"How do you know that?"
Honma Yuka's pupils flashed with a cold black light, her expression stern.
"With your half-baked understanding of the technique, how could you possibly deceive me?" Chen Yuan scoffed.
"Even Golden Core Stage Cultivators dare not claim that their Divine Souls can transform into Ghost Gods; what makes you, a mere Saint Realm cultivator, think you can call yourself a Ghost God?"
"Your Divine Soul, having absorbed the power of faith, seems able to survive for a few hundred more years, but is the power of faith so easily accepted? Dreaming of becoming a god and enjoying the offerings of the mortal world surely requires enduring the chaotic consequences of this mixed faith."
"Relying on this power of faith to survive within the Divine Image, your soul becomes more and more tainted. Eventually, it will surely collapse due to these impure forces of belief."