Chapter 126 Snow Empress
Some chose to align themselves with the Spirit Hall, seeking its protection.
Some chose to secretly unite, attempting to form an anti-spirit alliance.
Some chose to completely retreat into seclusion, avoiding the world.
The situation on the continent changed drastically every day.
In the deep sea, the Demon Empress sat on her skeletal throne, her deep blue eyes flashing with a cold light.
"Quasi-god... the Domain of the End..."
"Bibi Dong, you've certainly taken the lead."
"But my Abyssal Demonic Energy will not stagnate."
She slowly raised her hand, palm facing upward.
Deep blue Abyssal Demonic Energy gathered in her palm, transforming into a constantly rotating vortex of devouring energy.
In the center of the vortex, countless souls could be vaguely seen struggling and wailing, ultimately being completely devoured and digested.
"Give me some more time..."
"When I have completely refined all of the Demon Whale King's legacy, when my Abyssal Demonic Energy has completed its transformation..."
"At that time, even quasi-gods... will be nothing more than more delicious food."
She clenched her palm, and the devouring vortex dissipated.
"Send orders to all sea areas—"
"Accelerate the devouring plan."
"I, the Emperor, want to see the nearshore waters turn into dead zones within three months."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Countless powerful sea spirit beasts roared in response from the deep sea. On the high seas, Poseidon's fleet was sailing at full speed.
At the bow, Poseidon stood with her eyes closed, golden sea god power flowing around her, resonating with the fragments of the Sea God's Heart within her.
She was adjusting her state, preparing for the possible duel.
"High Priest..." A guardian Douluo cautiously stepped forward, "The Spirit Hall's invitation..."
"Ignore it." Poseidon opened her eyes, a resolute glint in her azure pupils, "Head directly to the Heaven Dou Empire's Han Hai City."
"I will officially land as the Sea God's envoy."
"After meeting with the various forces on the continent, we will decide... how to deal with the Spirit Hall."
"Yes!" The Island Guardian Douluo respectfully withdrew.
Poseidon looked westward, her gaze seemingly piercing through thousands of miles, seeing the dark golden figure in the Papal Palace of Spirit City.
"Bibi Dong..."
"You want to use my divine power to forge a godhood..."
"And how could I not want to... use your End Domain to temper my Heart of the Sea God?"
She flipped her palm, and a small golden trident appeared in her hand.
The trident trembled slightly, emitting a vast ocean aura.
"Lord Sea God... please grant me power."
"Let the light of the Sea God cleanse all evil in this world."
"Let the order of the ocean... return to peace."
The trident shone brightly, resonating with the Sea God's divine power within her.
Behind the fleet, beneath the sea, countless sea spirit beasts appeared and disappeared, guarding the fleet of the Sea God's envoys.
There were giant sea turtles, patrolling sea yakshas, and even... a Deep Sea Dragon King whose aura was comparable to a Super Douluo!
This was the foundation of Poseidon Island, the sea-folk power Poseidon had secretly mobilized for her trip to the mainland.
She didn't come alone.
She brought... the will of the entire ocean.
"Accelerate," Poseidon whispered.
The fleet increased its speed again, cutting through the waves and speeding towards the mainland.
Above the heavens, the light of the "Goddess Ranking" had completely faded.
But the situation on the continent, with each revelation of this ranking, had led to unprecedented chaos and danger.
The Ice Emperor, residing in the far north, watched coldly.
The Demon Emperor, entrenched in the deep sea, prepared to strike.
Poseidon crossed the sea, carrying the will of the ocean.
Bibi Dong ascended to quasi-godhood, forging the Domain of the End.
These four individuals, representing the top powers of their respective factions, each harboring different purposes and obsessions, were about to clash on this continent… igniting the most dazzling yet most dangerous sparks.
The outcome of this clash would determine the fate of the continent for the next thousand years.
Would the light of the sea god cleanse evil?
Would the Domain of the End devour everything?
Would the abyssal demonic energy submerge the continent?
Or would the extreme cold freeze everything?
The answer was about to be revealed.
The storm had already arrived.
And at the eye of the storm, those goddesses who had ascended the ranking would use their power and will to write the final chapter of this era…
Deep within the Papal Palace in Martial Soul City.
The dark purple Domain of the End, like a slowly beating heart, contracted and expanded within the cultivation chamber.
As grayish-purple light flowed, the space itself underwent subtle distortions and collapses, as if this area was being detached from the real world, gradually evolving into an independent domain belonging solely to the laws of the End.
At the center of the domain, Bibi Dong floated cross-legged.
Her body was completely energized, exhibiting a translucent dark golden texture. Beneath her skin, divine blood flowed like a river, and her bones were inscribed with Rakshasa divine runes.
Between her brows, an extremely complex dark purple divine seal slowly rotated. With each rotation, countless tiny law runes emerged and collapsed from it, revealing the ultimate mysteries of death and the soul.
Divine power conversion rate: 78%.
Only one final step remained to reach the 80% threshold for stabilizing the nascent divine core.
However, this step seemed like an insurmountable chasm.
"Ninety percent of the three strands of soul essence have been refined; the remaining ten percent is the core imprint of their respective laws, exceptionally stubborn…"
Bibi Dong's tightly closed eyes trembled slightly as her dark golden divine sense examined the three stubborn points of light within her body.
The icy blue point of light was cold and arrogant, the deep blue point of light was violently devouring, and the golden point of light was holy and repulsive.
These three points of light originated from the core of the soul essence of the Ice Emperor, the Demon Emperor, and Poseidon, respectively, containing the most essential imprints of their respective laws.
To completely refine them, not only time was needed, but also… a certain opportunity.
"Poseidon's sea god power is too strong of a restraint; a more powerful external force must be used to break the balance…"
Bibi Dong pondered, several plans already forming in her mind.
However, at this moment—
"Buzz!!!"
A completely unfamiliar yet vast wave, so powerful it shook her very soul, descended from the far north of the continent, piercing through endless space!
That fluctuation wasn't soul power, nor ordinary divine power, but... some higher-level, seemingly innate primordial power originating from the same source as heaven and earth!
Cold, pure, and supreme!
"What... is this?"
Bibi Dong suddenly opened her eyes, a rare look of surprise flashing in her dark golden pupils.
She could sense that the level of this fluctuation even faintly surpassed the power of the Rakshasa God!
Although its magnitude was far inferior to her current quasi-god cultivation, its "quality" carried a certain... aura of innate divinity!
Almost simultaneously.
In the deep sea of the Demon Whale, in the endless abyss.
The Demon Emperor, immersed in refining abyssal demonic energy, suddenly raised his head.
In his deep blue eyes, dark golden devouring vortexes spun wildly, staring intently at the north.
"This aura... is purer... more ancient than the Ice Emperor's..."
Her voice carried a hint of disbelief and solemnity.
"The far north... has a second existence of this level?!"
On the high seas, at the bow of Poseidon's ship.
(End of chapter)