230: Chapter 230 Divine Dharma Form! Valkyrie Form Unsealed!

Silence!

A deathly silence!

The results of this incredibly shocking clash left everyone in the God Race's preparation area, including the giants of the ancient races, staring with wide-eyed disbelief!

The Twelve-Winged Goddess, who had comprehended the supreme [Great Dao of Light] left behind by the God Race's late emperor and was hailed as the hope for the God Race's revival, had actually... fallen into a disadvantage in a direct clash of ultimate moves?!

"This woman... must not be allowed to live!"

In the God Race's preparation area, the Heavenly God Old Ancestor stared fixedly at the twin-tailed girl on the arena stage, who was covered in blood yet possessed a sky-piercing Battle Intent. His expression was more solemn than ever before, and deep within his eyes, a flash of extreme, undisguised killing intent flickered!

He understood Jialuo's worth all too well.

In these Three Thousand Upper Realms, those who could compete on equal footing with the twelve-winged Jialuo at the same Realm were practically non-existent.

But today, a Human Race Golden Immortal of the second stage, someone with one fewer strand of Great Dao Origin than Jialuo, had actually managed to repel her head-on?! What kind of monster's nest was this Human Race?!

Within the Titan Race territory.

Tai Yuan, the Golden Immortal of the sixth stage who was the sixth person to break through the preliminary trials, watched this scene and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, speaking in a heavy voice.

"If the Human Race can withstand the God Race's current offensive momentum, they will surely replace the God Race!"

Upon hearing this, the Titan Race Old Ancestor's vertical eyes, which were as large as bronze bells, remained silent for a long time before he finally nodded with extreme gravity.

"Indeed... but the premise is whether that strongest member of the Human Race can withstand the wrath of the Heavenly God Old Ancestor..."

The Titan Old Ancestor glanced toward the Human Race's preparation area.

However.

Tai Yuan followed the Old Ancestor's gaze and locked his eyes with extreme precision onto the white-robed young man.

The mysterious vertical eye at the center of Tai Yuan's brow blinked back and forth, as if he were using some ultimate innate Divine Ability to confirm something extremely terrifying.

A moment later.

Tai Yuan's voice was low and certain:

"Old Ancestor, you worry too much."

"He... can withstand it!"

The other races among the myriad tribes didn't even dare to breathe loudly at this moment.

Previously, during the preliminary trials, Jialuo and Shen Youchu hadn't used their full strength at all when facing the mirror images with doubled attributes.

It was only now that everyone sorrowfully discovered the truth.

If Ranks were assigned to the Early Stage of Golden Immortal, Jialuo and Shen Youchu would definitely be at Rank 99, while they, the so-called Myriad Race Prodigies, were at most Rank 60.

As for those useless trash who hadn't even passed the trials... they didn't even have the qualification to be ranked!

Was the gap between people truly this vast?!

...

On the white jade arena.

For the first time, a thick sense of doubt and confusion appeared in Jialuo's cold, dark-golden eyes.

She couldn't understand why this Little Girl of the Human Race, despite being at a lower Realm than herself, could suppress her in the collision of power and Laws.

However, the God Race pride that had accompanied her with supreme glory since birth would not allow her to accept even half a step of retreat or failure!

"You are very strong, and among your generation, you have every right to be proud."

Jialuo slowly floated up, her hands clasped piously before her chest, her compassionate and holy face devoid of any emotional fluctuations.

She silently closed her eyes, her ethereal voice seeming to drift down from above the Nine Heavens:

"But, it ends here!"

"God says: When you gaze upon the light, the sin and mortal coil within your heart shall have nowhere to hide!"

Boom—!

As these words were spoken, the world changed color!

Jialuo's twelve pure white wings instantly erupted with a blinding divine radiance, beginning to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Every single feather transformed into a Heavenly Sword of Judgment hanging over the heads of all living beings!

Not only that, but above her head, a golden halo representing absolute divine authority slowly condensed into form.

With the appearance of the halo, a terrifying illusory figure ten thousand feet tall, radiating an aura of majesty that suppressed the world, slowly rose behind Jialuo!

That phantom pointed one finger to the heavens and one to the earth, as if it were the sole truth of this Universe!

Thump! Thump!

Within the God Race's preparation area, except for the Heavenly God Old Ancestor who barely remained standing, all other God Race experts felt their knees go weak uncontrollably the moment they saw this scene, and they knelt piously on the ground!

"It is the late emperor's Dharma Idol!!"

"Her Highness Jialuo actually summoned the Will Dharma Idol of the Ancient Late Emperor while only at the Early Stage of Golden Immortal?!"

This irresistible instinctive suppression, originating from the deepest part of their Bloodline, caused every being with God Race blood to feel a profound sense of awe.

And at this moment, standing at the center of the storm, the one who could most truly feel this world-destroying pressure was none other than Shen Youchu.

The light of purification radiated by that ten-thousand-foot Dharma Idol was like invisible primordial divine mountains, crazily squeezing her protective Battle Intent.

Only Shen Youchu knew in her heart that all her current power was built upon that 'temporarily stacked charging buff'.

Two years of silence had allowed her to accumulate a massive foundation, but this explosion could only last for fifteen minutes at most!

If she couldn't defeat her opponent within fifteen minutes... the outcome was predictable.

But!

Under this world-ending pressure that felt like divine punishment, not a single trace of retreat or fear could be seen on Shen Youchu's small face!

The will of the [Battle Saint Physique] never had the word 'retreat' in its dictionary!

There was only the madness of seeking life through death and charging forward with indomitable will!

"Heh."

A wild and arrogant sneer curled at the corner of Shen Youchu's mouth.

Facing that ten-thousand-foot divine shadow pressing down, she did not roar hoarsely as she had when uttering the first word 'Lin'. Instead, with extreme steadiness and solemnity, she heavily enunciated the second word from the depths of her Dantian:

"Bing!"

Buzz—!

As the word fell, the ancient seal for 'Bing' in purple-gold did not expand in the void. Instead, it turned into a streak of light and domineeringly merged directly into the center of Shen Youchu's brow!

The next moment.

A scene that left everyone present, even Su Feng, feeling stunned occurred!

The purple-gold flames that were originally wildly scattering around Shen Youchu actually began to compress and refine in an incredible manner!

Finally, they transformed into flows of dark-red lava that seemed solid, clinging tightly to the surface of her body!

Bang!

The twin-tail hair ties that had bound her for years instantly exploded under the impact of the violent energy!

Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and under the agitation of the lava currents, it turned into a sea of burning fire, dancing wildly in the air!

Wrapped within that tumbling dark-red lava, Shen Youchu's originally small and cute loli body actually began to emit the popping sounds of bones growing taller!

Under the watchful eyes of the multitude.

A 'Peerless Valkyrie' nearly 1.8 meters tall with an incredibly explosive figure slowly stepped out from the sea of lava!

Her body was covered in a set of dark-gold battle armor woven from lava! At the center of her brow, the purple-gold divine rune for the word 'Bing' was flickering with a chilling, eerie light.

And where her right hand was loosely gripped.

An ancient spear, twelve feet long and entirely crimson with red flames swirling around its tip, was slowly condensing within the lava, emitting cries of a spear eager to drink divine blood!

The second word of the Great Dao of True Mantras: [Bing]!

Valkyrie Form, fully unsealed!

Shen Youchu's cold eyes, which had completely turned into a dual purple-gold color, slowly lifted, locking onto Jialuo and that ten-thousand-foot divine shadow high in the sky.

Having transformed into the Valkyrie, Shen Youchu held her spear in one hand, pointing it diagonally at the divine statue.

Though she did not speak, her Battle Intent was enough to overturn the entire sky!