Chapter 199: The Battle of the Two Ye's
The dark red vault of the Demon Space seemed to be forcibly torn open by an invisible force, creating a brilliant gap.
Ye Guyi stood suspended within it, her entire body bathed in radiance condensed purely from divine light power, looking like a sun descending upon a filthy land.
The Angel Sword in her hand had completely awakened; its blade was as translucent as golden crystal, with liquid divine fire seemingly flowing incessantly inside. The miniature blazing sun at the crossguard emitted a warm yet majestic divine glow, dispelling the haze within a thousand-mile radius.
Achieving godhood and the complete leap in her level of existence brought an unprecedentedly clear perception of the laws of heaven and earth.
Ye Guyi's divine sense spread like spilled mercury, instantly covering this vast space. Within her god-level perception, which reflected all things like a clear mirror, a massive, evil aura—deep as an abyss and cold as the River Styx—stood ten thousand miles away. It drew her attention firmly, like a conspicuous bonfire in the dead of night.
The energy level of that aura's owner far surpassed that of the recently slain Zhongli Wu. Its evil essence was countless times more pure and condensed, with the powers of death, malice, and curses nearly manifesting into physical substance.
However, facing an existence capable of making an ordinary god-level powerhouse tremble, what rose in Ye Guyi's heart was not fear, but a fighting spirit boiling like lava and a mission originating from her bloodline.
She clearly felt the fully awakened Angel Sword in her hand emitting a longing hum, the blade vibrating slightly as it pointed toward that source of evil.
Deep within the holy sword, the originally shattered Angel God Throne was becoming active and converging at an unprecedented speed under the stimulation of this extreme light and the extreme evil opposite it, faintly outlining a fragmented yet majestic silhouette.
Only one final step remained; only that most extreme and powerful source of evil was needed as the ultimate'sacrifice' to completely recast the God Position and allow the glory of the angel to return in full!
"Ye Xishui..." Ye Guyi softly uttered that name, flames igniting in her golden eyes.
Without any hesitation, she raised the Angel Sword, pointing its tip toward that mass of evil aura ten thousand miles away that stood like a lighthouse in the night. Her full fighting spirit and resolute divine power merged into one, turning into an invisible declaration of challenge that crossed the void and slammed violently against that deep evil!
At the same time, in the deepest reaches of the Demon Space, at the core of a black palace constructed from countless skeletons and wailing souls.
Ye Xishui sat cross-legged in the center of a massive blood pool that was constantly gurgling with black bubbles. The pool did not contain real blood, but rather highly concentrated death and fel energy.
She was surrounded by blood-colored divine power as condensed as substance, and the phantom of the blood soul demonic puppet flickered behind her, emitting an aura that could freeze one's soul.
She had already broken through level 100 long ago. At this moment, she was completely refining and absorbing the massive amount of energy obtained from clearing the Demon Plane. She was only a hair's breadth away from completely stabilizing her cultivation at the peak of level 106.
However, at this critical moment, a pure, searing, and judgment-filled god-level fighting spirit pierced through the void like a red-hot blade without warning, locking onto her with pinpoint accuracy!
"Hmm?!" Ye Xishui was suddenly startled out of her deep cultivation. In those slowly opening eyes, a flash of irritation at being disturbed appeared first, which then transformed into cold killing intent.
"Who is this? How dare they disturb my meditation!" Ye Xishui snorted coldly in her heart.
After achieving godhood, she had not yet had the chance to truly test her own strength. Although this unfamiliar god-level fighting spirit carried a holy attribute that she instinctively loathed, it also piqued her desire to test her edge. In her view, this was perhaps some reckless newly ascended deity who could serve as a whetstone to verify her strength and stabilize her realm.
"Since you've come to seek death, I shall grant it to you!"
A sharp glint flashed through Ye Xishui's eyes, and the originally restrained pressure of an evil god was released like a volcanic eruption!
"Boom—!"
The entire black palace shook violently as the blood pool boiled. The skeleton throne beneath her instantly turned to dust, and an aura far more terrifying and profound than Zhongli Wu's soared into the sky. A blood-red pillar of divine power pierced directly through the palace ceiling, turning the hundred miles around her into a desolate domain of death.
This aura bloomed without reservation, reaching a formidable level 106. The death laws contained within it almost touched the edge of an even higher level.
Facing that boiling fighting spirit ten thousand miles away, Ye Xishui responded with an even more aggressive stance. She wanted to see who had given the opponent the courage to provoke her!
"Whoosh!"
Ye Xishui's figure flickered, turning into a blood-colored stream of light that tore through space. She sped toward the direction of the fighting spirit at an incredible speed. Wherever she passed, the evil aura was like a monarch on a journey, driving away all lesser evils, and even the chaotic energy of the Demon Space itself made way for her.
A distance of ten thousand miles was but an instant for two god-level powerhouses who were determined and flying at full speed.
Above a relatively open, broken plain in the Demon Space, the dark red clouds were being churned as if by an invisible hand, forming a massive vortex.
A golden light, as brilliant as a solar meteor, shot across from one end of the horizon. Everywhere it passed, holy light cleansed the area, leaving a long-lasting trail of brightness.
A blood-colored stream of light, as cold as lightning from the Nine Serenities, tore through the air from the other end. Along its path, all things withered, and a despairing silence spread.
Both were moving at extreme speeds, like two stars destined to collide. Above the vast plain, they met head-on without any trickery!
"Rumble!!!"
There were no words, no probing; before their figures were even fully clear, two god-level pressures with diametrically opposed natures but equal world-destroying intensity slammed into each other like two vast worlds colliding!
In an instant, the world lost its color!
With the collision point as the center, a visible circular shockwave expanded exponentially. The ground below cracked and collapsed inch by inch like a fragile eggshell, forming a massive crater over a hundred miles in diameter. Space let out an overburdened wail as countless fine black cracks spread like a spiderweb, frantically devouring the surrounding light and energy.
The golden light and blood-colored currents intertwined and annihilated each other frantically, erupting with a glare bright enough to blind mortal eyes and a darkness that swallowed everything. The two extreme lights and colors painted the entire sky in a bizarre, kaleidoscopic fashion, as if doomsday had arrived.
As the light dimmed slightly, two figures finally appeared clearly suspended in mid-air, facing each other from a distance.
Ye Guyi held the Angel Sword, her six light wings spread wide. Her Holy Domain naturally opened, making her look like a goddess of light descending to the mortal world. Her golden eyes gazed coldly at her opponent.
Ye Xishui was surrounded by deathly energy, and the phantom of the blood soul demonic puppet condensed behind her as if it were physical. Her eyes, filled with cruelty and malice, stared fixedly at Ye Guyi, especially at the holy sword in her hand. A flash of disbelief crossed her eyes, which then turned into even colder killing intent.
"Six-winged Angel?! And this sword... it's actually a divine tool... Could it be the legendary Angel Sword?! Hahaha! It truly is the will of heaven! I didn't expect a successor of the angel to still exist in this world! If I devour you and refine your holy origin and this holy sword, I might be able to break through to an even higher realm!"
Ye Xishui's voice was hoarse and piercing, filled with wild joy and determination to win.
Ye Guyi remained expressionless, slowly raising the Angel Sword in her hand and pointing its tip directly at Ye Xishui. Her cold sentence echoed through heaven and earth:
"Ye Xishui, your sins shall be judged by me today. In the name of the Angel, I grant you... death!"
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