The Holy Spirit Cult Retreated, and the Douluo Continent Diplomatic Mission Prepared to Return to the Sun Moon Federation

Luo Chen finished speaking.

The vibration of the void unique to Four-Word Battle Armor rang out around him, and fine, icy-blue ripples spread through the air.

Space warped slightly as countless tiny particles of icy-blue light emerged from the void, winding around Luo Chen's body.

"Four-Word Battle Armor? How is that possible?" The Holy Spirit Cult had been watching the Divine Craftsman's every move lately.

The Divine Craftsman had not performed Heavenly Forging in a long time.

The Holy Spirit Cult was absolutely certain of that.

If that was the case, where had Luo Chen's Four-Word Battle Armor come from?

"Underworld Emperor, aren't you going to reveal your Four-Word Battle Armor?" Luo Chen asked.

He had forged his Four-Word Battle Armor on the return voyage from the Star Luo Empire to the Sun Moon Federation.

By day, he enjoyed the maids' care aboard the cruise ship. By night, he secretly performed Heavenly Forging.

With Gu Yuena and several Ferocious Beasts covering for him,

the people aboard never discovered that Seven-Colored Tribulation Lightning had actually been chasing their ship the entire time, trying to strike it.

At that moment, the martial soul origin of the Ghost Emperor's Underworld King erupted within him. Gray-black death soul power swept over his entire body like a tide from the abyss.

The void trembled slightly, and countless gray-black particles of rusted metallic light poured out of nothingness, swirling around his body and rapidly solidifying.

Like En Ci's, the Ghost Emperor's Four-Word Battle Armor had been forcibly upgraded from Three-Word Battle Armor through special methods.

But it still fell far short of true Four-Word Battle Armor.

"Decay and rebirth-all shall turn to dust."

The Underworld Emperor's gaze was indifferent. The runes on his Child of the Underworld battle armor flared, and dense deathly energy burst from