50: Chapter 50: Merging with the Empress's bloodline allowed Jiuyou Ao to directly achieve the Heavenly God Realm.

Wang Teng ignored Shi Hao, who was shouting and looking for treasure on the deck, and paid no attention to those two trembling gazes.

He seemed to be summoned by something inexplicable. In his dark golden double pupils, the world was no longer just superficial matter, but had transformed into countless intertwined threads of karma.

He walked step by step toward the deepest part of the cabin, which was also the "heart" of the ship—the location of the keel at the bottom of the ship.

"Thump."

"Thump."

With every step he took, Wang Teng could feel a faint yet resilient rhythm coming from the black wooden deck beneath his feet.

It was not a heartbeat; it was the sound of blood that had not yet cooled, flowing through the long-dead wood grain.

"Such a powerful obsession..."

Wang Teng stopped in his tracks.

In the vision of his double pupils, the seemingly rotten and blackened deck beneath his feet was actually steaming with wisps of crimson radiance.

The light was too faint; if he hadn't possessed the bloodline of the Ten Fiends and just attained godhood, he would never have been able to perceive it.

But the light was also too heavy; merely a trace of its aura caused the Saint Emperors Dao Fruit within Wang Teng to tremble.

This was the instinctive fear of a subordinate facing a supreme being.

The true blood of the ruthless Empress!

Although it was only a wisp of aura that had inadvertently dripped when she folded the paper boat in the past.

It might even have just been a lingering warmth from the Empress's finger, yet after being washed away by the tides of time for eons, it had still not been extinguished.

It permeated the wood grain at the bottom of the ship, supporting this ghost ship as it drifted through the Northern Sea for countless epochs.

Gods and demons dared not approach, and time could not erode it.

"If I could refine this wisp of aura..."

Wang Teng's Adam's apple bobbed. Deep within his eyes, the greedy nature belonging to the Nine-Nether Ao erupted completely.

Devouring the Saint Emperors Dao Fruit had given him the foundation to become a god.

But that was the imperial aura of the human path, upright and peaceful.

However, this wisp of aura before him belonged to that Empress, the most talented in all of history; it was the "ruthlessness" and "obsession" that defied the heavens and slaughtered across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

This was a match made in heaven for the Nine-Nether Ao's path of ferocity, which governed slaughter and devoured the heavens!

"Linger, Yun Xi, take that kid and retreat."

Wang Teng's voice became hoarse and low, as if a peerless fierce beast was being suppressed in his throat, about to break out.

"Husband?"

Princess Huo Linger was startled. She had never seen Wang Teng reveal such a solemn and fanatical expression.

"Retreat to the bow! No matter what happens, do not come near!"

Before the words even fell, Wang Teng violently tore off his black robe.

"Roar——!!!"

A roar exploded within the enclosed cabin of the ghost ship.

This sound was no longer a human voice, but a demonic sound mixed with the grinding of metal and the wailing of hellish ghosts!

In that instant, Wang Teng's human body completely disintegrated, turning into a sky full of dark golden divine light.

Amidst the light, a behemoth forcibly filled this spacious bottom cabin.

The Nine-Nether Ao—its true form descended!

In order to bear this terrifying power that was about to arrive, Wang Teng dared not hold anything back.

He manifested his most primitive, most powerful true form of the Ten Fiends!

The giant wolf head was hideous and terrifying, and the dark golden scales shimmered with a cold, chilling luster in the gloomy cabin.

Each scale was inscribed with complex Dao patterns.

Those nine tails, representing the calamities of the Nine-Nether, were like nine black magic dragons.

They were nailed tightly into the surrounding walls and deck of the cabin, firmly securing the entire ship.

"Come on... let me taste what the Empress's blood actually tastes like!"

Wang Teng's bloody maw opened wide, aiming at the deck beneath his feet that was permeating with red light.

"Nine-Nether—Heaven Devouring Technique!"

"Boom!!!"

A visible black vortex formed in the mouth of the Nine-Nether Ao.

That was not ordinary suction; it was a black hole that could devour light, space, and even karma!

Under this extreme devouring force, the deck that had been silent for eons finally reacted.

"Hum——"

A crimson blood aura was extremely reluctantly stripped from the black wood.

It was only a wisp as thick as a strand of hair.

But the moment it appeared, the entire ghost ship shook violently, emitting a groan of being unable to bear the burden!

What kind of aura was that!

Noble, aloof, desolate, and stunning!

It was merely a wisp of residual blood, yet it seemed as if there was a peerless figure wearing a bronze mask that looked like it was crying and laughing.

Standing at the end of the long river of time, she coldly watched this fierce beast that dared to profane her aura.

"Boom!"

Wang Teng only felt a thunderclap explode in his mind.

The moment that wisp of blood aura entered his mouth, it was like swallowing a supernova that was erupting!

Pain!

Heart-wrenching pain!

That feeling was like a mortal swallowing boiling molten iron.

That wisp of the Empress's blood aura did not obediently get refined; instead, it transformed into billions of tiny Flying Immortal sword auras.

They rampaged madly within the Nine-Nether Ao's body, attempting to cut open his internal organs and destroy his soul!

"Aoo-roar!!!"

Wang Teng let out a painful roar, his huge body crashing madly against the cabin.

It shook the entire ghost ship, causing it to toss violently on the sea, stirring up ten-thousand-foot waves.

On the deck, Shi Hao and the others clung tightly to the railing, watching the terrifying red light emanating from the direction of the cabin with pale faces.

"Brother-in-law... did Brother-in-law eat something unclean? How is he even more ferocious than me?!"

Shi Hao shouted.

But at this moment, Wang Teng could not hear any sound from the outside world.

He was experiencing a gamble between life and death.

"Mere residual blood... and you want to slay me?!"

"I am the Nine-Nether Ao! I am the head of the Ten Fiends! I dare even devour the Heavenly Dao, let alone a mere obsession of yours!"

The dark golden double pupils in Wang Teng's eyes spun madly.

His left eye erupted with vitality, frantically repairing the body torn apart by the sword aura; his right eye was filled with deathly aura, cooperating with the origin power of the Nine-Nether Ao to desperately encircle and wear down that wisp of arrogant Imperial blood.

"Refine for me!!!"

The Divine Fire within his body changed at this moment from dark gold to an eerie blood-gold.

The imperial dragon aura of the Saint Emperors Dao Fruit became the harmonizing agent; the Nine-Nether Ao's devouring law became the furnace; and that wisp of the Empress's blood aura was the top-tier divine material!

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

In the long stalemate and confrontation, that wisp of Imperial blood finally began to soften and decompose.

It was no longer a sharp sword aura, but transformed into the purest and most majestic torrent of energy, containing the supreme Dao laws, merging into Wang Teng's limbs and bones.

It seeped into every one of his cells, igniting every drop of his divine blood!

The transformation began.

First was the barrier of the realm.

For ordinary people, advancing from the Divine Fire Realm to the True God Realm required long years of accumulation and enlightenment.

And from True God to Heavenly Deity was an even greater chasm, one that countless geniuses could not cross in their entire lives.

But in the face of this wisp of the ruthless Empress's blood aura, these so-called barriers were as fragile as a layer of window paper.

"Crack!"

The peak of the Divine Fire Realm, broken!

The Divine Fire within Wang Teng instantly collapsed, then expanded violently.

It transformed into a dazzling divine spark.

The divine power condensed like mercury paste; that was the True God Realm!

But this was just the beginning.

That energy was too vast!

It was still frantically pushing Wang Teng's cultivation level to climb upwards!

Early True God... Mid True God... Peak True God!

"Not enough! Still not enough!!"

Wang Teng felt his physical body cheering and yearning.

Under the stimulation of this Imperial blood, the bloodline of the Nine-Nether Ao was undergoing an atavistic evolution.

The scales on his body began to fall off, and the newly grown scales were no longer a single dark gold color, but carried a layer of faint Flying Immortal patterns.

It was as if every scale was inscribed with the phantom of a Flying Immortal.

His nine tails became thicker, and the dragon heads at the ends became more realistic, as if nine True Dragons had truly been conceived.

"Rumble——!!!"

Above the Northern Sea, the firmament cracked and changed.

The originally gloomy gray mist was dispersed, replaced by a sea of lightning filling the sky.

That was the heavenly tribulation!

It was the Heavenly Deity tribulation that the laws of the lower realm did not allow to appear!

A Heavenly Deity transcends the mundane, can regrow severed limbs, and a single drop of blood can collapse a mountain range.

In a place like the Eight Regions of the Lower Realm where the laws are incomplete, the appearance of a Heavenly Deity is an act against heaven!

"Get lost!"

Wang Teng inside the cabin suddenly raised his head.

He did not go out to undergo the tribulation, but instead, directly through the thick deck, he unleashed a roar of divine sense containing the Empress's aura at the sea of lightning filling the sky.

"With one thought, flowers bloom; the ruler descends upon the world!"