My Demon Queen

Chapter 147: Half-step Ascension

Mo Qingcheng opened her beautiful eyes wide, staring at the protective barrier cast by the True Spirit using the power of heaven and earth. The barrier actually blocked her own thunder power and the might of heavenly punishment. She snorted coldly, her pretty face full of frost.

But then, she frowned slightly and felt the difference of the wonderland of creation with her heart.

She just raised her head slightly, as if thinking about something. Although this was only a small world, the strength of the power of heaven and earth was comparable to that of the main world.

Zhen Ling's face was solemn, and he slowly said: "I admit that you are very strong, but this world is controlled by me. You are only half a step away from ascending. It will be difficult for you to compete with this world."

There was caution in his eyes and his hands were shaking slightly unconsciously.

He felt with fear the earth-shattering blow that Mo Qingcheng had just delivered. He stared blankly at the barrier in front of him that had just been formed by the power of heaven and earth. At this moment, it was already covered with shocking marks of cracks. His body trembled involuntarily, and his eyes were full of panic.

Mo Qingcheng looked up at the sky expressionlessly, as if he understood everything.

She looked down at the True Spirit indifferently and said slowly, "Although the Creation Fairyland is an independent small world, it is ultimately constrained by the main world. You said, is the current Heavenly Punishment... in its complete form?"

Her voice was calm, as if she was stating something that had nothing to do with her, and her eyes were cold and empty.

At this moment, Mo Ruxue behind Mo Qingcheng and the real spirit in the distance all looked at her in disbelief, and then all looked up at the heavenly punishment in the sky.

"Sister, are you saying that this heavenly punishment is not in its complete form?"

Mo Ruxue opened her mouth wide with an expression of disbelief. She looked at her sister's indifferent back and asked anxiously, her voice full of surprise.

"Well, it's much weaker than the time you overcame the tribulation. I guess it's because the Good Fortune Fairyland blocked a part of the heavenly punishment."

Mo Qingcheng nodded slightly and spoke in a calm tone, but his eyes never left the divine punishment in the sky. His expression became more and more solemn, like a sculpture.

"Sister...if..."

Mo Ruxue stammered, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"I know what you are going to say, but... there are some things, some bottom lines that cannot be crossed."

Mo Qingcheng looked indifferent. She had already guessed that Mo Ruxue wanted to use the characteristics of the wonderland of creation to allow herself to survive this heavenly punishment smoothly.

But... Ye An has now become the bottom line that cannot be touched in Mo Qingcheng's heart. Zhen Ling's attack on Ye An has already crossed this bottom line, so she will never let Zhen Ling go.

"..."

Mo Ruxue pursed her lips tightly, wanting to say something but stopping herself. She could only bite her lips gently, her eyes determined, ready to take action at any time to take the next punishment from heaven for her sister.

The true spirit stared blankly at the increasingly heavy punishment from heaven in the sky, and an invisible sense of oppression rolled in.

He was filled with fear, thinking to himself: If this kind of heavenly punishment is not complete, then how shocking would the complete heavenly punishment be? Could he and this wonderland of creation really survive under its threat?

Perhaps I have forgotten that the Ascension Realm has long been abandoned by the world's avenue, and I have also forgotten that starting from the fusion period, every cultivator must overcome the tribulation, but what they face at the time of ascension is heavenly punishment, as if this is the severe punishment of the avenue for anyone who attempts to surpass itself.

Mo Qingcheng's eyes flashed with a cold light as the sword in her hand gleamed. She swung it violently, and the powerful force instantly broke through the void of the wonderland of creation.

In an instant, the complete heavenly punishment that had been isolated poured in like a raging torrent, and the entire fairyland was instantly shrouded in violent power.

Mo Qingcheng was surrounded by the power of thunder. She held the sword in one hand and fearlessly brought down the heavenly punishment. The dazzling lightning struck directly at the true spirit.

However, this heavenly punishment was originally meant to punish Mo Qingcheng. While it was being channeled, Mo Qingcheng was also suffering from a huge backlash. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and a trickle of blood oozed out, but her eyes were still firm and sharp.

Mo Qingcheng was seen moving like lightning, moving freely in the lightning. She wielded the sword with one hand, and each swing brought a gust of fierce wind, and the void was shattered wherever the sword flashed.

Her steps were light and nimble like a swallow. Sometimes she turned sideways to avoid the impact of the power of heaven and earth controlled by the true spirit, and sometimes she jumped high and attacked the true spirit with a thunderous force.

Her hair fluttered in the wind and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, but it did not affect her heroic demeanor at all.

Mo Qingcheng roared angrily and injected all the thunder power in his body into the sword. The blade instantly shone brightly and a huge blade light whizzed towards the true spirit.

At the same time, the lightning of heavenly punishment poured down even more violently, echoing with the sword light, forming a force that could destroy the world.

Just as Mo Qingcheng was attacking with all her might, a thick bolt of lightning from the sky suddenly turned and hit her hard.

Mo Qingcheng's body trembled slightly and she groaned. Several places on her sleeves were burnt, but she still held the knife steadily with one hand. A hint of fierceness flashed in her eyes, and the aura emanating from her body not only did not diminish, but became even stronger.

Zhen Ling's face changed drastically. As the master of the wonderland of creation, he mobilized the power of heaven and earth with all his strength.

For a moment, the mountains and rivers in the fairyland seemed to come alive, and the tremendous power gathered in front of him to form an indestructible shield.

The lightning of heavenly punishment and the power of heaven and earth of the true spirit collided with each other, bursting out with dazzling light, and the surrounding space was violently distorted under this powerful impact.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, Mo Qingcheng's figure was like a flash of lightning, shuttling through the violent energy, wielding the sword, and every strike carried the momentum to destroy the world.

The true spirit was not willing to be outdone, and it controlled the power of heaven and earth to fight back continuously. The entire fairyland of creation was shaking and trembling in this shocking battle.

At this moment, the roar of the heavenly punishment gradually subsided, and Mo Qingcheng stood between heaven and earth like an unshakable god.

The aura around her was like a surging river, one wave higher than the other, and the powerful power fluctuations made the surrounding space tremble. At this moment, she had completely stepped into the half-step ascension realm, and her strength was as solid as a rock, indestructible.

During the breakthrough process, Mo Qingcheng's whole body was enveloped in brilliant light. In the light, there were lightning and thunder, like the chaotic scene at the beginning of the universe.

She clenched her teeth, veins bulged on her forehead, and she endured pain and pressure that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

However, her eyes were always firm, revealing her indomitable determination and courage.

Finally, the light faded, and Mo Qingcheng emerged from her cocoon as a butterfly, radiating an incomparable powerful aura.

At this moment, she was wearing a gorgeous and noble purple dress. The breeze blew her skirt, making her look like a fairy descending to earth.

That beautiful face became even more charming under the reflection of lightning, and the delicate facial features were like a carefully crafted work of art.

Her eyes were as cold as ice and as majestic as a mountain, making people dare not look directly at her.

Zhen Ling looked at Mo Qingcheng, his heart filled with fear and despair, because this showed that Mo Qingcheng had actually entered the half-step ascension realm, and his strength would be even stronger than before.

Mo Qingcheng stood in place, without moving at all. Just a glance filled with endless pressure and cold murderous intent swept over, and Zhen Ling's arm was instantly tightly entangled by violent lightning.

"Boom!" A loud earth-shaking sound was heard, and the True Spirit's arm was blown to pieces, blood mist filled the air, and flesh flew everywhere.

Mo Qingcheng looked cold and said in a chilling tone: "Tell me, what did you do to him."

Zhen Ling collapsed to the ground in pain, his hands tightly covering his broken arm, his face as pale as paper, his eyes fixed on Mo Qingcheng.