Destroy the Ghost Emperor, Execute the Demon Empress
Just as Chen Xinjie finished speaking, a casual voice rang out from the side. "Coming, coming."
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Huo Yuhao had somehow appeared in mid-air, only a few feet away from Chen Xinjie.
He was dressed simply, with a calm expression and even a faint smile on his lips, looking nothing like someone who was about to face a God Level expert.
What truly made Chen Xinjie, Zang Xin, and even Ya Li's hearts tremble was that none of these powerful figures standing at the pinnacle of the continent had noticed when Huo Yuhao had appeared.
Without any spatial fluctuations or Soul Power surges, he appeared there silently, as if he had been standing there from the very beginning.
Chen Xinjie's pupils contracted slightly, and the suspicion in his heart grew stronger.
This young man, who has taken charge of the Spirit Pagoda at such a young age, is probably already stronger than everyone imagined, and may even have surpassed these veteran Limit Douluo.
Facing the Demon Empress whose aura was so overwhelming that it made the entire sea tremble, Huo Yuhao remained calm and composed.
He even turned his head and smiled at the people beside him, "This is the final battle. After today, the Holy Spirit Cult will be completely destroyed."
The Demon Empress opposite was already poised to strike, his divine Divine Power surging like a tide, turning the surrounding seawater a deep, dark purple.
She didn't believe that anyone among humanity could surpass her; she had already broken through to the God Level, and both her Soul Power and Divine Power had undergone a qualitative change.
The Divine Realm has been lost; she is the only True God on the Douluo Continent for the past ten thousand years.
The Demon Empress's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and madness and violence surged deep within his pupils. The frenzied aura around him grew even stronger, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.
She roared, "How dare you! Human, die!"
The first person she wanted to kill was this arrogant human brat.
The air above the sea suddenly became thick, as if the entire world was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and even the sea breeze seemed to freeze.
The purplish-black Divine Power surrounding the Demon Empress roared like an angry dragon, carrying the power to Destruction God everything, and rushed towards Huo Yuhao's location.
Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, leaving visible cracks.
Chen Xinjie was ready; the Sea God Helmet was ready to be taken out at any time. As soon as Huo Yuhao showed the slightest sign of being outmatched, he would immediately activate the artifact to intervene in the battle.
But when his gaze swept over Huo Yuhao, he found that the young man was still strolling leisurely, as if the torrent of Divine Power in front of him, which was enough to crush a mountain peak, was nothing more than a gentle breeze.
Just as Chen Xinjie was filled with doubt and uncertainty, an unexpected event occurred.
Chen Xinjie, Zang Xin, and Ya Li simultaneously felt their bodies suddenly sink, as if they were firmly nailed to mid-air by some irresistible force, unable to move even a single finger.
The three men's expressions changed drastically. Their first thought was that the Demon Empress had secretly intervened, using his God Level power to suppress everyone.
But they quickly dismissed the idea, because the Demon Empress and Ghost Emperor on the other side were also frozen in place.
Even more astonishing was that the incomparably powerful purplish-black divine Divine Power unleashed by the Demon Empress abruptly halted midway, as if a rushing river had been frozen in mid-air, and the energy pillar suspended in mid-air solidified into a tangible form, remaining completely still.
The surging waves beneath our feet subsided in that instant, the layers of waves solidifying into undulating surfaces, even the splashing water droplets suspended in the air.
The entire ocean and the entire battlefield seemed to be paused at this moment, and time seemed to lose its meaning.
And in the midst of this stagnation, Huo Yuhao made a move.
With a single step, he traversed hundreds of meters, appearing before the Ghost Emperor in an instant.
This scene made everyone realize the truth.
This overwhelming force of confinement did not originate from the Demon Emperor, but rather from the methods of Huo Yuhao, the master of the Spirit Pagoda!
Although the Ghost Emperor's physical body was immobilized, his consciousness remained clear.
He looked at Huo Yuhao, who was so close to him, his excessively young face expressionless, as indifferent as if he were looking at an insignificant, lifeless object.
The Ghost Emperor's pupils constricted sharply as an unprecedented fear surged from the depths of his heart. For the first time, he truly felt what despair meant.
Huo Yuhao looked at the Ghost Emperor and spoke in a calm tone, "Haven't you been in charge of the Holy Spirit Cult all these years?"
The Ghost Emperor naturally couldn't answer, and Huo Yuhao clearly had no intention of listening to his reply, simply continuing on his own, "They deserved to die."
As he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, his slender fingers gently touching the Ghost Emperor. Where his fingertips brushed, not even the air rippled.
Then, the Ghost Emperor disappeared.
There was no explosion, no screams, no flying blood and flesh. The Ghost Emperor was annihilated into nothingness in an instant, as if he had been completely wiped out from this world, leaving not even a trace behind.
Then, Huo Yuhao slowly turned around and his gaze fell on the Demon Empress not far away.
Those calm eyes held no murderous intent, nor any ostentatious power, but rather a condescending scrutiny.
At this moment, the Demon Empress's invincible madness was finally suppressed, and she clearly felt the threat of death.
But she couldn't understand why a human boy could surpass her, when she had already broken through the dual shackles of Soul Power and Divine Power, stepping into the true level of "God." The Divine Realm was lost, and no one had been able to match her for ten thousand years.
Just moments ago she had scoffed at the other party's "shameless boasting," but now she no longer even had the chance to beg for mercy.
Huo Yuhao looked at her, his brows furrowing slightly, his tone carrying an undisguised disgust. "Your blood is practically overflowing, the stench is overwhelming. It seems you've been harming quite a few living beings over the years."
"With hands stained with blood and a body brimming with resentment, you dare to dream of becoming a god? That's utterly delusional."
As he finished speaking, he casually snapped his fingers.
A crisp sound echoed gently above the sea, followed by a deep and majestic thunderclap that suddenly resounded throughout the entire sky.
A bolt of purplish-black lightning descended from the sky, as thick as a pillar, carrying a world-destroying aura, and struck the Demon Empress with perfect accuracy.
That was the power of the God of Destruction. As the God Realm Enforcer, the God of Destruction's lightning not only contained pure Power of Destruction, but also carried a trace of divine punishment.
Under the judgment of the Divine Power of Destruction, the Demon Empress is now guilty and deserves to die, with no chance of pardon and nowhere to escape.
A burst of purplish-black light suddenly erupted, illuminating the entire sea area.
After the flash of light, the sea returned to calm, and the Demon Empress's figure had vanished, leaving only a cloud of ashes that was gently swept up by the sea breeze and scattered across the surface of the sea, leaving no trace.
At this moment, the invisible Imprisonment force quietly dissipated, and Chen Xinjie, Zang Xin, and Ya Li simultaneously regained their ability to move.
But none of them moved. Almost simultaneously, all three pairs of eyes fell on Huo Yuhao, their faces filled with shock. Their mouths moved, but no one uttered a single word for a long time.
Clearly, these three powerful figures standing at the pinnacle of the continent were completely stunned by the strength Huo Yuhao displayed.
The Demon Empress, who had reached the God Level, didn't even last a single move against him, and was wiped out like an ant being crushed.
So what is Huo Yuhao's current cultivation level? How far has he progressed?
This question lingered in the minds of the three, refusing to dissipate for Jiujiu.