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

Chapter 357 Underworld
Faced with Huanlong's probing, Heita didn't even lift her eyelids, still listlessly twirling a strand of her brown hair with her slender fingers, as if she hadn't been the one being tested.

"A cage?"

Her tone was as flat as if she were stating a fundamental physical law of the universe, with an air of detached indifference.

"You think too highly of yourself. All we need to do here is keep quiet, and you..."

She finally glanced at Huanlong, her gaze as if she were looking at a noisy old machine.

"It's too noisy; you're disturbing the peace here."

Huanlong felt a slight chill run down her spine. The fact that the other party completely ignored and even disdained to defend himself made him seem even more unfathomable.

But her enigmatic smile remained unchanged as she subtly probed with her words, attempting to find a flaw in the Black Tower.

Just then, the black tower on the throne seemed to have completely exhausted its last shred of patience.

"Forget it, there's no point in engaging in this inefficient verbal exchange with you."

She muttered something to herself as if she couldn't stand the noise, her voice full of disgust.

"Luckily, that kid is reliable enough. He anticipated that you would find this place like a fly drawn by a scent, and prepared a surprise gift for you in advance."

After speaking, she made no exaggerated or complicated movements; she simply tapped the armrest of the throne lightly with her fingertips, which were painted with purple nail polish.

There were no earth-shattering light effects, nor any awe-inspiring sounds.

But in the next instant, the fundamental operating rules of the entire inner sea of ​​the star seemed to have been silently rewritten by a single line of code.

The dazzling life force continued to surge around, but within that vast sea of ​​energy, a small, absolutely real realm was quietly carved out and defined, like an anchor point that ignored all illusions and energy interference, firmly anchored to the foundation of reality.

Immediately afterwards, in the reflection of Huanlong's suddenly contracting pupils, a tall figure slowly walked out from the real anchor point.

She stood tall and straight, dressed in a purple outfit, with an ancient-looking long katana hanging at her waist.

Her slightly curly purple hair cascaded down like a waterfall, with a few strands of highlighted crimson hair resembling dried, congealed bloodstains.

Her face was an almost inhuman, transparent paleness, exquisitely beautiful yet exuding an unsettling stillness. Her deep purple eyes were so empty that they seemed to devour all light, reflecting countless echoes of the universe that had reached the end of heat death and returned to cold nothingness.

She simply stood there quietly, and in herself was like the ultimate paradox of existence, a walking, living nihilistic point of nothingness.

There was no energy fluctuation emanating from her body, only a boundless stillness that made all things instinctively hold their breath.

That was not ordinary tranquility, but a deeper, ultimate state of nothingness where even emptiness and nothingness themselves were negated and completely reduced to zero.

Huanlong's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, and an uncontrollable shiver, originating from the most primal instincts of life and almost freezing her soul, swept through her entire body.

As a great ruler who walked the path of destruction, witnessed and personally brought about the end of countless civilizations, she had seen all kinds of apocalyptic scenes, but she had rarely felt such a pure, absolute, and... despairing nothingness.

This goes beyond the realm of destruction.

This is the ultimate nothingness, where even the concept of destruction itself must be denied and completely erased.

"introduce."

Hei Ta swung her black-stockinged legs slightly, snapped her fingers, and looked leisurely at Huan Long, whose expression had finally changed drastically. A playful smile, like showing off a new toy, appeared on her lips.

"Her name is Huang Quan, a... well, a Void Envoy who shouldn't theoretically exist. Tsk, that sounds contradictory, doesn't it? But putting aside these philosophical questions, as a newcomer, she's quite capable. So, do you like this gift?"

To be honest, when Black Tower first learned from Lu Jingming that one of his trump cards for dealing with the worst-case scenario was actually a Void Token Envoy, even the most knowledgeable person like him was quite surprised.

The existence of the void, which should not exist, is itself a huge contradiction, an existence that can overturn the perceptions of most people, and also attracts the Black Tower's endless desire to explore.

If the timing and circumstances weren't so inappropriate, she would have loved to immediately pull Huang Quan into the lab and study its form of existence, its composition, and how it maintains its identity.

At this moment, Huanlong's usual sly smile, as if she had everything under control, completely disappeared.

An instinctive warning screamed wildly in her mind—this time, she might really be facing the risk of something going wrong.

She does indeed possess an extremely terrifying immortality. With the blessing of the essence of the year and the multiple layers of the newly acquired golden tree body, her survival ability is even comparable to those messengers who have been directly blessed by the Abundant Star God Pharmacist.

The power or method that could truly and completely kill her is extremely rare, even in the vast universe.

Unfortunately, the person before us, walking the path of no return, happens to be one of those extremely rare individuals. And among them, he is the most extreme and unreasonable.

Nothingness denies all existence, and its power is almost unaffected or unrestrained by any other attribute power. On the contrary, it can erode, disintegrate, and even completely erase all other forms of existence in the most direct and essential way.

Huanlong instantly became extremely vigilant, all pretense and relaxed demeanor vanished, and he stared intently at Huang Quan as if facing a formidable enemy.

She knew perfectly well that if she made a careless mistake today, she, the Great Ruler of Annihilation, might really face an unexpected demise here.

Huang Quan's empty gaze, seemingly capable of swallowing everything, slowly moved and finally landed on Huan Long, who was on high alert.

There was no hostility in that gaze, no scrutiny or assessment, not even anything that could be called emotion. It was as indifferent as looking at a random roadside rock or a withered leaf about to disappear into the wind.

Huanlong felt that everything he possessed—his pride, his meticulously planned schemes, even the very foundation of his existence—seemed utterly laughable, pale, and futile under that purely empty gaze.

Almost subconsciously, she forcefully gathered her power, and the emerald green and pitch-black light that blended life and destruction once again bloomed from within her body, attempting to build a defense against the erosive feeling of nothingness that was driving her to the brink of madness.

"hiss……"

Huanlong's lips twitched slightly, suppressing the pounding in his heart, and he tried to make one last attempt at communication.

"Perhaps... there's some kind of... misunderstanding between us? Is it possible that we can temporarily cease hostilities and seek a... um... peaceful solution?"

Even she felt an unprecedented sense of difficulty in dealing with such a restrained opponent.

But Huang Quan responded to her with action.

There was no warning, no drawing of a sword, not even a trace of killing intent or energy fluctuation.

Huanlong only sensed a very slight fluctuation in the other party's will.

However, in the next instant, a clear boundary appeared out of thin air.

It was neither an energy barrier nor a spatial separation, but a slash made of nothingness, denying all existence, which precisely stretched between Huanlong and the halo of dimensional will behind him.

It did not attack Huanlong directly, but in an absolute and unquestionable way, it completely severed any possibility for her to reach forward or even perceive the will of the plane.

The surging protective energy surrounding Huanlong, which combined the attributes of life and destruction, evaporated silently the moment it came into contact with the Boundless Realm, just like morning dew exposed to the scorching sun.

Without a violent explosion, without an energy impact, and without even a process that can be observed, that energy, along with the existence it represented, was directly erased from the realm of reality, turning into the most primordial nothingness.

"Uh!"

Huanlong couldn't help but let out a short, muffled groan, and in shock and horror, he took a step back and looked at Huang Quan in disbelief.

The other party didn't even launch a direct attack on her; merely by using its very existence to draw a warning line, it still caused her real trauma.

Huang Quan remained standing quietly in the same spot, his eyes still vacant, as if he had just done something insignificant, even an instinctive act that required no thought.

She slowly placed her pale hand once again on the hilt of the katana at her waist.

This simple, almost non-preparatory pose gave Huanlong an unprecedented, chilling threat of death.

She understood perfectly well that the next strike, originating from nothingness, would probably not be merely for drawing a boundary.

Huanlong stared at the Boundary of Nothingness that stretched before him, seemingly severing reality itself, and the purple figure standing silently behind it, hand on the hilt of a sword. The pride and composure that belonged to the Great Lord of Annihilation burned and grew wildly in his heart like karmic fire.

Are we just going to leave like this?
He is the Extinction Lord, who is subject to the gaze of the creator god Nanuk and carries out the path of destruction.

If she were to be frightened into running away in a sorry state by a few words from a Void Commander and a Wisdom Commander who appeared out of nowhere, wouldn't she, Huanlong, become a laughing stock within the Antimatter Legion and even throughout the entire universe if this were to spread?

Especially Xingxiao, who is cold and taciturn and sees everything as a tool, will probably record this incident as material to ridicule her, and remember it for several Amber Ages.

Even though this is another world and few people know her, the dignity and face of the Great Lord of Annihilation must not be treated so lightly.

Therefore, we must not retreat without a fight.

At the very least, we must truly test the depth and reality of this so-called Void Commander, and discern its power patterns and limits.

(End of this chapter)