A Divine Staff, flickering with boundless divine light, had already arrived in front of Ye Ling.
Ye Ling suddenly raised his hand, and the madly smashing Divine Staff directly struck his arm, exploding with the intense sound of iron clashing.
Thud thud thud, Ye Ling staggered backwards repeatedly, his expression somewhat solemn. His arm had gone numb from the blow, and he quickly shook it to dispel the force.
The Pope still had an indifferent look on his face, his staff radiating a dazzling luster, and a vast aura emerged atop the Divine Staff.
"Immortal Artifact!" Ye Ling sneered, the Pope's Divine Staff turned out to be an Immortal Artifact, something he hadn't anticipated.
Only an Immortal Artifact could numb Ye Ling's terrifying physique; otherwise, with Ye Ling's invincible defense, he would simply ignore it.
