Chapter 187: Holy Spirit Cult Great Elder
Lei Chen's words were like a clap of thunder in a biting cold wind, echoing clearly atop the snow-capped mountain and striking heavily against Ye Guyi's heart.
The final trial!
Ye Guyi instantly understood the significance of these three words. She had waited too long for this moment. While hunting those low-to-mid-level Evil Soul Masters was certainly a way to rid the people of evil and a necessary process for accumulating strength, what truly made the angel bloodline in her body boil and her Angel Sword hum with longing were always those existences standing at the peak of evil, burdened with monstrous sins.
Only by completely purifying such extreme evil could the final recasting of the Angel God Throne be completed.
Therefore, facing this sudden "final trial," Ye Guyi's face showed not the slightest hint of fear. Instead, a hot, eager flame ignited within her star-bright golden eyes, as if her long-accumulated fighting intent had finally found an outlet.
She took a deep breath of the freezing air, straightened her slender back which contained surging power, and spoke with absolute firmness and unquestionable determination:
"Please rest assured! Guyi has been looking forward to this day! Those lingering evil remnants—I will use the Angel Sword in my hand to drag them out one by one, purify them completely, and restore peace to the continent!"
The young girl's vow was sonorous and powerful, spreading through the wind and snow with an indomitable resolve.
She believed that with her current cultivation as a Super Douluo, coupled with the mostly revived and infinitely powerful Angel Sword and her absolute suppression of evil, she would have the strength to fight even if she faced the former Holy Spirit Cult Leader Zhongli Wu or the Supreme Cult Leader Ye Xishui, and she was even confident of victory!
However, as Lei Chen looked at her confident expression as if victory were already in her grasp, a barely perceptible, subtle curve formed at the corner of his mouth—a smile containing a meaningful reminder.
He shook his head slightly, his tone calm yet like ice water, instantly dousing some of Ye Guyi's overly optimistic heat:
"Confidence is a good thing, but do not be careless. Things are not as simple as you think."
He paused briefly, his deep gaze fixed on Ye Guyi as he slowly revealed the cruel reality: "Do you think I isolated them in the Other Space just to keep them from disturbing your growth? It was also to enhance them. Over the past year or so, their strength has long since become incomparable to what it once was."
Hearing this, Ye Guyi's pupils suddenly contracted, and an ominous premonition rose in her heart.
Lei Chen continued in that flat, waveless tone that carried the weight of a thousand pounds: "Among the top combat forces of the current Holy Spirit Cult, Ye Xishui has successfully broken through the level 100 bottleneck. Her evil arts have reached mastery; though she has just entered this realm, she is by no means comparable to ordinary god-levels."
"Zhongli Wu refused to be left behind as well, similarly crossing the divide between god and mortal, with his cultivation stabilized at level 101."
"And that Vice Cult Leader has also successfully stepped into the Demi-God realm, only one step away from the true god-level."
"Even the last remaining Great Elder has, by chance, pushed his cultivation to the peak of a Level 99 Limit Douluo."
With every name and corresponding realm announced, Ye Guyi's heart sank a bit further.
She had originally thought she was going to sweep away a pack of stray dogs, but she hadn't expected to face four demons who had grown even fatter and more ferocious in their devil's den!
Two Evil Gods, one Demi-God, and one peak Limit Douluo... such a lineup was somewhat difficult for even her to handle.
The massive disparity in strength was like cold meltwater from a snow mountain, instantly soaking through her entire body. It cooled her previous burning fighting intent considerably, replacing it with a heavy pressure and unprecedented gravity.
She subconsciously tightened her grip on the Angel Sword. A warm sensation came from the blade, as if soothing her somewhat turbulent mind.
Seeing the undisguisable gravity in Ye Guyi's eyes, Lei Chen did not urge her, but simply waited calmly.
After a brief silence, Ye Guyi suddenly raised her head. The gravity in her eyes had not vanished, but it was replaced by an even firmer and more persistent conviction—a resolve to charge forward despite the danger, an awakening to sacrifice herself for the faith in her heart and the responsibility on her shoulders.
She spoke clearly, enunciating every word:
"Even so... Guyi has no path of retreat! The duty of an angel is to judge the extreme evils of the world and purify all darkness. The stronger they are, the deeper the sins they commit, and the more they need to be ended! Plane Master, please rest assured. No matter how strong they become, I, Ye Guyi, will give my all. Even if I must burn my last drop of blood, I will slay them and restore purity to the continent!"
Her voice was not loud, but it carried a soul-shaking power, as if the vow had merged with her soul.
Looking at the unwavering determination in her eyes, Lei Chen finally nodded slightly. A barely perceptible flash of approval crossed his eyes as he praised indifferently: "Very well. What I want is precisely this conviction and resolve to go forward even against ten million people. Then, let us begin now." As his voice fell, Lei Chen didn't even make a motion to raise his hand; he simply shifted his thoughts.
In an instant, the space in front of the two of them was like a calm lake surface hit by a giant boulder, twisting and rippling violently. An invisible, vast, abyss-like planar power descended, as if the entire laws of heaven and earth had become an extension of his will.
Although the Demon Space was now under Du Busi's control, its foundation had long since merged into the Douluo Plane. As the supreme Plane Master, Lei Chen possessed unquestionable highest authority over it. Moving one or two people from it was merely a matter of a single thought.
In the next moment, at the center of the spatial ripples, a figure was forcefully dragged out by an invisible force, stumbling out and falling onto the cold snow with a thud.
It was an old man wearing dark purple elder robes. He was tall, but at this moment he looked quite wretched, his face filled with the daze and horror of someone who hadn't yet recovered from a shock, clearly having no idea what was happening.
One second he was in a relatively safe corner of the Demon Space in secluded meditation, consolidating his newly broken-through level 99 cultivation; the next second, the world spun, and he was forcibly dragged to this unfamiliar snowy landscape by an irresistible force.
When he raised his head and saw Lei Chen standing with his hands behind his back and a calm expression, the daze on his face was instantly replaced by extreme awe. He almost instinctively prostrated himself to salute, subconsciously exclaiming: "Lo... Plane Master! Your summons is for..." However, before his respectful words could be finished, they were interrupted by Lei Chen's indifferent voice.
Lei Chen didn't even give the old man a second look. His gaze fell directly on Ye Guyi, who was surging with fighting intent, and he said in a calm tone as if introducing an inanimate object:
"This is the Holy Spirit Cult Great Elder, Martial Soul Dark Gold Skeleton King, cultivation level 99. Now, kill him."
This nonchalant sentence exploded like thunder in the ears of the Holy Spirit Cult Great Elder!
The awe on his face instantly turned into disbelief. He snapped his gaze toward Lei Chen, then toward the young girl with golden hair and eyes holding a holy light longsword. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something—
But Ye Guyi gave him no chance!
"Clang—!"
The Angel Sword let out a clear and stirring hum. Dazzling golden holy light erupted from Ye Guyi's body like a volcanic eruption, instantly illuminating the surrounding snow as if it were broad daylight. Six pure white wings unfolded behind her, and a divine aura swept out like a tsunami, forming a sharp contrast with the bitter cold of the mountain peak.
"Holy Flame · Judgment!"
Ye Guyi gave a soft cry, her figure turning into a streak of golden light that tore through the sky. The Angel Sword was raised high above her head, its blade burning with white-gold flames as hot as a fierce sun. Carrying the majestic divine power to purify all evil in the world, she slashed down mercilessly at the Holy Spirit Cult Great Elder, who had just managed to stand and was still in shock!
Wherever the sword light passed, space itself seemed to twist from the extreme light and heat.
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