Chapter 1579: Chapter 1579 - Devouring the Power of Faith

Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated

Saladin originally thought that he could easily defeat Qingfeng Li with the Faith talisman script spiritual attack.

However, it had been a long time and Qingfeng Li was still standing there silently without any fear or worries.

Saladin also clearly saw Qingfeng Li’s face was plastered with a smile of satisfaction, as if he was tasting the most delicious food. This made Saladin feel very upset.

In the past, some Devils and ferocious beasts had attacked the Pope’s Pagoda before and Saladin had also used the Power of Faith to tear and devour the others’ spirits. However he felt puzzled and confused about why it had no effect on Qingfeng Li this time.

Of course, Saladin did not know that Qingfeng Li had a Black-and-White Millstone deep inside his mind. If he knew it, he would not have attacked Qingfeng Li with Faith talisman scripts.

After a moment, the Black-and-White Millstone deep inside Qingfeng Li’s mind-space had finally devoured all of Power of Faith’s talisman scripts and turned it into his own strength.

The Black-and-White Millstone even burped, feeling very comfortable and expressing some gratitude to Qingfeng Li.

Although Qingfeng Li could not communicate with Black-and-White Millstone deep in his mind, he clearly perceived the goodwill generated by the Millstone.

This made Qingfeng Li very excited, because as long as he had the Black-and-White Millstone, he was not afraid of the Pope’s Pagoda’s Power of Faith.

Even there were so much Power of Faith here and it might be very powerful to others, it seemed to be delicious food to Qingfeng Li.

If Saladin knew that Qingfeng Li would treat every one of his believer’s faith as food, he would surely be angered half to death and would not be able to stop himself from jumping off from the eighteenth floor of the pagoda.

“Qingfeng Li, you must be an evildoer. Otherwise how come the Faith talisman script attack had no effect on you?” Saladin looked at Qingfeng Li and said with a cold and cruel look.

In the heart of Saladin, Qingfeng Li had been put into the scope of evildoers. He was a mutated demon, who had reincarnated from a ferocious beast. Otherwise Qingfeng Li would have been killed by his attacks already.

Hearing Saladin’s words, Qingfeng Li rolled his eyes and said coldly, “Saladin, as an old master who saw that his attack had no effect on me, you actually went into denial! How shameful.”

A touch of anger appeared in Saladin’s eyes, caused by Qingfeng Li’s scolding. He was the Old Pope in the Pope’s Pagoda, so he naturally could not accept being ridiculed by Qingfeng Li.

Enraged, Saladin began waving his palms, gathering a giant cross seal, condensing the Power of Faith from 9 levels of the Pope’s Pagoda, and forming a huge light beam that shot towards Qingfeng Li’s spirit.

Saladin believed the Faith talisman scriptures were powerful enough this time. It would be able to crush Qingfeng Li’s spirit, tearing his spirit energy apart, and making him a dry corpse.

Saladin’s idea was very good, but reality was often very cruel.

When Saladin gathered the nine levels of faith to attack Qingfeng Li, the Black-and-White Millstone in Qingfeng Li’s mind exuded two forces.

There was a black light and a white light, forming a huge Taichi eight-diagram talisman scripture. It contained chaotic energy which seemed to come from the depths of the universe.

This energy headed straight at the huge faith talisman scripture, spreading apart to devour it all.

Poor Saladin did not even know that the faith power that he had gathered for over several thousands of years, a full nine levels of the pagoda’s power of faith, was now completely devoured by the Black-and-White Millstone in Qingfeng Li’s mind-space.

Of course, the Black-and-White Millstone also knew its own limits. It did not eat alone. It knew that all of it was because of Qingfeng Li.

The Black-and-White Millstone had eaten most of the Power of Faith, leaving less than half for Qingfeng Li.

Although it was only a small half of the Power of Faith, Qingfeng refined it and turned it into his own huge Spirit energy.

At this moment, Qingfeng Li’s spirit energy had reached level nine of the spirit emperor realm, leveling up several small realms.

The spirit energy of Qingfeng Li was only a bit away from supreme level. As long as a large amount of the Power of Faith was absorbed, his spirit energy would reach the spirit supreme level, and be able to wipe out the world of self-cultivators by then. At that time, no one would be Qingfeng Li’s opponent if they were below the supreme realm level.

“Hahahaha, Saladin, the Power of Faith is too weak. It is not my opponent at all.” Qingfeng Li laughed and looked at Saladin with arrogance and disdain.

Hearing the words of Qingfeng Li, Saladin almost spat out blood from being too pissed off, his aged face covered by wrinkles.

Saladin was definitely the oldest one in the Tiger Continent’s world of Self-cultivators, and he had been living for a few hundred years. He was the Tiger Continent’s most powerful and most talented individual, respected and worshipped by countless believers.

But now Saladin was like an ant in Qingfeng Li’s eyes, one-sidedly bullied and humiliated.

“Why, why is my Power of Faith useless against you? What the hell are you?” Saladin looked at Qingfeng Li and asked with a doubtful face.

Qingfeng Li just faintly smiled and did not explain anything to Saladin. Naturally, he would not tell him that he owned the Black-and-White Millstone, which was his spiritual treasure.

“Saladin, I will give you two choices. The first choice is for you to willingly give me the three monarch grade vitality stones; the second choice is for you to go to hell,” Qingfeng Li said with a faint smile.

Qingfeng Li’s voice was very light, but without a doubt, his voice contained a cold killing intent.

If Saladin had actually handed over the monarch grade vitality stones, Qingfeng Li might let him go. If he refused to hand over monarch grade vitality stones, then Qingfeng Li would have no choice but to go on a killing spree and seize the stones himself.

“Forget it. The monarch grade vitality stones are our Pope’s Pagoda’s treasures and I will not give it to you,” Saladin shook his head and refused directly.

The Pope’s Pagoda was able to stand purely because of the three monarch grade vitality stones.

Above the monarch grade vitality stones, there was a large faith array that was placed at the top of the Pope’s Pagoda. The array absorbed the power of believers and gathered the power at Pope’s Pagoda, so they could continue to supply it to the Sky Gods.

Once the monarch grade vitality stones were gone, the Pope’s Pagoda would become an ordinary pagoda, losing its ability to gather the believers’ faith.

If the power of faith was gone, the Sky God would unleash his wrath and Saladin would not be able to bear it.

“Since you’re looking for death, I will help you out.” Qingfeng Li smiled coldly as his feet stepped forward.

This time, when Qingfeng Li took one step forward, he actually moved forward 20 meters.

Before Qingfeng Li was suppressed by the Power of Faith; he could neither fly nor run too far.

But now it was different. The Power of Faith in the highest 9 floors of the entire Pope’s Pagoda had been absorbed by the Black-and-White Millstone located deep within Qingfeng Li’s mind-space.

The suppression effects from Pope’s Pagoda were weakened by more than half, which allowed Qingfeng Li to move easily and comfortably.