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

Chapter 423 King of the Spirit
These three powerful evil soul masters, who could even hold their own against ordinary titled Douluo when they joined forces, were as insignificant as ants in the face of true god-level combat power and were instantly killed.

This terrifying scene caused the Second Elder Nangong Wan, the Fifth Elder Wanhun Douluo, and others who were also trying to rush forward to freeze in place as if they had been frozen, their faces filled with horror and fear.

Even Feng Ling, the Evil Phoenix Douluo with a cultivation level of 97, was sweating profusely at this moment.

Even she couldn't see how Xiao Wu made her move.

This means that if Xiao Wu had targeted her just now, she would probably have suffered the same fate—being instantly killed.

Absolute force brings absolute deterrence.

Huo Yuhao remained expressionless, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

He stepped over Zhongli Wu's still-warm body, ascended the steps one by one, and finally sat on the throne that symbolized the supreme power of the Holy Spirit Sect.

His icy gaze swept over the silent crowd below, and Huo Yuhao's deep, imposing voice echoed in the hall:
"From this day forward, I am the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult."

He paused slightly, a dangerous glint flashing in his crimson eyes.
"Who is in favor? Who is against?"

The scene was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop. The air was thick with the stench of blood and a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Meet the leader!"

After a brief silence, the third elder, Scarlet Douluo Fei Yan, stepped forward first, bowed to Huo Yuhao on the throne, and spoke in a clear and firm voice.

With her taking the lead, the sixth-ranking Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng and the fifth-ranking Evil Moon Douluo Yue Ming also stepped forward and bowed their heads in submission:

"See the leader."

Seeing this scene, the High Priest of the Holy Spirit Cult, the Blood Scythe Douluo Shi Yue, whose cultivation level was as high as ninety-eight and who had been observing coldly, curled his lips into a playful smile and chuckled:

"interesting."

Then, he slowly walked to Fei Yan and the others, and bowed to Huo Yuhao as well:
"See the leader."

Even the most powerful and highest-ranking Grand Elder chose to submit, and the remaining Elders had no further hesitation.

The second and fourth worshippers, Blood Bat Douluo, Plague Douluo, Demon Spirit Douluo, Evil Cloud Douluo, Spider Emperor Douluo, Blood Lion Douluo, Sorrowful Douluo, and Raven Douluo Wuyun, stepped forward one by one, bowing respectfully, their voices rising and falling in unison.

"See the leader."

The entire faction that worships Huo Yuhao has now sided with him.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the elder faction led by Evil Phoenix Douluo Feng Ling and Grand Elder Demon Sound Douluo.

The Second Elder, Tianwu Douluo Nangong Wan, the Fifth Elder, Wanhun Douluo, the Sixth Elder, Zang'e Douluo, the Eighth Elder, Shuiyan Douluo, and others all looked at Feng Ling and Moyin Douluo with pale faces, awaiting their decision.

Feng Ling's face turned ashen, her fingernails digging deep into her palms, blood seeping out without her noticing.

With her husband dead before her eyes and her enemy sitting high on a throne, her heart was filled with anger and hatred.

However, the reality is cruel.

The opponent possesses terrifying combat power capable of instantly killing her, as well as an unfathomable new leader, and all the worshippers who have already submitted... Resistance will only lead to death.

Just as Evil Phoenix Douluo Feng Ling turned pale, struggling internally with the thought of kneeling in submission to preserve her life and the remaining strength of the elder faction, the ever-silent First Elder, Demon Sound Douluo, suddenly stepped forward, channeling his soul power and shouting:

"Your Majesty, Demon Emperor, if you don't appear now, when will you?!"

The shout was like a thunderclap, exploding in the deathly silent hall.

As he finished speaking, the space in the center of the hall distorted, and two figures appeared without warning.

The leader was a woman with a captivating and alluring figure, stunning beauty, yet exuding a chilling aura. Purple lightning, like tiny snakes, flickered around her body; she was none other than the Demon Emperor.

Beside her stood a young girl with long blue hair, her eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of helplessness—her daughter, Lan Fuzi.

"I really got to watch a good show."

The Demon Emperor parted his red lips slightly and let out a cold sneer.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure, no less powerful than Xiao Wu's and belonging to the divine level, spread out like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire hall.

The oppressive aura, carrying an aura of destruction and violence, caused the faces of the Grand Elder Shi Yue and others, who had just chosen to side with Huo Yuhao, to change drastically, and they inwardly cried out in distress.

They had just placed their bets on the new leader, but who would have thought that the Grand Elder had such a trump card up his sleeve that could overturn the entire situation?

Another god-level powerhouse.

This makes their recent surrender seem so ridiculous and dangerous.

Not only the worshippers, but even Evil Phoenix Douluo Feng Ling and the other titled Douluo elders looked at the Grand Elder, Demon Sound Douluo, in disbelief.

They were equally unaware of when the Grand Elder had formed a connection with a god-level expert and how he had kept it so well hidden.

"Your Majesty, Demon Emperor, please make your move. The Holy Spirit Cult will now serve you as its master."

The First Elder, Demon Sound Douluo, hurriedly spoke, his tone carrying a hint of relief.

His acquaintance with the Demon Emperor was purely accidental. At that time, the Demon Emperor had not yet joined World Serpent, had not obtained the Herrscher Core, and was merely a powerful deep-sea beast.

The two clashed in an encounter overseas. Demon Sound Douluo witnessed her strength and then tried to invite her to join the Holy Spirit Cult.

The Demon Queen did not immediately agree out of caution, but in order to accumulate power for revenge against the Sea God, she accepted this kindness and left her contact information.

She came today intending to formally accept the power of the Holy Spirit Church, but unexpectedly stumbled upon this exciting internal power struggle.

The appearance of the Demon Emperor caused Huo Yuhao, who was sitting on the throne of the sect leader, to suddenly change his expression.

This was completely outside his plan.

But he quickly forced himself to calm down, his mind racing.

He actively activated the core of the Herrscher of Consciousness within his body, and a faint purple Honkai energy, different from soul power and carrying an eerie and ominous aura, appeared around him, forming a faint halo.

"Demon Emperor".

Huo Yuhao's voice returned to normal, even carrying a peculiar rhythm.

"The Third Throne of the World Serpent, the King of Conquest, I know you."

He paused, his scarlet eyes meeting the Demon Emperor's oppressive gaze.

"I think we have a common enemy."

The Demon Emperor knew Huo Yuhao, and Huo Yuhao also knew the Demon Emperor. After all, in that battle in the parallel world, Huo Yuhao personally witnessed the Demon Emperor suddenly appear and launch a sneak attack on the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong.

But it wasn't that battle that made Huo Yuhao understand the Demon Emperor better.

Immediately afterwards, his spiritual power and Honkai energy became even more active, as if indicating some kind of power of the same origin, and he said in a low chant:

"God has granted me wings, allowing me to control the minds of all beings, between dreams and reality, the King of the Spirit, the Demon Emperor. You should be familiar with this power." Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's words, especially the keywords "World Serpent" and "King of the Spirit," a look of realization flashed in the Demon Emperor's eyes.

She recalled that in the message Mebius had previously given her, it seemed to mention that a new member had joined the organization and would wield spiritual power.

"I see……"

The Demon Emperor's sneer deepened.

"You are the Eighth Throne, the Spirit King. So, in that sense, we're still on the same side?"

She called herself "one of us," but the violent aura of the Herrscher of Thunder emanating from her body did not subside at all. Instead, it surged even more fiercely, colliding and squeezing against the divine power emanating from Xiao Wu in the air, producing an invisible explosion that caused the space of the entire hall to begin to distort slightly. Even the weaker Soul Masters felt difficulty breathing.

Clearly, even though they were both World Serpents, this identity did not deter her.

Moreover, the World Serpent has never stipulated that fighting between thrones is prohibited.

Power and interests are the only principles here.

The First Elder, Demon Sound Douluo, who had been worried when he saw the Demon Emperor get to know Huo Yuhao, breathed a sigh of relief and his face lit up with hope again after realizing that the Demon Emperor had not lessened his hostility.

It seems that this Demon Emperor is not here to help Huo Yuhao.

The atmosphere inside the hall, due to the Demon Emperor's intervention, instantly transformed from Huo Yuhao's unilateral suppression into a complex and dangerous situation where two god-level powerhouses confronted each other and the two sides had different intentions.

The situation, which had just stabilized, is once again fraught with enormous uncertainty.

All eyes were shifting between Huo Yuhao, Xiao Wu, and the Demon Emperor, waiting for the next moment when a conflict that would determine life and death and fate would erupt.

Huo Yuhao endured the Demon Emperor's overwhelming divine pressure, his bones creaking softly, yet he remained upright, speaking in a deep voice, his words like sharp swords piercing the Demon Emperor's deepest wounds:

"Demon Emperor, I know your purpose. You want to seek revenge against that... high and mighty sea god."

The name "Sea God" is like a spark that ignites a powder keg.

boom--!
The Demon Emperor's eyes instantly erupted with boundless hatred and a killing intent that almost solidified into reality.

The purple lightning surrounding her suddenly surged, transforming into countless wildly dancing electric snakes. The terrifying pressure was no longer diffused, but swept out like a tsunami.

"Puff, puff..."

Under this pure, god-level destructive pressure, apart from a few people, all the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Cult, including those titled Douluo elders, were as if they were being crushed by an invisible giant mountain. They all knelt down uncontrollably, their faces pale and their bodies trembling.

Even the Grand Elder Shiyue, whose cultivation level was as high as ninety-eight, could only hold on for one more breath before letting out a muffled groan, kneeling on one knee, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes filled with horror.

Click... click...

Under this terrifying pressure, the floor of the main hall, paved with hard obsidian, cracked inch by inch, like fragile glass, with countless spiderweb-like cracks spreading out from the Demon Emperor as its center.

The power of the Demon Emperor has reached this level.

Faced with this overwhelming pressure, Xiao Wu frowned slightly, stepped forward, and silently protected Bei Bei and Tang Ya behind her.

A soft blue aura of divine power unfolded, like the strongest dam, firmly blocking the Demon Emperor's destructive aura and protecting the two people behind him.

At the very center of the oppressive aura, Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with a fierce glint.

He knew that he absolutely could not show weakness at this moment.

"Ugh—!"

He let out a low roar, and the core of the Herrscher of Consciousness within his body began to operate at an unprecedented speed, with a surge of immense Honkai energy mixed with his spiritual power erupting forth.

Om-!
A dark purple beam of energy shot into the sky from his center, instantly dispelling the gloom on the top of the hall.

Within the light, Huo Yuhao's form underwent a dramatic change—

【Herrscher Armament: Illusion of Mind】

Huo Yuhao donned a suit of armor with a deep dark purple base, adorned with eerie blue energy patterns resembling cracks in ice.

His face was covered by a dark metal mask that resembled an abstract combination of a skull and wings, and the goggles around his eyes shimmered with an unstable crimson light.

His hair seemed to have grown longer, and the ends were tinged with a dark purple glow from Honkai energy.

He was covered in a streamlined, dark purple bio-material light armor. The armor was not a solid plate, but rather a mixture of living nerve bundles and ice crystals. It pulsed slightly with his breathing, constantly absorbing and dissipating spiritual energy.

Sharp, dark blue ice spikes protrude from the joints, serving as both weapons and energy outlets.

Most peculiarly, at the location of his shoulder blades, there are not physical wings, but translucent dark purple energy wings composed of highly condensed Honkai energy and spiritual power.

Fluorescent light constantly emanated from the edges of the light wings, their shapes shifting erratically, sometimes spreading out like feathers, sometimes waving like tentacles.

Wearing this [Herrscher Armor: Mind Illusion], Huo Yuhao's aura became incredibly strange, cold, and powerful.

He was surrounded by a mental field that distorted reality and dreams, and he managed to carve out his own domain amidst the Demon Emperor's raging divine power.

He hovered a foot above the ground, his dark purple energy wings slowly flapping behind him, scattering specks of spiritual light.

Beneath the visor, crimson eyes peered through the goggles, meeting the Demon Emperor's destructive gaze without fear.

"Now."

Huo Yuhao's voice echoed through the mask, carrying multiple resonances, as if countless consciousnesses were whispering simultaneously.

"Can we discuss the possibility of cooperation on an equal footing?"

He demonstrated his power, identified their common enemy, and now he was qualified to speak with the Demon Emperor.

Inside the main hall, on one side stood the conqueror king, his anger blazing like lightning.

The other side is the unpredictable and mysterious King of the Spirit, whose existence unfolds in the realm of the mind.

The two thrones of the World Serpents formed a brief but dangerous standoff at the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Everyone's life or death hinges on the outcome of their next negotiation.

Sensing the Herrscher of Knowledge power emanating from Huo Yuhao, which was different from the power system of this world yet contained considerable potential, a hint of approval flashed in the Demon Emperor's eyes.

Although Huo Yuhao's current strength is far inferior to hers, this potential and the significance it represents are enough to give him the right to have a dialogue with her.

Moreover, his mention of a "common enemy" did indeed pique her interest.

"Humph."

The Demon Emperor snorted coldly, and the terrifying, suffocating pressure emanating from his body suddenly receded like a tide.

(End of this chapter)