Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 303 Siegfried's Swan Song
The twilight-colored sword energy struck the enormous blood-red ice palm with unstoppable force.

“Rumble——!!!”

A deafening explosion resounded through the sky.

The "Hate Extreme Palm - Silent Annihilation" that was powerful enough to freeze souls and annihilate life was like ice meeting its nemesis in the face of this twilight sword energy. It exploded from the center with a bang, breaking into countless ice crystal fragments that reflected blood light. They fluttered down like a tragic blood-red ice rain, covering the entire battlefield.

Huo Yuhao's blood-red pupils suddenly contracted, and the composure on his face was instantly replaced by shock and anger.

He abruptly turned his head, his gaze piercing like an icicle as he hurtled towards Yae Sakura, who was hurtling towards him along with the green lightning.

Yae Sakura landed lightly, her spirit sword pointing diagonally at the ground. She raised her hand and gently wiped away a trace of crimson blood from the corner of her lips with her fingertips. Her expression remained cold and calm, as if she had not seen the questioning and warning that was about to burst forth from Huo Yuhao's eyes.

"Feel sorry,"

Her voice was completely emotionless. "I couldn't stop him."

"you……!"

Huo Yuhao's tone was chilling, and his killing intent was almost tangible.

But just as he was about to lash out, he caught a glimpse of the figure standing in front of Xu Sanshi and the others out of the corner of his eye—Siegfried.

With just one glance, Huo Yuhao swallowed back the words of rebuke.

At this moment, Siegfried's condition was truly dire!
A hideous, massive knife wound slashed diagonally from his left shoulder down to his right waist and abdomen, almost splitting him in two.

The wound was extremely deep, revealing the pulsating internal organs beneath. Most fatally, pitch-black negative energy, like a flood bursting its banks, was uncontrollably gushing out of the terrible wound—a sign that the core was about to collapse and the Servant was on the verge of complete annihilation.

Clearly, in order to break through Yae Sakura's obstruction and return in time, this dragon-slaying hero chose the most tragic method, enduring the potentially fatal blow with his own body, sacrificing his life to buy himself a brief moment to reverse the tide of battle.

Although Huo Yuhao was driven by hatred, he still retained his rationality.

He could tell that Siegfried was risking his life, and under these circumstances, it would be pointless to criticize Yae Sakura for "incompetence," and might even immediately provoke the powerful Servant's resentment.

He suppressed his surging anger, his face grim.

"Master, are you... alright?"

Siegfried fell heavily to one knee, only managing to stay upright thanks to the massive Balmunk he held, which he had planted deep in the ground.

His voice became hoarse and weak, and with each word he spoke, blood oozed from his mouth.

Yae Sakura's strike severed the very foundation upon which he continued to exist.

Even in Mingdu, an environment rife with negative energy, his injuries were still potentially fatal.

His strength was roughly equal to Yae Sakura's, so a protracted battle was inevitable.

But sensing that his master Dai Huabin was in imminent danger, he had no choice but to gamble everything.

He won his gamble and successfully saved his Master, but the price he paid was the end of his own journey.

If he could have a quiet environment to recuperate, he might have a chance to recover, but the current situation clearly does not allow it; the battle is far from over.

"Ms. Yae!"

Huo Yuhao stopped looking at Siegfried, his voice icy and chilling.

"A swift and decisive victory is needed! I don't want to see any more unexpected events!"

Yae Sakura is very strong, and Huo Yuhao is willing to respect her, but Yae Sakura's attitude is ambiguous and incompatible with the Holy Spirit Cult. In addition, her servant Hu Lei is stronger than Yae Sakura, and Tang Ya's restrictions make his tone inevitably carry a sense of command.

Before he finished speaking, Huo Yuhao's aura surged once again.

Extreme cold mixed with overwhelming resentment converged wildly, and the water molecules in the air instantly condensed, creating an enormous giant sword constructed from white bones and blood-red ice.

The raging crimson energy and icy soul power, like two ferocious pythons, coiled around the sword's edge, emanating an aura of despair that froze everything and devoured light.

"Sword of Ugliness - Eternal Night Without Light!"

Huo Yuhao roared fiercely, gripped the huge icy hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed down fiercely.

The moment the crimson sword light surged forth, his immense spiritual power also formed a huge dark vortex, attaching itself to the sword's momentum.

The vortex seemed to connect to the eternal darkness of nothingness, frantically devouring all light and sound around it, causing the area reached by the sword light to instantly fall into a deathly, suffocating, absolute darkness.

The Extreme Hatred Fist, Extreme Enmity Palm, and Extreme Resentment Sword are the three ultimate fist, palm, and sword techniques created by Huo Yuhao under the careful guidance of Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao, based on his own understanding.

Among these three moves, the Sword of Resentment is the most powerful killing move, far surpassing the previous fist and palm strikes.

A hint of extreme helplessness flashed in Yae Sakura's eyes, but her actions were swift and decisive.

She knew that if she held back any longer, it would surely provoke Huo Yuhao's true wrath. Although she was not afraid, she did not want to cause too much trouble.

With a flick of her wrist, the Spirit Blade Cherry Blossom Blizzard emitted a clear, melodious hum, and a hundred-meter-long blade aura, as dazzling as a newly blooming cherry blossom yet incomparably sharp, tore through the air, slashing straight towards the dying Siegfried.

Faced with this fatal blow, Siegfried remained silent, and with his last ounce of strength, slowly raised the greatsword in his hand, a symbol of his dragon-slaying achievement.

Sizzle—Boom!

Even more dazzling green lightning exploded wildly around him, and a tragic yet scorching twilight-colored pillar of light shot into the sky once more, as if the hero's last breath was about to ignite the dark sky.

"Awaken from your golden dream—"

"Liberate yourself from the cradle!!!"

"Evil Dragon—!!!"

"Destruction is inevitable!!!" "Fantasy Greatsword: Balmung (Fallen Demon)!!!"

As he uttered the true name of his Noble Phantasm with his last ounce of strength, the sky was completely stained with a tragic twilight.

That sword energy was no longer a simple beam of light, but transformed into a world-shaking, fate-determining sword of ultimate destruction. The torrent of energy it contained completely surpassed the scope of military-level attacks, infinitely approaching the city-level power capable of shaking a city.

This was his final strike, a scorched-earth attack that consumed his very core and risked his very existence.

After that one strike, the dragon-slaying hero Siegfried will surely take his final bow in this world.

The sword energy was like a sharp blade that split the heavens and the earth, piercing straight through the thick clouds. Its power, even greater than when the Noble Phantasm was released before, was displayed without reservation on the battlefield of Mingdu, which was engulfed in war.

Siegfried knew in his heart that, in his current state, being able to stop Yae Sakura was already his limit.

Once he is tied down by Yae Sakura, Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya will be able to kill Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu.

Therefore, he resolutely burned his own body and core power, unleashing the maximum output of his Noble Phantasm.

"Oh no! He's gone mad!"

Huo Yuhao's face turned deathly pale instantly.

Without hesitation, he activated the Blessing of Abundance, transforming into a ferocious and powerful frost werewolf.

At the same time, he flicked his hands out like a phantom, and countless defensive soul tools that shimmered with various colors of light were instantly activated—soul tools shields, energy deflectors, and even the most precious invincible shields.

Layer upon layer of colorful barriers instantly enveloped him completely.

During his time with the Holy Spirit Cult, Huo Yuhao did not waste his talent as a Soul Master.

With the meticulous guidance of a top-tier Soul Master like Ye Xishui, who is capable of creating level 10 Soul Tools, his growth rate is incredibly fast.

Now, he is able to make level eight soul tools on his own.

With his powerful mental strength and the blessing of his Martial Soul Spirit Eye, Ye Xishui had a very high opinion of Huo Yuhao's talent as a Soul Master, believing that he would one day surpass Kong Deming and herself.

"Higyokumaru!"

Yae Sakura's expression also changed drastically. Siegfried's desperate attack was far more powerful than before. If she was not careful, she might be taken away by this terrifying power in one wave.

"Miss!"

Hishimaru's voice carried a clear hint of panic.

The next moment, flames erupted, and an enormous fox, its entire body made of eerie flames, appeared out of thin air and suddenly sheltered Yae Sakura under its massive body.

A blazing pillar of fire roared and shot into the sky, attempting to defy the approaching twilight judgment.

"Xiaoya!"

Beibei's eyes widened in fury, and the bloodline of the Holy Dragon of Light within her burned without reservation, erupting with dazzling golden lightning.

He transformed into a golden bolt of lightning, rushing to Tang Ya's side without regard for anything else, using his severely injured body to form the last barrier, his eyes filled with only a resolute will to die.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why did I have to run into such a reckless lunatic?!"

In the shadows at the edge of the battlefield, Scarlet Douluo Fei Yan, one of the three elders of the Holy Spirit Cult, was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet, almost unable to hold onto his parasol.

She originally thought that Huo Yuhao, along with Xiao Mei, who had a mysterious background and was powerful enough to surpass the Supreme Master and the Supreme Elder, as well as the powerful servant Yae Sakura, would not encounter any danger on this mission.

But who could have imagined that Siegfried would be so fierce, wanting to die together with his opponent?

Fei Yan was inwardly groaning and felt like cursing.

Although she was filled with fear and could not withstand Siegfried's suicidal attack, she dared not abandon Huo Yuhao and the others and flee alone.

After all, if Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya were to die, she, who was sent by the Supreme Master to secretly protect them, would not fare much better.

"We just have to fight!"

Fei Yan gritted her teeth, her slender fingers moving rapidly like playing a zither, countless scarlet puppet threads, barely perceptible to the naked eye, disappeared into the void.

Boom!

A massive, ominous "Trampler" descended from the sky like a meteorite, crashing heavily in front of Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya.

At the same time, the wandering Void Soldiers belonging to the Antimatter Legion suddenly lit up with an eerie red light in their pupils. As if controlled by invisible threads, they let out chaotic roars and surged forward like a tide, piling up layer upon layer with their cold bodies. In an instant, they formed a twisted and writhing barrier made up of countless Void Soldiers in front of Huo Yuhao and the others.

Scarlet Douluo Feiyan's unpredictable martial soul is the chilling "puppet on a string".

Her soul skills are extremely insidious. Once they hit, both the body and mind will become puppets that she can manipulate at will, like helpless puppets on a stage.

However, she felt an unprecedented sense of difficulty and fear when facing these phantom soldiers of the antimatter legion.

These monsters are not living beings; their spiritual cores are filled with the purest and most insane will to destroy, a terrifying power capable of corrupting or even annihilating any external consciousness.

Fei Yan had tried cautiously to extend a wisp of her spiritual power, but in that brief moment of contact, the overwhelming destructive intent that threatened to drag everything to its end burned her soul like a red-hot iron, nearly causing her to have a mental breakdown and her soul to be scattered on the spot.

She could vaguely sense that behind this destructive frenzy stood a more profound and indescribable terrifying being—the Great Lord of Annihilation.

If she hadn't always kept her options open when manipulating the phantom soldiers, and hadn't dared to go too far, and if that great lord hadn't perhaps even taken her "insignificant" existence seriously, she probably would have already been assimilated by that destructive torrent, becoming a mindless, zombie-like slave to destruction.

Therefore, she could only settle for the next best thing.

Unable to touch the spirit, they manipulated only the body.

(End of this chapter)