Chapter 192: The Demigod Realm
Lei Chen stood silently in place, his robes unmoving in the cold wind atop the snow mountain, as if he himself were the anchor for the rules of this world.
He calmly watched as Ye Guyi, with thunderous momentum and the supreme divine power of the Angel Sword, completely purified Feng Ling, whose cultivation had already reached the demigod level. There was not the slightest ripple in his eyes, as if all of this was exactly as expected.
Only when the last trace of Feng Ling's existence dissipated into the holy light, and that incomparably pure surge of energy—cleansed of all filth—floated in the air, did Lei Chen nod slightly. He spoke indifferently, his voice clearly reaching the ears of Ye Guyi, who had just restrained her aura:
"Well done."
His praise was concise and direct, without a hint of redundant emotion, yet it contained a sense of absolute recognition.
"Facing an opponent whose cultivation far exceeds your own, you did not hesitate for a moment, nor were you foolish enough to clash head-on with Soul Power foundations. Instead, you maximized your advantages—the holy attribute suppression of the Angel Martial Soul and the power of this Angel Sword. Clear tactics and decisive execution; this is the key to the weak defeating the strong."
Ye Guyi exhaled a breath of turbid air, suppressing the slightly agitated blood within her body caused by fully driving the holy sword. Hearing Lei Chen's praise, she did not become complacent. Instead, a hint of clear-headed helplessness appeared on her beautiful face as she bowed slightly and responded humbly:
"The Plane Master overpraises me. Guyi is well aware that if not for relying on the power of the Angel Sword, with my own level 99 cultivation, I would have had no chance of victory against this opponent who had already stepped into the demigod realm."
She gently stroked the blade of the holy sword, which now had a restrained luster but emitted a faint warm current. Her tone was honest; the massive gap in power forced her to place the weight of victory entirely upon this inherited divine artifact.
Lei Chen nodded, agreeing with Ye Guyi's self-awareness, but his calm tone pointed out a cruel reality:
"Indeed. Relying on a divine artifact is your only current option. Feng Ling was merely a demigod. The next two, Ye Xishui and Zhongli Wu, have both achieved god-level status, and their strength far exceeds this."
His gaze seemed to penetrate the void, seeing those two evil gods who were currently consolidating their cultivation within the Demon Space.
"If you do not rely on the Angel Sword, with your current realm, you won't have a single chance before them. In the face of an absolute power gap, the effect of holy attribute suppression will be greatly diminished."
Ye Guyi's heart tightened, and her expression became increasingly solemn. She had originally thought that by virtue of the holy sword, she might be able to contend with the evil gods. But according to the Plane Master, even with the holy sword, it would still be extremely dangerous if her own gap in power was too large.
"However," Lei Chen changed the subject, pointing out the key to breaking the deadlock, "though a divine artifact is strong, it still requires the wielder to have a foundation sufficient to command it. If the gap between you and your opponent is like a chasm, then even holding a divine sword will not fully bridge that gap. You might even collapse first due to the inability to withstand the load brought by fully driving the divine sword."
He pointed toward the sphere of energy transformed from Feng Ling—which was even purer and more vast than that of the previous Great Elder—and spoke with unquestionable decisiveness:
"Therefore, before facing your next opponent, you need to push your own cultivation to at least the demigod level. Only then can you better carry the power of the Angel Sword and more fully unleash its might. Only then will you truly possess the qualification to fight the evil gods."
"Now, absorb it and break through. I will protect you."
Lei Chen's words were like a final command, pointing out the next objective Ye Guyi had to complete.
Ye Guyi did not hesitate for a moment, nodding heavily: "Yes! Guyi understands!"
She knew well that this was a necessary condition for survival and victory. The Plane Master had already cleared the obstacles on the path ahead and created the best environment for her training. If she didn't even have the courage and determination for this mid-battle breakthrough, how could she speak of judging the ultimate evil of the world?
She immediately sat cross-legged. Her six wings folded naturally to protect her body, and the Angelic Domain expanded once more, forming an absolutely safe purification space.
She gestured with her hands, and the sphere of light—emitting a soft glow with what seemed like liquid energy flowing inside—slowly flew above her head. Like a divine revelation, a pure torrent of energy began to flow continuously into the crown of her head.
The quality and quantity of this energy far surpassed what she had gained from absorbing the Great Elder. The lifelong cultivation of a demigod-level expert, even after purification, possessed an energy essence that touched the edge of the barrier between divine and mortal.
As the energy entered her body, Ye Guyi immediately felt the difference. If the previous energy was a gentle river, then what flooded in now was a surging ocean. The massive energy instantly filled every one of her meridians. Her three soul cores began to rotate frantically at an unprecedented speed, greedily devouring and refining this high-quality nourishment.
Her body produced a faint humming sound, her skin took on a jade-like luster, and her bones emitted crisp popping sounds as they underwent a deeper level of tempering.
Soul Power at the peak of level 99 began to launch an assault on a certain limit. That invisible barrier blocking the way between the mortal and the god-level surfaced clearly once again.
But this time, Ye Guyi's goal was not to directly break through level 100 to become a god—that would require deeper accumulation and opportunity. Her goal was to step into the special transitional realm of 'demigod'—to make her life essence and energy level infinitely close to the god-level.
This was a process of accumulation and transformation. She guided the massive energy, constantly washing and expanding her meridians and reinforcing the stability of her soul cores. In particular, the spiritual soul core at her brow, nourished by a large amount of pure energy, became increasingly radiant and solid, emitting a faint divine glow. Her ability to perceive and mobilize the surrounding heaven and earth energy grew exponentially.
Time passed in deep cultivation. At the peak of the snow mountain, Ye Guyi's figure was enveloped in a dense golden cocoon of light. On the surface of the cocoon, angelic runes faintly circulated, emitting an increasingly strong pressure. This pressure gradually surpassed the scope of an ordinary Limit Douluo, carrying a hint of transcendent aura that stood above the mortal realm.
Lei Chen watched quietly, sensing every change occurring within Ye Guyi's body. He could'see' that her total Soul Power was steadily rising, its purity approaching the demigod level. The union of her soul and physical body grew tighter, and her affinity for and ability to use the holy laws rose like a swelling tide.
After an unknown amount of time, the golden cocoon suddenly contracted inward, and all the energy seemed to be completely absorbed in an instant. Immediately following that, an aura several times stronger than before, carrying a distinct holy majesty, boomed forth!
"Boom!"
Ye Guyi's tightly closed eyes snapped open. The golden light in her eyes gushed out like a physical substance, extending over a foot long before slowly receding. She stood up, her entire body radiating a majestic momentum. Her six angel wings seemed to be composed of pure light energy; with a gentle flap, they caused the surrounding light to distort.
She slightly clenched her fist, feeling the surging, seemingly endless power flowing within her, as well as the wondrous sensation of being able to trigger the energy of heaven and earth with every gesture.
The demigod realm was achieved!
The Angel Sword in her hand also seemed to sense its master's leap in strength, emitting a joyful, clear ring. The blade shimmered with flowing colors, its aura blending even more perfectly with Ye Guyi's, as if it had become a part of her body.
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