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

Chapter 418 The Ownership of the Asura Demon Sword
Heaven and earth lost their color, and all things returned to silence.

Only the aftershocks of destruction silently testify to the divine war that had erupted in that instant, a war beyond mortal comprehension.

At the center of the collision, light, energy, and dust mixed into a chaotic vortex of death that lingered for a long time.

Who won? Who lost? Who... is still alive?

When those three forces powerful enough to rewrite the rules of the world—the incineration of the end, the return to nothingness of the ocean's origin, and the destructive strike of frost—collide with a deafening roar, what is produced is not merely an explosion of energy, but a destruction of all existing matter and laws.

Lu Jingming's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

His intuition was screaming wildly, warning of the destructive torrent that was sweeping in, far more powerful than he had anticipated.

This was no longer a shockwave in the ordinary sense, but a mixture of spacetime turbulence and pure annihilation power caused by the collapse of the laws.

Without any hesitation, and before he could even utter a word of warning, the power within his body began to circulate and burn at an unprecedented speed.

"Ultimate Deification".

The deep shout activated the power of the divine position, and Lu Jingming's aura instantly became ethereal, lofty, and inhuman.

His eyes were filled with emotion, replaced by an absolute rationality and divinity; his hair moved without wind, shimmering with starlight-like brilliance.

Almost at the same moment, he suddenly reached out and pulled the petite Cerudela, who was weak from exerting all her strength to declare the Law, into his arms.

"you--!"

Ceruleus was caught off guard, and her delicate body stiffened abruptly.

As a queen who held the reins of law and was high above others, when had she ever had such close contact with anyone?

Especially when she was so forcefully pulled into a man's arms.

A surge of instinctive anger and resistance welled up inside her, and the remaining strength in her body instinctively wanted to erupt and shake this despicable guy away.

However, just as her power was about to erupt, she caught a glimpse of the pure white destruction that had already descended and filled her vision out of the corner of her eye.

That was an absolute death realm where even light, sound, and space were shattered and annihilated.

She clearly sensed that if her extremely weak servant body were directly exposed to this torrent of destruction, it probably wouldn't even last a moment before it would be completely erased, along with its soul imprint, like a bubble in the sunlight.

All the struggle and anger vanished instantly in the face of this real threat of death.

Her hand, which was about to push Lu Jingming away, paused slightly in mid-air before finally falling limply to its side.

The tense body relaxed the moment it realized the other party's intentions.

She simply turned her head slightly away, turning her cheek to avoid direct eye contact with him, but the subtle blush on her ears betrayed that her inner peace was not as calm as it appeared.

At this moment, Lu Jingming had no time to spare.

He extended his free right hand forward in a fist and uttered a low shout: "Black Abyss White Flower, release."

Om-!
The artifact, a fusion of creation and destruction, emerged in response. It did not take the form of a spear, but instead instantly disintegrated and reconstructed into a solid, slowly rotating black and white sphere of light, completely enveloping the two tightly embracing figures.

On the sphere of light, the black portion continuously devoured and dissolved the destructive energy that was impacting it, while the white portion continuously released a vast amount of vitality and protective power, repairing the parts of the sphere of light that had been eroded.

In the next instant, the destructive tide completely engulfed the small ball of light.

“Rumble——!!!”

All external sounds disappeared, or rather, the sounds themselves were annihilated by this destructive force.

Inside the sphere of light, one could only feel incredibly intense vibrations and immense pressure that seemed to tear one's soul apart.

The black and white orb of light was like a small boat in a raging ocean, being violently impacted and tossed about by unimaginable force. Ripples spread wildly across the light screen, flickering and changing, as if it might shatter at any moment.

Lu Jingming frowned, holding Keludela even tighter, doing his best to maintain the stability of the light sphere.

In his divine state, his power poured out like a flood, flowing into the Black Abyss White Flower.

Krystal could clearly hear the strong and rapid heartbeat coming from his chest, and could feel his body trembling slightly from the immense pressure, but his arms around her were as steady as a rock, without the slightest loosening.

Under this absolute threat of death, time loses its meaning.

After an unknown amount of time—perhaps a moment, perhaps eternity—the earth-shattering tremors and impacts from the outside world finally began to gradually weaken and subside.

Lu Jingming's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and the ethereal divinity around him slowly receded, dispelling his divine state. His face showed a hint of exhaustion and pallor.

With a thought, the black and white light spheres outside dissipated, turning into specks of light that then coalesced back into the Black Abyss White Flower, which he then collected.

Then, beyond the sphere of light, the true end-of-the-world scene was revealed.

The first thing you feel is deathly silence.

An absolute, chilling silence, devoid of all sound. The sounds of wind, water, and even the rolling dust had vanished.

Looking out, the sky was no longer the familiar color, but a strange, dark, murky color mixed with dust and energy residue, like the festering wound of a dying beast.

The thick clouds were completely cleared away, and the cold cosmic sky was clearly visible high in the heavens. The starlight shone through the polluted atmosphere, casting a cold glow.

And the earth...

Where is there any land left?
The mountainous region where the Killing City was originally located, filled with jagged rocks and deep ravines, has completely disappeared.

Instead, there was an endless, smooth, mirror-like black plain.

This plain is not composed of soil or rock, but rather is a glassy surface that emits a faint, radiant glow, formed by the instantaneous melting and vitrification of the entire surface by extreme high temperature and pressure, followed by cooling.

It was so smooth that it reflected the murky colors of the sky, stretching to the very end of the field of vision, without any undulations or traces of life, only absolute "flatness" and "barrenness".

In some places, dark red, vein-like lava veins still remain, flowing slowly beneath the vitrified surface, emitting the last heat and sulfurous odor.

The air was thick with the smell of ozone, ionized air, and the strange odor of vaporized rocks, and inhaling it brought a burning sensation to the lungs.

Further away, in the core area where the collision occurred, the space remained extremely unstable, with twisted spatial rifts, like black lightning bolts, appearing and disappearing intermittently, devouring everything around them.

Occasionally, turbulent energy flows that were not completely extinguished would drift like will-o'-the-wisps, emitting a hissing sound.

This is a corner of the world that has been "killed".

The terrain was permanently rewritten, and the laws seemed to have become broken.

Only the high, cold starry sky witnessed all of this, unchanging through the ages. Lu Jingming surveyed the scene, which resembled the aftermath of creation and destruction, took a deep breath of the air filled with the aura of death and destruction, and slowly exhaled.

He lowered his head and looked at Cerrudra, who was still quiet in his arms, but whose eyes were also shocked by the apocalyptic scene.

"It seems we've made quite a fuss."

He forced a smile, trying to regain his usual relaxed tone, but couldn't hide the weariness in his voice.

Krydella did not respond immediately. She simply looked at the ravaged land a few more times, as if trying to imprint this scene into the depths of her soul.

Then, she moved slightly, signaling Lu Jingming to let go.

Lu Jingming readily agreed and released his arm.

Kerudela took a half step back, straightened her slightly disheveled robes and crown, and when she raised her head again, her face had regained the majesty and calmness that belonged to the Empress of Law. However, there seemed to be an indescribable complex light in her deep eyes.

She didn't look at Lu Jingming, but gazed at the core of the destruction, and said softly, "The price was huge, but... we won."

Krystal's gaze swept across the shattered void that was still slowly repairing itself, finally settling on two figures walking side by side from the very core of the energy turbulence.

It is Heather and Mirror Flow.

Neither of them looked quite well at that moment.

Hazel's azure battle dress was torn in many places, and her exposed skin bore scorch marks from the fire of the end and cracks from frost. Her aura was fluctuating, clearly indicating that she had suffered great damage.

Jingliu was in better condition. She covered herself with black veil again to conceal her once scarlet eyes, but her pale face showed that she was not in good shape either. There was even a barely perceptible crack on the Tanhua sword made of solid ice.

However, their posture remained upright, and the light in their eyes not only did not dim, but became even sharper and deeper, like tempered steel.

What is most striking is Heather's left hand.

She did not return empty-handed, but carried a longsword that was dark red and exuded an aura of endless slaughter and judgment—the very Shura Demon Sword that had been wielded by the corrupted Kevin.

The demonic sword trembled slightly in her hand, its dark red light flickering like breath, as if it wanted to struggle. However, the primordial power of the ocean demigod that lingered in Heather's hand, along with a trace of ethereal aura, acted like the strongest shackles, suppressing it firmly and preventing it from breaking free.

The suffocating figure of the corrupted Kevin has completely vanished without a trace.

Not only was his physical form annihilated, but the filth that gave birth to him was also completely purified and erased, leaving no trace.

Moreover, everyone present could clearly feel that at the very moment the terrifying collision subsided, the origin of the Douluo Star beneath their feet suddenly became much more active and robust.

A subtle vitality is quietly emerging from the depths of this land that has just been ravaged by destruction, like a spring.

Everything, silently yet powerfully, proclaimed the final outcome of this brutal battle.

The victors are them.

Krydella looked at the Asura Demon Sword in Heather's hand, a symbol of supreme authority and power, and a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes before she regained her usual composure.

She nodded slightly, as if to greet her two returning comrades.

Lu Jingming's smile returned. He took a few steps forward, his gaze sweeping over Heather and Jingliu before finally settling on the Asura Demon Sword. He chuckled:
"As expected of a super artifact, it remained intact even after being subjected to that kind of power."

Hazel, carrying the Asura Demon Sword, walked up to Lu Jingming and Kerudela.

She ignored Lu Jingming's sigh and looked solemnly at Keludela:
"Caesar, I have fulfilled my mission, and it is thanks to your declaration of law that the final outcome would have been uncertain."

Krydella calmly replied, "This is the result of our joint efforts, Lord Swordsman."

Hazel nodded and thrust the Asura Demon Sword forward.

“Caesar, this demonic sword contains the power of slaughter and judgment. I believe you can wield it.”

She showed no hesitation, as if what she was offering was not a divine artifact that would even tempt a god-king, but merely an ordinary weapon.

Krystal didn't immediately take it, but looked at Mirror Stream, since Mirror Stream had also contributed.

If it's the Mirror Stream, inheriting the position of the Asura God would also be suitable.

"I don't need it. I have the sword in my hand, that's enough."

Jingliu shook her head. The position of the Asura God was indeed suitable for her, but she had her own path, the path of the sword, which was her true path.

"We're all on the same side, no need to be so polite, Your Majesty."

Lu Jingming smiled.

Kerudela did not refute Lu Jingming's claim that he was one of their own, and took the Shura Demon Sword from Haesein.

Time moves forward.

Just as the divine battle raged above the City of Slaughter, another battle of purification quietly began in a deep valley not far from the former Heavenly Dou City.

This valley is now shrouded in a thick, nauseating negative energy.

The dark gray fog churned and swirled, obscuring the sunlight, and the air was filled with an atmosphere of despair, hatred, distortion, and madness.

What's even more unsettling is that the core area of ​​this filthy land bears a striking resemblance to Haiyuan City.

The buildings here are distorted and dark, as if they were reflections of all beautiful things that had been desecrated.

This is a powerful tainted site modeled after the city of Haiyuan.

Three figures, ignoring the negative erosion that could drive even a Soul Douluo to mental collapse, quietly appeared at the entrance of the valley.

The leader, with silver hair and purple eyes, possessed an unparalleled figure; she was none other than the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena.

She felt the incredibly foul atmosphere in the valley, and her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

To her left stood Xia Die, dressed in a pristine white floral gown. Her fingertips lightly brushed against a small, slightly curled white flower that had appeared out of nowhere, sensing the mournful sound emanating from it, and she whispered:
“The ‘death’ here is filled with resentment and filth.”

On the right is Firefly, who has transformed into Sam. She looks at the distorted "Sea Abyss City" with a cold glint in her eyes.

"Target confirmed, begin cleanup."

Her voice came through the armored mask, carrying a faint metallic hum.

They came under Lu Jingming's orders, not only to clear away hidden dangers in the heartland of the soon-to-be-unified Martial Soul Empire, but also to purify the filth and transform negative energy into nourishment to propel the planet's advancement.

(End of this chapter)