Chen Xinjie clenched his fists slightly, and that trace of instinctual crisis in his heart finally had a clear answer.
His perception would definitely not be wrong; the Spirit Power fluctuation flowing around the Demon Queen had completely broken away from the level of Spirit Power, carrying a profound and boundless charm. That was definitely the aura of Divine Power.
Even though he had cultivated the mental force of the God Origin Realm and was sufficient to contend with the Demon Queen on the mental level, the gap in the essence of Spirit Power was an insurmountable chasm.
A Quasi-God was ultimately just a "quasi" god, and facing the truly Divine Rank Spirit Power, the solemnity and dread in his heart became increasingly clear.
However, before the Demon Queen could open her mouth to respond to his questioning, another gloomy and sinister voice came without warning from the ocean below, hoarse and harsh, making one's scalp tingle.
"Jiejiejie, that's right. The Demon Queen of my Holy Spirit Cult has broken through the shackles of both Spirit Power and mental force, and has already reached the Divine Rank."
"If the Divine Realm were still around, she would be the only deity on the Douluo Continent in these Ten Thousand Years!"
"Vast Sea Douluo, Amorous Douluo, since you delivered yourselves to our doorstep, then stay behind. Becoming sacrifices for Lord Demon Queen to ascend to the Divine Position can also be considered your honor."
Chen Xinjie and Amorous Douluo Zang Xin's gazes condensed simultaneously, and they looked towards the source of the sound.
They saw a figure slowly rising from beneath the sea surface. His entire body was shrouded in a large, wide black robe, the hems of the robe fluttering in the sea breeze like rolling ink clouds.
Around him circled nine dark green skull heads. Every single skull had its hollow mouth open, and its eye sockets flickered with eerie green light, full of Yin Qi, like nine pairs of eyes locked tightly onto the few people in the air.
With such iconic attire and Spirit, Chen Xinjie and Amorous Douluo Zang Xin recognized him almost at a glance; he was precisely the Ghost Emperor of the Holy Spirit Cult.
The Spirit Pagoda's intelligence was indeed accurate; both the Demon Queen and the Ghost Emperor were in this place.
Looking at the Ghost Emperor, Chen Xinjie let out a cold snort: "If the Divine Realm were still around, how could a mere Spirit Beast of hers become a god? How dare she become a god?!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of both the Ghost Emperor and the Demon Queen sank.
However, before they could react, a stern shout suddenly came from behind: "Ghost Emperor!"
That voice was mixed with unsuppressible hatred and killing intent, instantly tearing apart the brief calmness on the sea surface.
Holy Spirit Douluo Yali flew over swiftly, her figure hovering in mid-air, her gaze piercing straight towards the Ghost Emperor like a sharp blade.
That face, which was usually gentle and calm, was now filled with a ferocious look as if ready to devour someone, her eyes surging with bone-deep anger.
Looking at Ya Li, the Ghost Emperor not only felt no tension at all, but instead let out a strange laugh, his voice carrying a hint of playfulness: "Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to still be alive. Yun Ming is already dead, what kind of waves can you possibly stir up?"
Hearing this, the chill in Ya Li's eyes grew even heavier. She said word by word: "Today, I am going to collect this blood debt for the elder seniors of Shrek and Brother Ming."
With the Demon Queen, a genuine "Divine Rank" expert, guarding his side, the Ghost Emperor was utterly fearless at this moment. Facing Ya Li's monstrous hatred, not only did he not retreat by the slightest bit, but he became even more unbridled.
He squinted sideways at Ya Li, a mocking arc hanging on the corner of his mouth, his tone full of disdain and derision: "You, a support system Spirit Master, actually dare to talk about taking revenge in front of me? Truly overestimating your own capabilities!"
"Whether I am overestimating my capabilities, we'll only know after trying."
Ya Li's voice was not loud, but it was as cold as if tempered in ice.
The moment her voice fell, she suddenly raised the magic staff in her hand high, the entirely translucent white staff body suddenly erupting with a dense and sacred brilliance, enveloping her entire person within it, resembling a bright moon rising from the sea surface.
She chanted incantations under her breath, every single word carrying a heavy sense of resolute determination.
Following closely, that staff actually began to burn. Intense light flames surged upward from the staff body, revealing a golden hue amidst the pure white, blazing like the sun, illuminating the surrounding seawater into utter brightness.
That brilliance carried an incomparably sacred purifying power. As soon as it spread outward, it made the Ghost Emperor's expression across from her change drastically in an instant.
He could no longer maintain his previous calm and composed appearance, a trace of visible panic flashing through his eyes, and he sternly shouted: "Are you out of your mind? You've even ignited your Spirit! Do you know the consequences of doing this?!"
Ya Li let out a cold snort: "As long as I can kill you, so what if I pay with my life?"
Seeing this, Amorous Douluo Zang Xin could no longer restrain himself and how could he continue to stand by with folded arms.
He flipped his wrist, and the Amorous Sword was already grasped in his hand, a cold gleam suddenly appearing on the sword body, humming incessantly.
His figure flickered, and he transformed into a stream of light, instantly flashing before the Ghost Emperor, the sword blade wrapped in biting Spirit Power chopping straight down.
Although Ya Li was a support system Spirit Master and was not skilled in frontal combat, her Spirit inherently possessed the ultimate sacred attribute. To an Evil Soul Master, that purifying power was simply a natural enemy's suppression.
Wherever the light flames reached, the dark green Spirit Power around the Ghost Emperor sizzled like accumulated snow poured over with boiling water, melting away layer by layer.
Coupled with the fierce attack of Amorous Douluo, a Limit Douluo, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and murderous intent lurked on all sides.
Even for the Ghost Emperor, at this moment he clearly felt the chill of death closing in from all directions.
However, right at this critical juncture, the Demon Queen finally moved.
Raising her hand and pressing empty space, purple-black Divine Power suddenly poured out from her palm, transforming into a pillar of light as dense as substance, fiercely standing horizontally between Amorous Douluo Zang Xin and the Ghost Emperor.
The moment the Divine Power exploded, the majestic shockwave forcibly repelled Amorous Douluo Zang Xin who had already rushed to the Ghost Emperor's front. As the sword blade intersected with that purple-black light, dazzling sparks and roars erupted.
The sea surface was torn open into a deep gully by this force, waves rolling outward to both sides, unable to merge back together for a long time.
A trace of madness suddenly flashed in the Demon Queen's eyes, her cold and glamorous face faintly twisted at this moment, purple-black light surging like boiling water deep within her pupils.
Her voice suddenly elevated, carrying a long-suppressed vent and malice: "You humans, you all deserve to die, you all must die!"
"I want to use your fear, your resentment, your anger, your pain and helplessness... all the negative emotions that you forcefully suppress deep in your hearts, completely transforming them into nutrients to forge my own Divinity!"
"I want to use this heaven and earth as the foundation, and the thoughts of all living beings as the guide to create my own Divine Realm!"
These words fell into Chen Xinjie's ears word by word, causing his heart to sink heavily.
Creating one's own Divine Realm, such frantic words actually came from the mouth of someone who had just stepped into the Divine Rank.
Chen Xinjie felt that the other party was truly crazy; how could creating one's own Divine Realm be so easy?
Even though the Demon Queen had already ascended to the Divine Rank, wanting to open up a Divine Realm with her own strength alone was no different than daydreaming.
Even though the aura on the Demon Queen's body grew stronger and stronger, Chen Xinjie did not lose his footing because of this.
His trip this time was not without preparation; he held a Divine Artifact in his hand named the Sea God Helmet, a supreme treasure passed down from his ancestors, which could forcefully elevate him to the strength level of the Divine Rank in a short time.
It's just that the power of a Divine Artifact was ultimately not cultivated by oneself, and the burst could not be sustained. Once the time limit passed, the backlash would also be extremely heavy.
Judging from the strength the Demon Queen displayed just now, even if he briefly ranked himself among the Divine Rank with the help of the Sea God Helmet, he would probably still find it difficult to confront this crazy Demon Queen head-on.
But Chen Xinjie did not immediately take out the Sea God Helmet; he took a deep breath and suddenly shouted loudly: "Tower Master Huo, have we reached this point, and you still aren't going to make a move?"
The "Tower Master Huo" in his mouth was naturally the current Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, Huo Yuhao.
During this expedition of the Sea God Legion overseas, besides the three Super Douluo—Chen Xinjie, Amorous Douluo Zang Xin, and Ya Li—there was another powerhouse traveling along, who was precisely Huo Yuhao.
Only, ever since setting off, Huo Yuhao had always stayed inside the warship and had not shown his face until now.
Chen Xinjie had long had calculations in his heart. Since the Spirit Pagoda could accurately grasp the hidden locations of the Demon Queen and the Ghost Emperor, it was very likely that they also had some understanding of the Demon Queen's true strength.
Therefore, Chen Xinjie felt that Huo Yuhao was still able to keep his composure up to now; perhaps he had a method to deal with this Demon Queen.
After all, this long-sea trip was something Huo Yuhao actively proposed to tag along for.
If there was no certainty, with his identity and scheming, he would never rashly put himself in danger.
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A/N:
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