Chapter 1138: Chapter 1138: The Power Of Three Queens

As though they had gotten caught between two iron pincers, Freya's hands were bound. How could she possibly break free?

Having said that, the look on Zen's face became rather alarming. How was he supposed to get rid of the malicious aura in her body?

Initially, the malicious aura was just gradually accumulating, and the speed at which it progressed wasn't really that fast. It was quite possible that there were martial artists who weren't capable of killing a hundred thousand living creatures even after a couple centuries. However, there was a handful of evil martial artists who could lay waste to people in multiple cities in just a short span of time, and they were inclined to pull stunts that angered the people.

But at this moment, there were a lot of martial artists who had accumulated a vast amount of malicious aura at such an alarming rate. How on earth would they be able to get rid of all that?

Even if Zen were to lend Freya a helping hand in leaving the underground palace, the malicious aura residing in her body would still pose a significant threat.

If it came to that, then the Endless Abyss would only end up being a cul-de-sac for them.

At this point, Zen, who had stepped foot into the Killing Sword Mountain, was the only person who could withstand it by making use of the mountain. In the end, the other martial artists started to lose their minds and fight amongst each other. Right above Zen's head, violent energy was fluctuating. If this didn't come to a halt, none of them was going to make it.

As all of these thoughts were running in circles in his head, Lavender told him in his mind, “There's no need for you to worry. Freya is going to be just fine as soon as she gets out of this area. In the past, when I brought my clansmen here, we also encountered the malicious aura, and a lot of my people weren't able to pull through. But there was an area of purification right at the bottom of the abyss that had the ability to get rid of the malicious aura. It's gonna be beneficial for the martial artists.”

When he heard Lavender's words, Zen was able to feel a bit at ease. Essentially, the most important thing for them to do right now was to make it through this part.

The battles between the martial artists up there were becoming much fiercer by the minute. All in all, there were more than twenty Spirit Supreme Realm martial artists involved in that skirmish. All those men were utilizing their trump cards, so it should go without saying that the power they were letting out could make someone's blood run cold.

As luck would have it, the abyss was totally indestructible. In comparison, if dozens of Spirit Supreme Realm martial artists were to engage in such a battle in the outside world, it most certainly wouldn't take long before the continent itself crumbled.

Bang!

A thunderous sound emanated from somewhere within that chaos. Raising his head to check what it was, Zen found out that Lincoln had reduced an ogre martial artist into a bloody mist.

In that exact moment, Lincoln's body was glowing with a golden light, with his eyes completely bloodshot. It should be worth mentioning that he possessed an exceptional amount of strength. Having the power at the later stage of Soul Sea Realm, he could lay waste to a Spirit Supreme Realm martial artist without breaking a sweat.

After doing away with the ogre martial artist, Lincoln had his eyes set on the Demon Night blonde woman.

Considering the formidable strength she had, she was probably a core talent of the Purple Bamboo Sacred Place, as she carried a vast amount of treasures on her body. Right now, she had in her hand a well-crafted lantern that had been giving off a faint colored light which was cloaking her from within.

As the malicious aura drifted toward her, the colored light prevented it from getting any closer. Because of that, she had not been affected by aura in any way from start to finish.

Amongst all of the martial artists present, it was quite possible that only Zen and the golden-haired girl could keep their consciousness. Be that as it might, the methods they used were entirely different. For Zen, he had absorbed the malicious aura, pouring all of it into the Killing Sword Mountain. The girl, on the other hand, managed to directly avoid the specks of light formed by the malicious aura. ꞦÄΝôʙƐS̈

In any case, being able to maintain their consciousness wasn't of any use whatsoever, because the others could still attack them just as well. Like a ferocious beast, Lincoln lunged at the golden-haired girl.

At first, the girl gave an effort to evade his attacks. At the end of the day, Lincoln's attack was just too powerful, so this was her best option to get away from it. Unfortunately for her, after safely avoiding it a number of times, Lincoln was able to back her into a corner.

Having been caught in such a situation, a somewhat stern look crept up onto her face. Raising the lantern she was holding, a few unclear words came out of her mouth.

Zen wasn't really able to catch what she was saying, but he noticed that in that moment, the expression on Lavender's face suddenly shifted.

“Oh, no! I have a bad feeling about this. A storm is brewing!”

“Why do you think that?” At present, Zen was at the tail end of the group. In spite of the fights being quite intense, it didn't really have much to do with him.

Based on what Lavender told him, the only thing he had to do was to endure this part. So, right now, he was simply watching the fights from the sidelines. As far as he was concerned, as long as he could keep Freya in check and stop her from taking part in the fights, that would be enough.

“It appears that this girl possesses the ancient Demon Night bloodline! What she's doing right now is summoning the Power of Three Queens!” Lavender said, sounding a bit anxious.

“The Power of Three Queens?” Zen was a little nonplussed, given that he wasn't really expecting anything like that.

Nodding her head in response, Lavender went on and said, “There is but a very small number of Demon Night martial artists who are still preserving the ancient bloodline of the clan, giving them the permission to utilize the Faith Energy stored within the three Pools of Faith of the clan. But, why was it that she chose to stay in the Purple Bamboo Sacred Place?”

The three Demon Night queens she had just mentioned were being worshiped by over a trillion clansmen who were following them. Because of that, the Faith Energy was shooting up at a constant rate. Their Faith Energy in particular was quite noteworthy. And the power which they could borrow from the Faith Energy was especially remarkable.

The Faith Energy was all accumulated together and channeled into the three pools.

In addition to the three queens who could freely make use of these three pools as they saw fit, there was a handful of martial artists that possessed the ancient Demon Night bloodline. Meaning to say, all of them were also qualified to borrow the Faith Energy from the aforementioned pools. They might only be able to borrow a fraction of that Faith Energy, but the amount of energy that erupted was still so terrifying.

That being said, not a lot of martial artists possessed the ancient Demon Night bloodline. And once they were identified, they would automatically be recruited into the core sacred places of the Demon Night. With that in mind, why on earth would this golden-haired girl bother staying in the Purple Bamboo Sacred Place in the Dark World?

That was something that kept Lavender at a loss.

After the golden-haired girl was done chanting the obscure ancient words, ripples materialized in the three pools in a faraway space. Two of those headed straight into the Queen of Life and the Queen of Punishment, and immediately after a peculiar refraction, they traveled once more into the endless space to the Dark World, to the underground palace, and to the depths of the Endless Abyss.

All forms of Faith Energy were under the control of the three queens. In fact, even if the martial artists had the ancient Demon Night bloodline in them, they would still need to get the consent of three queens first before they could actually use the Faith Energy.

Throughout this entire process, the queens could easily cut off the transmission of the Faith Energy.

That might have been the case, but the martial artists who possessed the ancient Demon Night bloodline were regarded as great assets to the clan. And in reality, they refrained from making use of the Faith Energy unless they were caught between a rock and a hard place. Taking note of the fact that the Faith Energy which could actually be borrowed was just a small amount, the three queens had a tendency to just let the stream of energy flow instead of having it cut off.

The three pools contained Faith Energies which were different in color. The Queen of Life's Faith Energy emitted a faint green light, while that of the Queen of Punishment was azure in color, and lastly, the Queen of Killings' energy was blood-red.

“Oh? It seems that someone is borrowing the Faith Energy within the Dark World.”

In one of the core supreme worlds of the Demon Night, Elena was seated in a magnificent palace at present. A bit of the Faith Energy in her pool was being extracted and transmitted straight into the distant Dark World.

A small amount of Faith Energy had been extracted from the Pool of Faith. But since the pool was continuously amassing Faith Energy, a minuscule amount such as that was nothing but a hair off a bull's back.

Even so, Elena was still burning with curiosity. Just who could be drawing out the Faith Energy at this moment?

Martial artists who possessed the ancient Demon Night bloodline were quite few and far between, meaning to say, seeing the energy being extracted from the pool seldom came to pass.

Elena decided not to cut off this strand of energy. Instead of doing that, she fused her perception into the flow of energy. And after just a short while, it had been transmitted to a distant location like an arrow from a bow.

With her life on the line, Lincoln's immense power left the blonde girl with no other choice but to use the Faith Energy. If she were to continue holding back, she feared that she might not make it if she got caught by the frenzied Lincoln.

However, she never would've imagined that the act of borrowing the Faith Energy could give rise to such a huge problem. In a way, it could even alter the evolution of the universe itself.

Green and blue Faith Energies had already been extracted. And before long, the third Faith Energy made its way through the endless space and reached the abyss. In spite of that, something completely unexpected happened. This red light didn't go straight into the golden-haired girl's body, and for some reason, it directly reflected onto Zen's body. After that, it suddenly refracted and surged out towards the girl.

“Ahh...”

As she witnessed this, even the girl herself had gotten caught in a daze.

But as luck would have it, all of the Faith Energies had already been gathered together, forming a three-colored light barrier that surrounded her whole body.

Even though Lincoln's onslaught was becoming increasingly terrifying, causing the light barrier that materialized to reverberate, it still couldn't manage to shake the light barrier in the slightest.

The girl opted not to fight back. In a state of bewilderment, her gaze was still completely fixated on Zen.

And it wasn't just her who felt that way. At this moment, the Saint Lord of the Purple Bamboo Sacred Place, who was outside the underground palace, had an extremely dreadful look on her face as well, with hesitation written in her eyes.