If even the strongest beings and upper tier demon gods could not do it, how could these guys? Unless a spatial mage intervened.

Otherwise, this was an impossible task.

In the other world, even the strongest beings and demon gods were not as effective as an ordinary spatial mage.

Currently, the only confirmed spatial powerhouse in the human world, Galon Lon, had unexpectedly become unreachable with known news, as if she had vanished from the human realm.

Some speculated that she was deliberately avoiding contact due to her personal grudge with Lini and was unwilling to lend assistance.

Others speculated that Gowan Lon might have already died in some corner with Galanlon missing.

Others recalled a previous rumor.

That was not long ago.

There were rumors that Seong Ming had not actually fallen, but was still wandering between the human world and the abyss.

However, no one could prove whether Seong Ming was still alive.

If he was, why did he not intervene? It could be said that Lin Ya's disappearance in the otherworld was almost a daily headline across all news channels.

Chapter 301.

The warning of the strongest in the depths of the holy sea in the city of light.

A seemingly ordinary middle-aged man stood before a portal burning with pure white flames.

He simply gazed at the portal, remaining silent for a long time.

From the pure white flames burning on the door, it could be easily proven that the boy who had reignited the sacred flame was still alive.

As the only sacred flame priest in the world, if Lin Yei were to die, all the sacred flames in existence would extinguish along with him, including the sacred flame on this job transfer portal.

This was the only and most accurate thing that could prove Lin Ya's existence.

It could be said that the sacred flame was Lini.

At this moment, aside from the middle-aged man, there were many figures watching from a distance, each appearing wary and on edge.

They seemed to regard this middle-aged man with inexplicable dread.

The middle-aged man merely shifted his gaze slightly towards them, showing little emotional fluctuation.

To him, these figures seemed to be mere bystanders, easily ignored.

"Lord Lou, it's time for you to leave, isn't it?" spoke an elderly man dressed in a white robe with golden edges.

Anyone with a slight understanding of the structure of the Holy Sea would recognize the significance of this attire, the Pope.

Only the current pope of the Holy Sea is qualified to wear such a robe, representing the supreme authority of the entire Holy Sea.

However, this elderly man standing behind the middle-aged man, showed no signs of relaxation, and his tense expression could not hide the trepidation he felt within.

Because the man before him was the strongest in the human world today, the leader of the adventurers alliance, Lu Tianuan.

He was also the only publicly acknowledged strongest being in the human world.

As for the elderly man, despite being the pope, he had merely stepped halfway into the realm of the strongest and could not truly be called one.

In terms of power, he was vastly inferior to the middle-aged man before him.

Although the Pope could temporarily possess the strength of the strongest with some equipment and additional conditions, relying on those to confront the man before him would be nothing but wishful thinking.

The elderly man understood well the gap between himself and the man in front of him.

When he was in his prime, he had tried every possible means to eliminate this man, but to no avail.

Now in his old age, his strength was no match for his former self, and he could pose no threat to the man in his prime.

If the other party truly wanted to kill him, it would likely be as simple as a glance.

As for why he was t killed, it was simply because the other party consider the robe he wore.

In the eyes of the man without that robe, the elderly man was just an ordinary old man.

This fact filled the pope with a sense of humiliation, a top tier insult, as it fundamentally denied his value.

At this moment, being able to speak up and ask the other party to leave was already the result of the elderly man mustering all his courage.

Upon hearing this, Lutian Yuan fell silent for a moment before speaking.

If the sacred flame extinguishes, I will personally come to reclaim the city of light.

At this, the elderly man in the pope's robe changed his expression drastically.

The figures watching from a distance also felt their energy surge at that moment.

Under the aura of these figures, the pope appeared almost insignificant as all of them were without exception the strongest among past popes.

These individuals constituted the holy council which was the true core power controlling the holy sea.

The pope was merely their spokesperson.

If you dared to step out of the city of light, I might consider looking at you.

For now, just forget it, Luan said flatly, not even bothering to glance at those exuding the aura of the strongest.

At that moment, those figures felt as if struck hard and immediately fell silent.

Even among the strongest, there are disparities.

Not to mention, these past popes had long lost the mindset of a true strongest due to years of merely surviving.

In an instant, they were all defeated by Lu Tinuan's intent.

Remember, my decision not to reclaim the city of light is not because of you.

Lu Tan Yuan left this statement, then stepped forward, and his figure vanished in place.

leaving behind a stunned pope and those trembling figures in the distance.

Was he about to take that step? It's not fair.

It's not fair.

I've been trapped here for over a hundred years to break through to the realm of the strongest.

Yet, I haven't found a clue.

And he How did he manage to do it? This shouldn't be.

Disbelief, shock, and even hatred.

Clearly, Lu Tianuan was close to reaching the realm they had longed for.

While they remained stagnant, this was something they found hard to bear.

As for the pope, hearing these remarks made his heart tighten.

He realized how misguided his provocations and difficulties against the alliance had been over the years.

As the foremost figure of the current Holy Sea, the half-step strongest pope, he certainly knew the strength of Lu Tan Yuan was formidable, but he never imagined it was to such an extent, even his greatest reliance.

The past popes in the holy council have been effortlessly suppressed by Lu Tianuan.

Thinking about how Lu Tan Yuan had managed to restrain himself from attacking him all these years made him feel as if he were walking on a tight trope.

If you push a little further, he would truly provoke Lu Tinuan's wrath.

At that moment, he looked towards the portal burning with pure white sacred fire, wishing more than ever for Lini to return safely because Lu Tian Yuan had said that if the sacred flame extinguished, he would come to reclaim the city of light.

And that was something the holy sea could not accept.

After all, the city of light was the holy sea as greatest reliance on the sacred light and the foundation of its existence.

If they lost the city of light, the holy sea would lose its legal basis for existence.

He did not want to return to his identity as the pope.

At this moment, he made the most heartfelt prayer of his life, hoping Lynn he could return safely.

In the alternate space, it seemed there was no concept of time.

Lenny had long given up on counting the seconds.

He didn't know how long he had been here.

Fortunately, through his slow absorption, the 33 sources of power had dwindled down to the last bit.

Only one final breath remained before complete absorption.

Chapter 302.

Blink of an eye.

Several years after absorbing this bit, it will be enough.

Linu let out a sigh, looking at the tiny black that in front of him, which was now less than the size of a grain of rice.

This was the last remnant of the 33 sources of abyssal power.

After Lin's relentless efforts, day and night, the source power that was originally enough to shatter space was reduced to just this tiny bit.

Linny had long since given up on keeping track of time because in the later stages, even counting seconds took him several moments.

Under such circumstances, silently counting numbers in his heart had become meaningless.

Moreover, Lynn had to focus on absorbing the source power and had no extra capacity to remember these trivial numerical values.

However, there was one thing that made Lynn Ye feel somewhat relaxed.

That was as he continued to absorb the source power.

The pain in his body caused by the source power had also lessened significantly.

In fact, he could hardly feel any pain now because during the process of absorbing this source power, Lin's body had been completely reshaped by the holy flame.

After this, the source power could no longer cause any harm to Lin's body.

The entire process of reshaping his body consumed exactly three portions of Abyssal source power.

The remaining 30 portions had almost all been absorbed into Line's body.

At this moment, rhythmic booming sounds echoed within Lin's body.

And with each booming sound, ripples were created in this strange space.

It was terrifying.