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

Chapter 314 Tang Wutong VS Wang Qiu'er

After drawing his spear, the figure didn't stop. He turned the spearhead around and transformed into a golden lightning bolt, chasing after the retreating Vita.

The offensive was sharp and the transitions were smooth; there was clearly no intention to reminisce or waste time.

"How heartless, Durandal~"

Vita's figure weaved through the dense shadows of gunfire, each movement perfectly avoiding the deadly edge of the Holy Lance. As her skirt fluttered, she even had the energy to feign grievance and draw out her words.

"Is this how you treat an 'old friend' the moment you meet them?"

She dared not be so careless as to take on the Black Abyss White Flower that exuded an aura of life and death—this grand drama had only just begun to reach its true climax, and she did not want to be eliminated prematurely due to carelessness.

"I have no recollection of being friends with you."

Durandal held the Holy Lance, her posture upright like a pine tree, her eyes as bright as the blue sky and as sharp as an eagle's. The tip of the spear was always locked on Vita's figure, her tone serious and cold, without a trace of emotion.

"Moreover, at this moment, we are clearly enemies, without a doubt."

"Waaah... It's so heartbreaking. Lady Durandal's words pierced my fragile heart like a sword~"

Vita exaggeratedly clutched her chest, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she even forced out a few crystal-clear tears from the corners of her eyes. Her tearful appearance made it seem as if she had truly suffered a great injustice and betrayal.

Durandal's lips twitched almost imperceptibly; the other person's exaggerated acting made it hard for her to keep up.

Lu Jingming's reminder flashed through her mind instantly—the best way to deal with a "bad woman" like Vita, who is extremely good at manipulating people's hearts and disrupting the situation, is not to give her any opportunity to speak up, seduce, or delay.

Once she made up her mind, her aura surged once more, and the speed and power of her Holy Lance suddenly increased to a new level, enveloping Vita like a whirlwind.

At the same time that Vita was completely entangled with Durandal and had no time to spare—

*Sizzle!* *Boom!*

A deafening thunderclap suddenly tore through the sky without warning.

A katana crackling with violent lightning, accompanied by chillingly bright and crackling lightning, transformed into an extremely dazzling beam of lightning that seemed capable of cleaving through space. With unstoppable force, it slashed straight at Niu Tian, ​​who was about to make his move.

Niu Tian's expression suddenly changed drastically.

As a powerful being who had transformed from a 100,000-year-old soul beast and experienced countless battles, his fighting instincts were already ingrained in his bones.

Almost instinctively, a powerful field of sluggishness instantly expanded outward from him.

An invisible slowing force field spread out, and the speed of the violent lightning blade slowed down noticeably the moment it entered the area.

Taking advantage of this moment, Niu Tian roared and slammed out his thick right arm.

A domineering azure lightning surged from his fist, quickly condensing into a gigantic, ferocious lightning head that resembled both a dragon and a bull. With a soul-shaking roar, it opened its massive lightning maw and fiercely bit at the terrifying blade light that had slowed down.

"boom--!!!"

Two violent forces of lightning collided violently, and the dazzling lightning suddenly erupted and expanded like a miniature sun.

Niu Tian felt an unimaginable, immense force surge wildly along his arm, his blood and qi churned, and his massive body was sent flying uncontrollably backward, crashing through several broken, thick walls behind him before finally stopping his retreat. Each step left a deep footprint on the ground.

Meanwhile, Raiden Mei's figure followed her like a real bolt of lightning. Her terrifying lightning blade, stretching hundreds of meters long, carved a shocking, smoky, charred ravine into the ground, its momentum undiminished, continuing to press closer and closer to Niu Tian.

"Ming dynasty!"

Upon seeing this, Titan's rugged face was instantly filled with shock and rage. He roared and was about to take a big step forward to support Niu Tian when the space in front of him suddenly twisted violently without warning, enveloped and disintegrated by an impenetrable black mist of death.

A long spear, entirely black and seemingly formed from the darkest of darkness, like a venomous snake born from the abyss of nothingness, with an absolutely deadly edge, silently yet swiftly pierced his vital heart.

Alarm bells rang in Titan's mind, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

In the rush, he only had time to cross his arms and tightly protect his chest.

"Pfft——!"

The dull thud of flesh being mercilessly torn apart was so clear it made your teeth ache.

The black spear tip pierced through his tough skin and muscles without any resistance, and blood spurted out instantly.

Titan's massive, mountain-like body was struck as if by an invisible hammer, crashing uncontrollably backward into the ground with a deafening roar that sent clouds of dust billowing into the air. "Sorry, this road is blocked."

A deep, slightly magnetic voice emanated from the spatial rift shrouded in black mist.

Holding the Black Abyss spear that seemed capable of devouring all light, Lu Jingming slowly stepped out of the void. The spear tip was surrounded by a faint, chilling black light, silently decomposing and annihilating the blood that had just been stained with it into the most primordial nothingness.

"It's you!"

Tang Wutong gasped in shock as she watched Lu Jingming suddenly appear and injure her second father, Titan, with a single blow. Her beautiful pink-blue eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Things were happening so fast that her brain could barely process it.

From the extreme joy and immense confusion of suddenly seeing her mother, to Vita being intercepted, and then to the instant attack on her two father-like figures, the eldest and second eldest... all of this happened almost in the blink of an eye, leaving her momentarily stunned.

"Tang Wutong?"

Lu Jingming glanced at her indifferently, his gaze calm and unwavering, as if he were looking at an insignificant stranger. His tone was devoid of any emotion, as if he were stating a given fact.

"Goodbye."

Having said that, he gave Tang Wutong no time to react, and gently pointed the Black Abyss Spear forward into the void—

hum!
Dozens of fist-sized, pitch-black orbs made entirely of death energy appeared out of thin air, then instantly transformed into beams of pitch-black light at incredible speeds, shooting towards the heavily wounded Titan who had just struggled to his feet from the crater like a rain of death.

After all, in his "script," after this, the "Tang Wutong" in front of him would no longer be Tang Wutong—she would become a part of Wang Qiu'er.

Before Tang Wutong could even glean any meaning from the other party's ambiguous "goodbye," an extremely dazzling golden light, imbued with the dual aura of light and fire, shot towards her face like lightning piercing the sky, silent yet deadly.

She was not a powerless vase after all. As the little princess of the Haotian Sect and a proud daughter of the heavens who had been trained at Shrek Academy, her powerful fighting instincts were instantly activated in times of crisis.

"Om-!"

A dazzling blue-gold light suddenly burst forth.

The Goddess of Light Butterfly Martial Soul instantly possessed her, and a pair of huge and magnificent butterfly wings, seemingly carved from countless crystals of light, suddenly unfolded behind her, scattering a sky full of light dust.

Facing the deadly golden light, Tang Wutong let out a delicate shout and waved her hands. Two sharp light blades formed from light instantly intertwined to create an impenetrable defensive light net, meeting the incoming golden light head-on.

"Clang—!!!"

The screech of metal clashing was so sharp it almost tore one's eardrums apart.

The dazzling golden light finally revealed its true form amidst the violent collision—a golden spear with an ancient yet domineering design, its entire body radiating the luster of the sun.

The immense recoil sent the spear flying backward, only to land steadily in the hands of a blonde girl who had appeared silently.

The girl was tall and beautiful, and bore a striking resemblance to Tang Wutong.

Compared to Tang Wutong's cunning and lively temperament, her brows had a more cold and imposing heroic air, like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, its edge fully revealed.

The moment Tang Wutong's gaze met hers, her heart inexplicably tightened.

A profound, indescribable throbbing and resonance from the deepest recesses of her soul gripped her tightly; an absurd yet incredibly powerful, fate-like intuition surged wildly into her heart—

Only one of them can survive!

"If you have someone to blame, blame your high and mighty, scheming 'good father'."

Wang Qiu'er tightened her slender fingers, firmly gripping the golden dragon spear that seemed to have been created for her. Her eyes were as cold as an abyss, devoid of any warmth, only filled with a chilling determination.

"From the very beginning, it was destined that only one of us could survive and become whole."

She had learned all the truth from Lu Jingming—about her own state of being, about the missing part of Tang Wutong's soul fragment, and about the series of ruthless and selfish schemes that Tang San, the Sea God, had devised to seize the soul beast fortune of the Star Dou Great Forest, as well as the unique bloodline power and destiny power of the Emperor Beast.

Wang Qiu'er felt no guilt or hesitation about killing Tang Wutong, seizing the other half of her soul fragment, and thus becoming a complete and independent individual.

Although Tang Wutong herself may be innocent, after all, she knew nothing about it.

(End of this chapter)