SFS Chapter 193 Divine Power
Chapter 193 Divine Power
At that very moment, Shen Qingyao, completely unaware of the strange phenomenon occurring within her, had already quietly infiltrated the deep and mysterious sea of consciousness.
Deep within this sea of consciousness, a breathtaking confrontation was unfolding—Shen Qingyao stood solemnly opposite the legendary God of Bliss.
The God of Bliss stared intently at Shen Qingyao, and said in a seductive voice:
"Shen Qingyao, now that things have come to this, have you thought it through? Are you willing to hand over your body to this god's control? If you do so, this god will surely guide you on the path to immortality and enjoy with you the devout offerings of the world's people. Why not do such a wonderful thing?"
Despite having been driven to the brink of emotional collapse by Shen Qingyao on several occasions, this God of Bliss persisted relentlessly, determined to entice Shen Qingyao to relinquish control over her body.
However, faced with the God of Bliss's coercion and enticement, Shen Qingyao only responded with a contemptuous sneer, her beautiful eyes revealing undisguised disdain and contempt.
Immediately afterwards, she said with a sarcastic tone:
"Want to seize control of my body? It's not impossible, but... only if you obediently hand over your divine power to me first. Only then can I believe your words and be certain that you are truly worthy of my trust. After all, everyone knows that every god possesses their own unique and powerful divine power. Could it be that the renowned God of Bliss is an exception, lacking even a trace of divine power?"
As soon as Shen Qingyao uttered these sharp words, her entire mind fell into a deathly silence, as if time itself had frozen at that moment.
The God of Bliss, on the other hand, seemed to have been struck in a fatal spot. His face turned ashen, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, clearly as he was doing his utmost to suppress the raging anger within him.
The dense, inky black aura emanating from him, like countless agile black snakes, ceaselessly darted and swam through Shen Qingyao's sea of consciousness.
They seemed to regard this mysterious area as their own backyard, without any restraint or consideration whatsoever.
Looking at the surging Yin energy that almost filled her entire sea of consciousness, Shen Qingyao was secretly startled, and her originally calm state of mind was instantly rippled.
These yin energies spread out like a surging tide, seemingly trying to devour everything that stood in their way.
Shen Qingyao knew that if she allowed this God of Bliss to remain hidden in her sea of consciousness, he would be able to easily seize her body and completely control her body and soul before she even reached the legendary Bliss Gathering.
Thinking of this, a strong sense of urgency welled up in her heart. She secretly made up her mind that this operation must succeed no matter what. She must seize the God-Summoning Sword before the God of Bliss completely possesses her body and use its power to summon the fearless war god who is famous throughout the world.
Only now did Shen Qingyao realize that this life-or-death struggle was not just her racking her brains to find a way to eliminate the God of Bliss.
Just as she was racking her brains for a solution, the God of Bliss was also secretly plotting and scheming, deliberately delaying the time so that his Yin energy could continuously invade and occupy her sea of consciousness, thus laying a solid foundation for the final act of seizing her body.
"Hahahaha... Shen Qingyao, you are nothing but an ordinary mortal, yet you dare to covet my supreme divine power? It's utterly delusional and wishful thinking!"
"Even if you were lucky enough to obtain my divine power, with your shallow cultivation and limited knowledge, how could you possibly control such a powerful force? I'm afraid that not only would you be unable to unleash its power, but you would also fall into a state of demonic possession, ending up in a tragic and irredeemable end!"
The voice of the God of Bliss, full of mockery and disdain, resounded loudly in Shen Qingyao's sea of consciousness, deafening and echoing for a long time.
The voice of the God of Bliss seemed to be accompanied by a raging storm, and the exasperation contained within it poured out like a flood bursting its banks.
He roared through gritted teeth, his tone sharp and fierce, as if he wished he could devour Shen Qingyao alive, swallowing her flesh and soul whole.
Upon seeing this, Shen Qingyao felt an indescribable sense of pleasure welling up inside her.
Seeing the Goddess of Bliss's furious and enraged state, she found it somewhat amusing.
Shen Qingyao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a slightly provocative smile.
"Hmph, I think you're just an empty shell, you don't have any divine power at all! You should know that you're nothing but an evil god, how could the Heavenly Dao favor such an evil being as you? How could it bestow divine power upon you?"
"Furthermore, look at your wretched state now, forced to confine yourself to the consciousness of a mere mortal like me. You are nothing more than the last remnant soul of Zhu Sha Lei. In this state, what kind of god can you even be considered? Since you can't be called a god, then naturally you have no divine power, right? Hahaha..."
Shen Qingyao mercilessly mocked the God of Bliss, her words sharp and each sentence hitting the other's weak points.
Faced with Shen Qingyao's provocation and sarcasm, the God of Bliss was dumbfounded and speechless for a moment.
However, the yin energy around him surged even more violently, rolling and roaring in the void like a raging torrent.
"Shen Qingyao, you ignorant and arrogant brat! Today, I, the God, will make you taste the power of my divine strength!"
The God of Bliss finally could not contain his anger and roared hoarsely.
Before the words were finished, a dazzling golden light suddenly shot out from the statue of the God of Bliss, like lightning slicing through the sky.
The golden light was extremely fast, and it rushed straight towards Shen Qingyao in an instant, striking her hard in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, Shen Qingyao suddenly felt an unbearable pressure, as if a huge boulder weighing a thousand pounds had crashed down on her delicate body.
The immense pressure was like Mount Tai crushing an egg, making it difficult for her to stand upright even when she used all her strength and effort.
At the same time, as the dazzling golden light emanating from the God of Bliss grew stronger and more intense, the pressure on Shen Qingyao surged like a tidal wave, one wave higher than the next.
That immense force seemed to have a terrifying tendency to completely crush her to the ground, making one break out in a cold sweat.
However, faced with this desperate situation, Shen Qingyao gritted her teeth and persevered.
Her originally fair face was now flushed red from the excessive exertion, and the veins on her forehead were bulging, but her head remained held high, showing no sign of weakness.
Her beautiful eyes flashed with a sharp and cold light as she stared directly at the solemn and majestic statue of the God of Bliss before her, like an enraged lioness.
"Hmph! Is this all the so-called divine power you have? It's utterly insignificant! Nothing more than that!"
Shen Qingyao squeezed out these words, full of provocation and disdain, through gritted teeth. Although her voice trembled slightly, it remained firm and powerful.
Her brows revealed a stubborn and unyielding spirit that was truly moving.
Upon hearing this, the God of Bliss let out a cold snort:
"What an arrogant little brat! I'd like to see just how stubborn you can be!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light around the God of Bliss suddenly surged, dazzling and incredibly powerful.
Immediately afterwards, an even more powerful and terrifying force poured down on Shen Qingyao.
Even though the God of Bliss continuously released astonishing divine power to exert pressure, Shen Qingyao still gritted her teeth and persevered.
Although she was nearing her limit, and every second felt like a struggle in an abyss of pain, she stubbornly held on with her unbreakable will and indomitable spirit, refusing to bow her proud head to this invincible pressure.