Chapter 193: Transforming Divine Power, Divine War
At the peak of the snowy mountain, the biting cold wind had quietly subsided at some point, as if even heaven and earth had fallen silent to witness the birth of a true Demi-God.
Ye Guyi stood tall. The originally surging and turbulent Soul Power fluctuations around her had completely internalized, replaced by a deeper, more condensed pale golden energy with a hint of immortality flowing slowly through her meridians.
This energy was no longer merely Soul Power; it had undergone an essential transformation into a higher level of power—Divine Power!
In the cultivation system of the Douluo Plane, achieving the realm of a Demi-God usually meant a regional leap in life level.
Whether it was Mu En, Long Xiaoyao, Ye Xishui, or the previous Du Busi, when they stepped into the Demi-God realm, they all without exception first tempered their 'physique' to the level of a 'Divine Body' to carry even greater power and touch the barrier between divinity and mortality.
This path was relatively stable, using the physical body as a boat to forcibly cross the vast sea of stars from the mundane to the God rank.
However, Ye Guyi had taken a completely different path. She did not cast a Divine Body first, but instead completely converted her own Soul Power into a higher quality 'Divine Power' beforehand!
This method was far more difficult than tempering a Divine Body for no other reason than the extreme requirements it placed on the foundation of one's Soul Power.
In the previous Douluo Plane, the cultivation system was not yet perfect. A Limit Douluo condensing dual Soul Cores was the peak, with only two Soul Power centers. Although their total volume and purity of Soul Power far exceeded ordinary people, wanting to qualitatively transform such a massive amount of energy entirely into Divine Power while still in a mortal body was nothing short of a pipe dream.
With an insufficient energy foundation, a forced transformation would only lead to shattered meridians and the collapse of the Soul Cores.
Only Ye Guyi, under Lei Chen's guidance, had condensed the crucial Third Soul Core—the 'Spiritual Core' located in the Upper Dantian—at the peak of Rank 98.
The three major Soul Cores formed a perfect cycle, allowing her total Soul Power, purity, and control over energy to reach an unprecedented extreme.
The three major cores acted like three powerful energy furnaces operating in coordination, providing enough power and stability to support her in completing this near-miraculous feat—elevating the essence of her Soul Power to the God rank first, without relying on a Divine Body.
She was the first existence on the Douluo Plane in recent times to achieve the Demi-God realm through 'Divine Power'!
Feeling the pale golden Divine Power within her body that responded to her every whim and contained majestic vitality and holy majesty, a sense of realization welled up in Ye Guyi's heart.
The resonance between this newborn Divine Power and the Angel Sword became stronger than ever before, as if the sword were no longer an external object but an extension of her own power.
With a slight thought, the Divine Power flowed, and the holy sword emitted a joyful, light hum. The golden light flowing over the blade became increasingly pure and restrained; its power was hidden and unreleased, yet it appeared even more terrifying.
"Not bad."
Lei Chen's calm voice rang out, breaking the silence. He looked at Ye Guyi, a hint of almost imperceptible approval in his gaze.
"Soul Power transformed into divinity, the foundation is established. Only in this way can you bring out the advantages of your holy attribute to the extreme, and only then can you better wield the power of the Angel Sword."
He spoke slowly, his tone carrying a calm insight into the essence of things.
"Driving this sword with Divine Power, its might is already nearly identical to when a true God-rank powerhouse wields it. This is the root of your ability to fight above your level, and even confront and slay evil gods."
Hearing Lei Chen's affirmation, the last trace of haze in Ye Guyi's eyes caused by the gap in realms completely vanished, replaced by a conviction as firm as a rock and a soaring fighting spirit.
She nodded forcefully, her voice clear and full of power: "Guyi understands! I will not fail your high expectations. I shall use the holy sword in my hand to cleanse the world of ultimate evil!"
At this moment, her confidence was more abundant than ever. It wasn't blind confidence, but rather stemmed from a clear recognition of her brand-new power and a deeper understanding of the holy sword in her hand.
"Very well, go. Your next opponent is the Sect Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, Zhongli Wu. His cultivation is Rank 101."
Lei Chen nodded slightly and then raised his hand. His fingertip didn't point anywhere in particular; he simply made a light stroke against the void in front of him.
There were no violent spatial fluctuations or torn rifts. Ye Guyi only felt the surrounding scenery instantly become blurred and distorted, as if she were placed inside a bizarre tunnel.
This time, Lei Chen did not summon the opponent to them. Instead, he directly warped space to teleport Ye Guyi to where the target was located.
The next moment, a sense of weightlessness hit her, and the surrounding scene suddenly became clear.
A thick, inseparable scent of sulfur mixed with some kind of decaying, cold, and evil energy instantly rushed toward her.
Beneath her feet was no longer the cold snowfield, but hot, hard, scorched earth covered in cracks. The sky was an oppressive dark red, with distorted clouds hanging low, and lava rivers could be seen flowing slowly like veins in the distance.
This place was precisely deep within the Demon Space that had merged into the Douluo Plane and was governed by Du Busi—on the edge of a distorted palace complex built from obsidian and unknown bones.
Almost the instant Ye Guyi's figure solidified, a powerful, violent God-rank pressure carrying a thick aura of death erupted from the tallest palace ahead—which seemed to be piled up from countless skulls—and locked onto her firmly, like an awakening primordial beast!
"Who dares to trespass into this god's place of secluded cultivation?!"
A low and majestic roar exploded like thunder. The tightly closed giant gates of the palace burst open, and a figure wrapped in billowing grayish-black evil qi shot out like a ghost, hovering in mid-air.
The newcomer wore a magnificent dark golden robe with black borders. His face was hidden within the churning evil qi, appearing only faintly; one could only see a pair of eyes burning with pale green soul fire, filled with tyranny and greed.
The energy fluctuations radiating from his body had shockingly reached the terrifying Rank 101. It was the current Sect Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, who had already become an evil god—Zhongli Wu!
Zhongli Wu's gaze instantly pierced through the evil qi and stared fixedly at the figure below that radiated a holy aura he found extremely loathsome yet fatally tempting. When he saw Ye Guyi's appearance clearly—especially the six white wings on her back and the long sword flowing with golden light in her hand—his pupils suddenly contracted, followed by an explosion of uncontrollable ecstasy and killing intent!
"Six-winged Angel?! Hahaha! Heaven truly helps me! This Sect Leader was just worrying about needing to stabilize my realm after my breakthrough, and such an excellent 'tonic' is delivered! After swallowing your holy source, this Sect Leader's cultivation will surely take another step forward!"
Amidst the wild laughter, the evil qi around Zhongli Wu boiled. A massive demon puppet phantom, ten meters tall with a blurred face but radiating endless death and curses, slowly condensed behind him. The pale green soul fire reflected half of the dark red sky with an incredibly eerie light.
The God-rank pressure poured down without reservation, attempting to use the absolute gap in realms to completely crush Ye Guyi's spirit and will!
Facing this terrifying pressure that far exceeded Feng Ling's, Ye Guyi only frowned slightly. The pale golden Divine Power within her body flowed automatically, forming an invisible barrier around her that isolated the evil god's pressure.
She slowly raised the Angel Sword in her hand, the tip pointing toward Zhongli Wu in the sky, her golden eyes containing only the cold intent of judgment.
"Zhongli Wu, Sect Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, your sins shall be ended by me today!"
As her words fell, the six wings on her back flapped violently. Her figure turned into a streak of golden light that tore through the dim heaven and earth, launching a fearless charge toward that massive death god demon puppet phantom!
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