Douluo Jueshi: My body was penetrated by the Snow Queen

Chapter 221 Becoming a God! (Please continue reading)
Xue Wushuang's soul trembled violently. She used all her strength to suppress the raging tide within her soul core, like a mountain about to collapse.

The crimson Dao traces transformed into raging flames and the azure soul power formed into a vast ocean collided wildly deep within her soul core. Each collision of energy caused ripples to spread across her sea of ​​consciousness, and fine beads of blood seeped from her mouth and nose.

The attempt to fuse ordinary soul power and the power of laws into divine power is far more difficult than imagined. The current predicament is like a sword hanging over her head, ready to sever her life at any moment.

If no way to break the deadlock can be found, the out-of-control soul core will surely explode.

That terrifying energy, powerful enough to tear space apart, will not only turn this soul core, the culmination of countless efforts, into dust, but will also spread like a plague throughout the entire sea of ​​spirit.

Once this sanctuary of the soul is destroyed, the Snow Empress, the Ice Empress, and herself will all be reduced to ashes in this energy storm, leaving not even a trace of their divine souls behind.

"What should we do?" Xue Wushuang's voice was hoarse and trembling, her clothes soaked with cold sweat.

She quickly sorted out the known paths to godhood. After Tang San and the others inherited the divine core, they had divine positions but no divine power. It wasn't until they entered the God Realm and were immersed in the rich divine aura that their soul power was passively transformed into divine power.

However, she chose a completely different path. She attempted to refine her soul power into divine power and then condense a divine core without having a divine core foundation.

This unprecedented attempt brought about a fatal problem: the Dao traces representing the laws and ordinary soul power were like natural enemies. Not only could they not merge, but they also repelled and strangled each other, pushing the soul core to the brink of collapse.

Before Xue Wushuang lay only two thorny paths.

The first path seems safe: abandon the path to godhood, expel all Dao traces from the soul core, and stop this dangerous fusion.

In this way, although she can retain her god-level combat power, she will be forever trapped in a semi-transformed state, like a beast with its hands and feet tied, unable to unleash its full strength, and her path to godhood will be completely cut off.

The second path, however, is a high-stakes gamble with death.

She had to rely on her powerful divine sense to forcefully suppress the Dao traces to the bottom of her soul power, allowing the soul power to slowly seep in like a trickle.

However, if she is not careful, the uncontrolled power of the laws will burst like a flood and instantly devour her soul.

At that time, she will be utterly destroyed, leaving no hope of rebirth.

Xue Wushuang's pupils contracted sharply, her azure eyes reflecting the destruction surging within her soul core. Fine beads of sweat clung to her eyelashes, trembling slightly with her rapid breathing, her brain racing frantically in a life-or-death situation.

Giving up the path to godhood meant being forever trapped in the cage of power, where she might face the grinning blades of her enemies and the humiliation of having her dignity crushed—something she feared more than death itself.

"I absolutely cannot stop!" Xue Wushuang's nails dug deeply into her palms, and blood dripped from between her fingers.

A hazy halo rose around her, which was the battle flag she had condensed with her last bit of spiritual power.

When she used all her strength to suppress the crimson Dao marks that were spreading like wildfire, her entire spiritual sea trembled.

The violent energy flow crashed into the barrier of her consciousness, splashing up dazzling purple light, as if heaven and earth were resisting this madness that defied the laws.

As the Dao traces gradually subsided, Xue Wushuang's tense shoulders relaxed slightly, and a sense of relief at surviving a calamity welled up in her heart.

However, just as she was about to sink the Dao trace into the bottom of her soul power, a sudden change occurred!

The originally docile Dao Hen suddenly awakened, broke free from her control, and, carrying an aura of destruction, viciously pounced on the vast ocean of azure soul power.

"No!" Xue Wushuang's roar was extinguished in the roar of energy.

In the real world, her pale face suddenly flushed with a sickly red, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out, drawing a tragic arc in the air.

Her eyes lost their former sharpness; her azure pupils were gradually veiled by a layer of grayish-white mist, like an extinguished lamp, her former vigor and tenacity rapidly dissipating.

In the instant the Sea of ​​Spirit collapsed, the terrified screams of the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress were torn to pieces.

In the devastating energy storm, Xue Wushuang's soul, like a candle flickering in the wind, gradually became transparent amidst the violent tearing.

She glanced one last time at the chaotic void, a smile of relief mixed with resentment tugging at the corners of her lips. In the end, she had failed in this gamble against the will of Heaven.

No one knows how much time has passed; time has long lost its meaning in this chaos.

The desolate black ocean, like solidified asphalt, devours all life and hope.

In the depths of this deathly silence, a faint purple light, like a lone star in the dark night, flickered intermittently, bringing a strange sense of life to this desolate land.

Under the purple light, four bodies lay horizontally and floated.

Their bodies were almost transparent, as if they could be crushed by a gentle breeze at any moment; only faint signs of life proved that they were still alive.

It was none other than Xue Wushuang, Xue Di, and others. In that earth-shattering explosion in the sea of ​​consciousness, Xue Wushuang was the first to be hit. The rampaging power within her body was like a tyrannical dragon, tearing her soul to pieces before she could even react.

Following closely behind, Xue Di and the others were also powerless to resist, swept up by the violent energy storm and plunged into the abyss on the verge of life and death.

However, fate seemed to leave a glimmer of hope even in the most desperate situation.

After all, these powers originated from Xue Wushuang herself, and within their ferocity lay a subtle vitality.

The purple light above Xue Wushuang's head was the Thunder Tribulation Liquid she obtained during her first tribulation.

This mysterious liquid, born from destructive lightning, contains a boundless life force capable of reversing life and death; it can repair a broken soul and reshape a dying body.

At this moment, the energy of the Thunder Tribulation Liquid was nearly exhausted, and the remaining faint light, like a flickering candle in the darkness, barely illuminated a glimmer of hope for Xue Wushuang's survival.

Suddenly, Xue Wushuang's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly about to take flight.

Immediately afterwards, her fingers twitched slightly, stirring up the stagnant air around her.

This subtle movement indicated that she was about to break through the boundary between life and death and return to the human world.

"Am I not dead?"

Xue Wushuang suddenly opened her eyes, her azure pupils filled with shock and confusion.

She looked around in disbelief, unable to believe that she had escaped death.

In an instant, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning. She jerked herself up, her voice trembling with excitement: "System?!"

"system!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs, but only endless silence answered her.

Just as disappointment was overwhelming her, a faint yet clear mechanical voice rang out in the void:

[Ding, the system has left its final message for the host. Do you wish to receive it?]

The sound echoed in the deathly silence, like a thunderclap.

Hope rekindled in Xue Wushuang's eyes, and she shouted urgently, "Receive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of pure white paper slowly floated down from the void, like a light feather.

Under the faint purple light, the black writing on the paper was clearly visible.

After reading it, Xue Wushuang finally understood why she had survived. So that's how it was!

(End of this chapter)