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

Chapter 397 Bai Xiuxiu's Request

"Lord Sea God..."

Poseidon murmured softly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, instantly merging into the howling sea breeze and being completely drowned out by the ceaseless, frenzied roars of the demons outside.

"The person you're waiting for, the one who carries all hope, when... will they finally arrive?"

She withdrew her gaze, her eyes instantly regaining their unwavering and resolute intensity.

No matter how long we have to wait, no matter how faint the hope may be, as long as the light of the sea god has not been completely extinguished, she, Poseidon, as the high priestess of the island of the sea god and as the sea god's representative on earth, will fight to the last moment and shed her last drop of blood.

This is her innate mission and her unwavering belief.

If it were in the past, she, who cherished life and longed for freedom, might not have wanted a successor to inherit the position of the sea god.

Because that would mean that she would serve as a stepping stone to the throne, offering everything she had to the newborn deity, becoming a necessary sacrifice in that sacred ritual.

Even though this was her destiny, which she had known since accepting the mission, her desire to live had made her secretly resist it.

But now, looking at the people behind her who trusted and followed her, and at the resolute yet weary faces of the Seven Pillars Guardians, for the sake of the innocent people and loyal Sea Soul Masters on Seagod Island, she prayed more earnestly than ever before, from the bottom of her heart, that the person who could inherit the Seagod's throne should appear soon.

Even if the price is her life.

Just then, outside the golden light barrier, several of Oser's heads rose high once more, frantically gathering a terrifying blue-purple destructive energy.

The next moment, a huge pillar of light, seemingly capable of piercing through heaven and earth, crashed into the swaying light barrier like a world-destroying spear hurled by a demon god.

"boom--!!!!!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted, and blinding turbulent energy instantly obscured everything.

The light shield shook and twisted violently to an unprecedented degree, emitting a clearly audible, mournful cracking sound.

Fine cracks began to quietly spread across the sacred golden light barrier.

The future of Poseidon Island, too, seemed to be caught in the turmoil of this devastating impact, along with the flickering light.

In the distance, space was forcibly torn apart like a fragile brocade, and a pitch-black crack suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a somewhat hasty beam of light shot out from it, falling like a meteor onto the turbulent sea, creating a splash of white water.

As the light faded, two figures appeared, slightly unsteady, atop a towering reef suspended above the sea.

"here it is……"

Bai Xiuxiu barely managed to steady her slightly unsteady figure caused by the spatial teleportation. Her deep blue eyes, like those of the deep sea, still held lingering fear and confusion as she quickly scanned the unfamiliar surroundings.

Beneath my feet were rough, slippery rocks, and in the distance stretched an endless, ominous dark blue ocean.

The sky overhead was terribly gloomy, with thick, leaden-gray clouds hanging low over the sea. The air was damp and oppressive, as if a devastating storm was brewing.

"Have we... escaped, teacher?"

Bai Xiuxiu patted her chest lightly, still shaken, her voice trembling slightly.

She and Skykirk were sucked into the spacetime portal that suddenly opened in Mingdu, and have been stranded in this seemingly parallel world for some time now.

During this time, they wandered around, experiencing many strange customs and cultures, and also gained some understanding of the hidden dangers in this world.

Thanks to Skirk's unfathomable strength, although they encountered several monsters spawned by the so-called filth points, they escaped unscathed and even obtained some treasures dropped by the filth points.

However, good luck doesn't always last.

Previously, they had stumbled upon a mountain range ablaze with an inextinguishable flame, and the towering fire and unusual energy fluctuations aroused their curiosity.

Relying on Skykirk's power, they ventured deep into the territory without hesitation.

However, they encountered unimaginable horror.

The thought of that white-haired youth standing silently in the flames, and the scarlet demonic sword in his hand that seemed capable of devouring all light, still sends a chill down Bai Xiuxiu's spine.

The young man merely stood there, and the chilling aura that seemed to freeze time and space, along with the palpable killing intent emanating from him, almost made her blood freeze.

Even someone as powerful as Silky Kirk was nearly killed the moment he clashed with the young man.

Every swing of that demonic sword carried the terrifying power to sever souls; in just one hasty exchange, Skyker was already severely injured.

Fortunately, Skykirk was incredibly decisive in the face of death, enduring the aftershock of the potentially fatal sword strike to forcibly tear open a spatial passage and take her into the turbulent currents.

In her final moments of escape, Bai Xiuxiu caught a glimpse of a corpse pinned to a charred mountainside by a large, flaming sword.

Although the figure had lost its life force, it still exuded a chillingly strong killing intent and bloody aura. In Bai Xiuxiu's perception, its strength was no weaker than that of the Limit Douluo she knew.

What chilled her to the bone even more was that the lingering aura of the corpse was the same as that of the scarlet demonic sword in the white-haired youth's hand. This strange connection sent shivers down her spine.

"Cough cough..."

Sikor silently circulated his power, calming the churning blood and qi within his body, and raised his hand to wipe away a trace of bright red blood that had spilled from the corner of his lips.

Her face was slightly pale, but her eyes remained calm.

That white-haired youth was indeed terrifying, but he had no intelligence; he was merely an aggregate of massive negative energy, possessing only the form, power, and a bloodthirsty instinct. Otherwise, she and Bai Xiuxiu would probably have perished there today.

Just then, Silky frowned slightly, sensing the unusual energy fluctuations coming from afar, and said in a deep voice:
"This feeling...is familiar."

"Familiarity?"

Bai Xiuxiu composed herself and looked at her curiously.

"Ah."

Skirk nodded slightly, his sharp gaze fixed on the distant horizon, where the turbulent energy currents could be clearly sensed even from a great distance.

"It tastes like something from my world... but it's more chaotic and twisted, leaving only the purest malice and destructive desires."

After a brief moment of rest, the two decided to go and investigate.

A faint, almost imperceptible light emanated from Silky's body, enveloping Bai Xiuxiu as well. Then, it transformed into a dim, fleeting shadow, skimming along the undulating sea surface, and silently stealthily made its way towards the center of the energy eruption.

The closer they got, the more suffocating the overwhelming pressure became. Towering waves connected with the gloomy sky, like an angry god wielding a giant whip made of water, lashing wildly at a distant island shrouded in a warm and resilient golden halo.

Amidst the raging waves, a colossal demonic figure, with multiple ferocious heads and composed of turbulent waters and ominous dark light, roared with soul-shaking fury, continuously gathering terrifying destructive energy and relentlessly bombarding the island's defenses.

"That is... the Vortex Demon God, Oser!"

Silky stopped abruptly, her pupils contracting slightly, her tone tinged with surprise.

But soon, her rich experience and perception allowed her to discern the anomaly.

"No, it is not the original body. Like the white-haired youth before, it is a negative energy memory formed by the filth of this world. It has a powerful outer shell, but inside it only has the chaotic instinct of destruction and destructiveness."

Gazing at the demon god who was displaying its divine power with unbridled abandon on the sea, Skirk's brows furrowed tightly.

The Oser memory in front of her, judging by the standards of this world, has reached the level of a level 100 True God. Compared with the white-haired youth who seriously injured her, it is not as powerful, but it is still dangerous enough.

She is still not fully recovered and her injuries are quite severe. If she were to face such a formidable enemy head-on again, the consequences would be unpredictable, and her chances of survival would be slim.

At this moment, Bai Xiuxiu's attention was completely drawn to the island that remained unmoved under the demon god's violent attack, radiating a warm and holy light.

The protective and peaceful power contained in that golden light gave her a sense of security and familiarity that came from the depths of her blood.

"Poseidon Island...is that Poseidon Island?"

She murmured to herself, the records of the sacred land of the Sea God from her clan's traditions surfacing in her mind.

Her gaze involuntarily moved downwards, landing on the outer perimeter of Poseidon Island, in the sea area where countless water elemental monsters summoned by the Demon God were engaged in a fierce battle.

A group of agile, ferocious demonic great white sharks, radiating powerful soul energy fluctuations, were charging fearlessly at the demon god's claws with unwavering resolve, using their sharp teeth and bodies to form a defensive line.

Then, her gaze froze completely.

At the very front of that group of brave and fearless demonic great white sharks, there was a white figure who led the charge, the largest in size, with silver skin that shimmered with light, and whose every charge carried an indomitable spirit...

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment, and finally came to a standstill.

Bai Xiuxiu's breathing suddenly stopped completely. Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible and cold hand. A sharp, aching pain surged into her nose like a tidal wave, blurring her vision. All that remained in her sight was that familiar figure that made her soul tremble.

That is……

That's her mother!
She is the king of the Demon Soul Great White Shark clan, and the mother she misses day and night.

In her original world, the Great White Shark clan of Demon Souls was brutally slaughtered by the Demon Emperor, and her beloved mother had long since turned into a cold corpse, forever sinking into the dark, endless deep sea.

The excruciating pain of losing a loved one is a wound in her heart that can never heal and often throbs with pain in the dead of night.

But now... what did she see?
The mother she thought she would never see again in this lifetime was now fighting right before her eyes.

That massive and graceful streamlined body, that unwavering fighting spirit in the face of a powerful foe, that resolute momentum that led the tribe forward.

Everything perfectly overlapped with the image of her mother, the most heroic and glorious one, deep in her memory.

Hot tears could no longer be held back, and like pearls from a broken string, they burst forth without warning, sliding down her fair and smooth cheeks.

She subconsciously took a step forward, her slender hand slightly outstretched, as if trying to pierce through this unreachable distance and touch that warm figure that only appears in the most beautiful dreams.

"Mother……"

She choked back tears, uttering those two words, heavy with longing and sorrow, in a faint whisper that only she could hear.

However, the cold reality instantly overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

She suddenly realized that this was impossible.

This is a parallel world.

The mother of this world is still fighting to protect Poseidon Island.

The mother of this world had not yet given birth to Bai Xiuxiu, and perhaps... she had not even fallen in love with her father.

If she were to rush forward at this moment, what kind of response would she receive besides being treated as a strange, emotionally unstable stranger? Perhaps she wouldn't even get a second glance.

An overwhelming sense of grief and an almost absurd, despairing powerlessness instantly engulfed her.

The mother she longed for was right in front of her, within reach, yet it seemed as if there was an invisible and insurmountable chasm of time and space separating them.

So close, yet so far away.

Silky Keke keenly sensed Bai Xiuxiu's uncontrollable and intense emotional fluctuations. Following the girl's adoring gaze, she also saw the Demon Soul Great White Shark King, Xiao Bai, who was fighting bravely on the front lines.

With her intelligence, she immediately understood the reason.

Seeing the girl beside him trying hard not to cry out loud, yet unable to control her trembling body and tears streaming down her face like a bursting dam, a fleeting, almost imperceptible tenderness and pity flashed in Skirk's usually deep and calm eyes.

"It's her, isn't it?"

Skok spoke very softly, as if afraid of disturbing the girl's fragile emotions.

Bai Xiuxiu nodded vigorously, tears streaming down her face, spreading dark, wet patches on the rough rocky surface beneath her feet.

“Teacher…that’s my mother…my mother from this world, who is still alive…”

Her voice was broken, mixed with unbelievable ecstasy, but even more so with a deeper pain and despair.

Skirk remained silent, her gaze once again fixed on the distance.

Amid the aftershocks of the attack by the Vortex Demon God Oser, the Great White Shark clan led by Little White is struggling to hold on, with each attack fraught with danger.

She understood how heavy this longing that transcended the barriers of time and space was, and she also understood the pain of watching a loved one in danger but being unable to recognize them immediately.

Just then, Bai Xiuxiu suddenly turned her head, grabbed Silky's arm with all her might, raised her tear-streaked, pitiful face, and pleaded in a tearful voice:

"Teacher, please, help them, help Poseidon Island... I... I can't... I can't watch my mother... again..."

The words that followed were completely drowned out by the inability to utter a sound.

(End of this chapter)