, screaming in agony as flames consumed them!

"Ahhh!"

"Why is my body on fire?!"

"Help me!"

Watching the horrifying scene, Will’s scalp tingled, his face filled with terror. "No! This bald Holy Court monk is summoning an Angel!"