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

Chapter 365 Mirror Flow Makes Its Move
If Lu Jingming can condense his third soul core, step into the realm of demigods, and formally condense his divine consciousness, then he may be able to permanently reside in the divine transformation mode.

In other words, with his divine transformation mode, he would be able to fight a level 2 god with all his might once he breaks through level 99.

Once he successfully ascends to godhood, with the foundation of his dual god-king positions, even if he has just broken through, his strength will far surpass that of a first-level god, reaching the threshold of god-king level combat power.

The fierce look in Lu Jingming's eyes grew even more intense.

Facing the giant fist of the sea god, which carried the immense pressure of the entire ocean and was capable of destroying the world, he felt an unprecedented threat of death, but even more so, an intense fighting spirit burning to its limit.

He had reached the limit of his divine state, and his body and soul were groaning in despair, but he had to deliver this final blow.

"In that case, let our Sea God witness what the pinnacle of skill truly is!"

He let out a low roar, and his hands suddenly clasped together in front of his chest. The Black Abyss White Flower Twin Spears transformed into two extreme bolts of lightning, one black and one white, which instantly merged into his body.

In an instant, the black and white lightning transformed from the Black Abyss White Flower that had merged into his body was forcibly mixed and compressed by him.

Left hand, the Thunder of the Abyss, the ultimate destruction and death, pitch black as ink, devouring all life, like the end of all things.

The right hand, white lightning, represents the ultimate creation and life, pure and radiant, brimming with boundless vitality, like the first sound of creation.

These two diametrically opposed and mutually exclusive powers, under the forceful rule of the Eternal and Thunder Godhood and the control of Lu Jingming's will, began to intertwine and merge in an extremely dangerous way.

"Heavenly Forbidden Zone, Earthly Desolation, Eight Thunders Converge, Divine Thunder Annihilation!"

He chanted the true name of the final form of the Eight Thunder Forbidden Techniques.

The power imprints of the previous Eight Thunder Forbidden Techniques were simultaneously activated and recalled.

The sharpness of thunder, the domineering power of lightning, the madness of thunderstorms, the majesty of heavenly thunder, the unpredictability of thunder whips, the judgment of the Thunder Emperor, the vastness of ten thousand thunderbolts, and the void of returning to stillness.
Eight distinct types of thunderous intent and vast energy surged wildly from all directions, pouring into the rapidly spinning, extremely unstable chaotic thunder sphere in front of his chest.

Rumble——! ! !
The heaven and earth were eclipsed.

The world instantly lost its color, as if the entire world had been muted. All light, sound, and even energy were frantically devoured by the fist-sized chaotic lightning ball.

On the surface of the lightning sphere, black and white electric snakes thrashed and roared wildly, sometimes expanding like stars and sometimes contracting like mustard seeds. Inside, there was a contradictory and terrifying power of the end, enough to reduce all things to nothingness and also to give birth to all things anew.

At this moment, even the repulsive force of the planes seemed to be shaken by this power that transcended boundaries, and a brief pause occurred.

Feixiao and Xingxiao, who were engaged in a fierce battle high in the distance, stopped at the same time and looked down in horror.

Jing Yuan forced Heather back with a single strike, his brows furrowed, and Keludela, Aglaia, and the others all felt a strong sense of crisis.

"impossible!"

The sea giant controlled by Tang San let out a deep, thunderous roar. He sensed a terrifying power from that ball of lightning, a power that could threaten the very existence of his divine consciousness.

Without further hesitation, the giant's fist, which contained the weight of the entire ocean and the wrath of the God-King, crashed down on Lu Jingming like a collapsing Mount Buzhou, crushing layers of space.

"go with!"

Divine blood containing lightning had seeped from all seven orifices of Lu Jingming. He poured his last bit of power, along with his burning will, into them and forcefully pushed the chaotic lightning ball in front of his chest out.

The lightning ball shot out silently, its speed seemingly slow, but in reality, it instantly traversed space.

It collided violently with the earth-shattering giant fist of the sea giant in mid-air.

There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The next instant—

The ultimate light and darkness erupt simultaneously.

The extreme white and darkness erupted simultaneously, yet eerily, without making a sound.

The black and white lightning, like the Big Bang of the universe's singularity, or the final destination of all things' heat death, instantly devoured the sea god giant's fist, and then spread to its arms and torso...

The colossal giant, composed of endless seawater and divine power, was like ice and snow under the scorching sun before this thunder magic that combined the ultimate laws of decay and creation. From the point of collision, it rapidly melted, decomposed, and turned into the most primitive particles, returning to utter nothingness.

The black and white lightning was unstoppable, flowing upstream and instantly engulfing the giant sea giant. Its momentum did not diminish, and it directly bombarded Tang San's divine consciousness avatar behind him.

"what?!"

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply as he fully activated the illusory image of the Sea God Trident to block.

boom--! ! !
This time it was a deafening explosion.

The golden-blue power of the sea god and the black-and-white lightning of the end annihilated each other in a frenzy.

Tang San's divine consciousness avatar trembled violently, and the divine light around him dimmed to the extreme in an instant. He groaned and his body flew backward uncontrollably. The divine power dissipated from the already illusory wound on his left shoulder suddenly accelerated.

He was defeated again, and even more badly than before.

However, just as Lu Jingming mustered his last bit of strength to unleash this earth-shattering attack, the powerful divine might surrounding him receded rapidly like a tide.

The black and red lightning ring collapsed and dissipated, the magnificent armor disappeared, his hair returned to its white color, and his body swayed before plummeting straight down from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

He reached the limit of his divine time, and extreme weakness and soul-tearing pain overwhelmed him instantly.

"The ants are finished!"

Tang San, who was flying backward, managed to steady himself. Although he was seriously injured and his divine power was greatly depleted, the killing intent in his eyes had solidified into a tangible form.

He absolutely would not allow such a variable to exist in the world.

He mustered his remaining divine power and raised the Trident of Poseidon once more. A golden-blue beam of destruction, incredibly refined and powerful enough to annihilate a true god, instantly coalesced, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the falling Lu Jingming.

But at this critical moment—

A voice, clear and cold like ancient ice yet containing extreme sharpness, seemed to come from the depths of the netherworld, resounding clearly in the ears of the Sea God Tang San.

"How dare you touch my disciple?"

Before he could finish speaking, a pale sword light, seemingly capable of severing cause and effect and freezing time and space, appeared without warning between Tang San and Lu Jingming.

The golden-blue divine power beam, imbued with Tang San's killing intent, shattered like fragile glass upon impacting the seemingly slender, pale sword light, dissipating into primordial specks of light and failing to achieve any effect.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared silently below Lu Jingming, gently but firmly catching his falling body.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down like an icefall, and she exuded an aura of solitude and coldness, as if she were independent of the rules of the world.

The longsword in his hand, sculpted from ten thousand years of ice, radiated an extreme sharpness that chilled even the divine king's senses to the bone, as if it could freeze even his thoughts.

Jing Liu slowly raised his head, his eyes, no longer concealed and blood-red, pierced through the void like two burning cold stars, looking at the Sea God Tang San in the distance, whose expression had drastically changed.

That gaze was cold, pure, and devoid of any impurities, containing only the ultimate sword intent and killing intent.

"Your opponent is me now." Her voice was calm and composed, yet carried an undeniable authority.

Tang San's divine consciousness avatar froze on the spot, feeling the sword intent contained in the pale sword light, as well as the unfathomable aura emanating from the white-haired woman in front of him, which even made his divine consciousness feel a fatal threat. The shock and anger in his heart were instantly replaced by an unbelievable horror.

Where did all these people come from?! What exactly happened in the Douluo Continent?!

Lu Jingming's face was as pale as paper, and his body swayed slightly, as if a gust of wind could blow him over, but he eventually steadied himself and slowly stood up straight.

Despite the excruciating pain and extreme weakness emanating from his body, he couldn't help but smile, his eyes sparkling with a bright joy.

The all-out battle against Tang San, the Sea God's wisp of divine consciousness, though brief, was invaluable.

He truly experienced the way god-level power operates, the resonance and confrontation of laws, and that perspective of being high above the clouds and wielding power gave him a revolutionary understanding of his own power system.

This experience far surpasses any ascetic practice or secret manual; it is truly priceless.

He was well aware that with his current foundation, forcibly activating the deification mode was tantamount to dancing on a knife's edge. When the time came, he would fall from the clouds and become a lamb to the slaughter, extremely vulnerable.

But he still chose to fight with all his might without hesitation.

This confidence came from his incredibly strong support – Mirror Stream, Black Tower… He knew that even if he was powerless, these people would never allow him to suffer any real harm.

His adventure yielded rewards far exceeding his expectations.

This insightful experience has cleared away all the fog surrounding his path to godhood.

Accumulating soul power was not difficult for him. Whether it was searching for rare and precious materials, absorbing feedback from different planes, or even asking the Black Tower to blast open the black hole again to extract chaotic energy, there were shortcuts he could take.

The real challenge lies in comprehending the laws and condensing the soul core, especially the construction of the third soul core, which requires profound understanding and a suitable opportunity.

Now that he has personally experienced the power of the gods, the mysteries of the third soul core are no longer hidden from his eyes.

The road ahead is smooth; all you need to do is accumulate soul power step by step, and the third soul core will come naturally.

After reaching the Limit Douluo level, soul power is no longer the key. The core to reaching the throne of godhood lies in the insight into the laws, the tempering of mental power, and even the gathering of faith.

"Teacher, I'm fine now."

Lu Jingming's voice was a little hoarse, but it carried immense trust and ease.

"He's in your hands now. Send this wisp of his divine consciousness... to its demise."

Although backed by the creative power of the Black Abyss White Flower and the life authority of the Great Compassion Tree King, even if the physical body collapses, it can be rebuilt, but the current overdraft still requires time to recover.

With a slight distortion in the surrounding space, his figure vanished silently from the spot, leaving no trace.

His presence here will only distract Jingliu from protecting him.

Having lost his divine state, even the slightest aftershock of a clash between two powerful individuals would be enough to severely injure or even kill him.

In the center of the battlefield, Jingliu sensed that Lu Jingming had left safely. The last trace of emotion in his blood-red eyes vanished, leaving only pure, extreme coldness and killing intent.

She was never a talkative person.

She slowly raised her right hand, bringing her index and middle fingers together to form a sword-like gesture, a free and easy pose that contained the will to sever everything.

next moment--

hum!
An invisible yet terrifying sword intent, powerful enough to freeze the soul, soared into the sky.

In the sky, the temperature plummeted, and countless ice crystal swords formed from the ultimate sword intent and the law of ice appeared out of thin air. They were densely packed and covered the sky, instantly obscuring the entire firmament.

With sunlight completely blocked, the world seemed to have fallen into an ice age.

These ice swords were not random, but rather slowly rotated and converged in an incredibly mysterious trajectory, eventually forming a gigantic, slowly rotating wheel of ice swords in the sky.

At the edge of the sword wheel, space was constantly being cut, frozen, and shattered, emitting a faint, teeth-grinding sound.

Jingliu's figure quietly appeared in the very center of this destructive sword wheel, his long silver hair dancing silently amidst the chilling sword intent.

She exuded an icy aura that kept people at a distance, and her blood-red pupils looked down indifferently, locking onto the divine avatar of the Sea God Tang San below.

There were no words, no warnings.

Only the deathly silence of countless ice swords poised to strike, and the chilling sword intent that could freeze even gods.

She did not attack immediately, but the sword wheel that blotted out the sun slowly rotated, and the tips of the billions of ice swords were slightly adjusted, all locking onto the sea-blue figure below.

An extreme chill spread, and the churning ocean below began to freeze at a visible speed. Even the surging waves were frozen in place, as if time had stood still.

The divine avatar of the Sea God Tang San had an unprecedentedly solemn expression.

He sensed a threat from that sword wheel and that white-haired woman that was even purer and more deadly than the one he had previously perceived as the deified Lu Jingming.

It was an absolute cold that reached the very source, enough to freeze everything, even divine thoughts.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Tang San looked puzzled. He could tell that Jing Liu did not have a divine position, but his strength far surpassed that of ordinary gods.

While asking the questions, he secretly and frantically mobilized his divine power. The phantom of the Trident of the Sea God shone brightly, attempting to dispel the chill that had invaded his soul.

However, Kagami ignored his words.

In her eyes, Tang San's wisp of divine consciousness was nothing more than a target to be cut down, requiring no further explanation.

She simply raised her joined sword fingers and made a seemingly casual slash in Tang San's direction.

"Frosty sky...woven silk."

The clear, cold voice was like ice beads falling onto a jade plate.

In an instant, within the sword wheel, tens of thousands of ice swords, like soldiers receiving orders, emitted a unified and chilling hum.

The next moment, they were no longer simply shooting out in a barrage, but transformed into interwoven, extremely thin yet incredibly sharp lines of icy laws, like a net covering the sky and earth, instantly enveloping the space where Tang San was located.

These ice lines are not physical entities, but rather manifestations of highly condensed sword intent and the laws of ice. They cut through space, freeze energy, ignore physical defenses, and directly entangle Tang San's divine consciousness avatar.

Tang San roared, and the Trident of the Sea God swung around, unleashing a surge of golden-blue divine power like a tsunami, attempting to destroy the ice lines.

However, the ice lines were not destroyed the moment they came into contact with the power of the sea god. Instead, they made a "sizzling" sound, and the extreme cold spread in the opposite direction along the power, quickly freezing and solidifying them.

Even the light, sound, and even the flowing divine power around him became sluggish.

This extremely cold power seemed to be a natural counter to his power as the Sea God, leaving him in a very passive position.

(End of this chapter)