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

Someone must go to Douluo Continent, find out the situation in the lower realm immediately, and find Xiao Wu.

He himself has absolutely no way to get away.

As one of the original core members of the Divine Realm Committee and the holder of both the Sea God and the Asura God's divine positions, he is undoubtedly one of the most eye-catching focuses in this chaotic battle, and any unusual move he makes will attract countless gazes.

But his parents... and Mu Bai and the others...

Tang San's divine sense silently locked onto the edge of the battlefield, where two figures, whose strength was relatively weaker, did not approach directly but were watching the battle with worried expressions—his father, Tang Hao, and his mother, A Yin.

At the same time, he also noticed Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar, Ning Rongrong and others who were also watching the battle from the periphery.

That's them.

A hidden divine thought, like an invisible thread, pierced through the chaotic energy currents and precisely entered the minds of Tang Hao and Ah Yin:

"Father, Mother, the God Realm is beyond saving. The great war is going on for who knows how long. Something has happened in the mortal realm that concerns Xiao Wu and the foundation of my divine position. Quickly take Mu Bai and the others down to the mortal realm in the chaos to find out the truth and search for Xiao Wu's whereabouts."

Upon receiving the telepathic message, Tang Hao and Ah Yin were both startled. They quickly exchanged a glance and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

They were well aware of the immense pressure their son was under and the peril of delivering this message amidst the chaos of war.

For deities to interfere with mortals is strictly prohibited in the divine realm, and even second-level deities are not qualified to transmit information.

Descending to the mortal realm in one's true form? This is an act that seriously violates the ironclad laws of the divine realm. Once discovered by the God of Destruction, whoever it is will be severely punished.

But... looking at this god realm that resembled the end of the world, and thinking of the "Xiao Wu" and "foundation of godhood" that his son had mentioned, what kind of bullshit iron law was that?

Rules are dead, people are alive.

They were originally ascended from the lower realm, and therefore lacked reverence for those restrictive rules.

Tang San has never relied on following the rules to get to where he is today.

A determined glint flashed in Ah Yin's eyes as she nodded slightly to Tang Hao.

Tang Hao took a deep breath, a hint of ruthlessness flashing across his weathered face.

He quietly began to move towards Dai Mubai and the others, while simultaneously sending a brief message to Dai Mubai using their unique, clandestine communication method.

Dai Mubai was watching the battle when he received Tang Hao's message. His eyes narrowed, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face, but it was quickly replaced by understanding.

He believed in Tang Hao, and he trusted Tang Hao.

He immediately relayed the message to Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong.

After a brief moment of surprise and doubt, the comrades who had once shared life and death quickly reached a tacit understanding.

They retreated silently, gradually moving away from the battlefield.

The entire process was completely silent. On the vast battlefield of the divine realm, the movement of a few second-level and third-level gods was like a few waves in the ocean, completely failing to attract the attention of the god kings who were fighting to the death.

The Golden Dragon King is roaring, Ma Hongjun is burning, Chang Gongwei is purifying, and the Sea Dragon is stirring... Who would care about the movements of a few "small shrimps"?

On the battlefield, Tang San, seemingly in a frenzy, forced Ma Hongjun back with a single sword strike, then swept the Asura Demon Sword across, slashing at the onrushing Mad God Lei Xiang.

He caught a glimpse of his parents and companions disappearing successfully at the edge of the battlefield out of the corner of his eye, and felt a slight sense of relief.

Within the Star Sea, the massive sphere of light composed of pure energy and information flow—the core of the Douluo Star Celestial Computer—rippled slightly.

The next instant, Star Soul Hatsune Miku, transformed into a green twin-tailed beauty, projected a top-priority alarm message onto the main screen of Black Tower and Ruan Mei Laboratory.

Almost simultaneously, ripples appeared in the space, and Lu Jingming's figure had already appeared in the laboratory.

His gaze immediately locked onto the crystal-clear real-time image on the screen—six beams of light, imbued with divine might and seemingly capable of tearing apart the heavens, ignoring the barriers of the dimensional planes, fiercely pierced through the clouds, and directly struck a desolate area on the Douluo Continent.

As the beam of light dissipated, six figures exuding powerful auras were revealed: Tang Hao, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and A Yin.

"You're here. See for yourself, your troubles are here."

Black Tower crossed his arms, his delicate face showing a hint of nonchalance, as if the six gods descending on the screen were not six flying insects that had mistakenly entered a laboratory.

For her, the existence of Tang Hao and others was far less attractive than an unsolved mathematical conjecture or a peculiar cosmological constant.

Lu Jingming stared at the six figures on the screen, a knowing smile curving his lips.

"It seems that Tang San has come to his senses. That makes sense. After all, he is a God King. Even if he is blinded by hatred, it is impossible for him to remain inactive after so many changes, such as the death of his daughter, the theft of the Golden Tree, and the emergence of new Sea Gods in Douluo Continent."

He said in a flat tone.

"If he remains unmoved even after all this, I'll start to wonder if losing Xiao Wu has turned him into an idiot."

He paused, then let out a cold, mocking laugh:
"Heh, gods descending to the mortal realm... As expected, so-called rules are only used to bind the weak. For the truly strong, the laws of the divine realm are nothing more than a piece of waste paper that can be torn up at any time."

He saw things very clearly.

The realm of gods is still essentially a world where the strong are respected.

The ironclad rule that deities must not interfere with the lower realms was primarily intended to restrict ordinary deities who ascended from lower planes, thus maintaining the transcendence and stability of the divine realm itself.

However, for the god-king who holds power, the binding force of this so-called iron law is extremely limited.

In the original timeline, if it weren't for the God of Destruction who was stubborn and insisted on the rules, why would Tang San, the Sea God, have needed to be so careful and secretly plot?

He could openly issue a divine decree and directly intervene in the situation on the mainland; who would dare to object? Strength is the ultimate voice.

"Honey, what are you going to do?"

A gentle and affectionate voice rang in Lu Jingming's ear.

Ruan Mei had approached unnoticed, extending her slender hand to gently stroke Lu Jingming's cheek. Her beautiful eyes shone with the light a researcher would have when seeing a rare specimen.

“I’m still missing a few…god-level experimental subjects. Their life structure must be very interesting.” Her tone was extremely natural, as if she were asking for some ordinary experimental equipment, rather than living second-level gods.

"Tsk."

Black Tower, standing to the side, couldn't help but purse his lips, a clear look of displeasure on his face.

This displeasure stemmed from both her best friend Ruan Mei's oblivious and intimate behavior, and from a subtle affection she herself might not have fully understood for Lu Jingming.

Seeing the two of them being so affectionate in front of her made her very unhappy.

Lu Jingming was not surprised by Ruan Mei's request. He took Ruan Mei's hand in return and said in a relaxed tone:
“That’s easy. A second-level god-level guinea pig is indeed a rare and precious material. I will have Heather and Krystal assist your research. They will help you capture one. If necessary, you can also call on Gu Yuena to take action against the gods of the divine realm. She should be interested.”

His words revealed absolute confidence.

For the original forces on the Douluo Continent, a second-level deity is perhaps an unattainable and invincible supreme being.

However, in the face of the unfathomably deep Haiyuan City, god-level combat power has never been a scarce resource.

A thorough assessment of the high-end forces in Haiyuan City.

Jingliu, whose swordsmanship is divine enough to cleave stars; Guyuena, the Silver Dragon King who controls the origin of elements; the Asura God Kelidra; the Sea God Haeseyin; the Black Tower, the Envoy of Wisdom with numerous methods; Huangquan, who walks the path of nothingness and whose blade can sever concepts; and Ishtar, the Ruler of Time… Any one of these individuals possesses the strength to confront or even defeat a second-level deity head-on.

Moreover, there is Wang Qiu'er, who has not yet fully matured but has already inherited the position of the Sea God.

Zhang Lexuan has obtained the position of the Moon Goddess and is about to ascend to godhood.

Even Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong in parallel worlds... these are all forces that Haiyuan City can utilize.

Tang Hao and the others were at most second-level gods. Even if someone had the combat power of a first-level god, in Lu Jingming's eyes, they were just high-quality experimental materials delivered to his door. They had no chance of shaking Haiyuan City in the slightest, and they couldn't even make him feel a little nervous.

Six dazzling divine lights fell like meteors, crashing into a desolate wasteland on the Douluo Continent, stirring up clouds of dust. The powerful divine energy fluctuations caused all living beings within a radius of dozens of miles to tremble and prostrate themselves.

As the light faded, six figures exuding an aura distinct from that of ordinary people became clearly visible.

Leading the group was a burly, resolute-looking middle-aged man with a short beard, wielding a massive Haotian Hammer. His aura was deep and imposing; this was none other than Tang Hao.

Beside him stood a woman in a long blue dress, with a gentle and graceful demeanor and curious eyes—A-Yin.

A little later, there was a man and a woman with outstanding temperament.

The man had long, flowing blond hair, double pupils in his eyes, and a captivating yet majestic aura. A faint aura of a white tiger swirled around him; he was none other than the God of War, Dai Mubai.

The woman next to him was dressed in black, with a hot figure and stunningly beautiful face, yet she exuded a coldness that kept strangers at bay. Her eyes were lazy but sharp. She was Zhu Zhuqing, the Goddess of Speed.

On the other side, a handsome young man with a touch of eccentricity and wit looked around curiously; he was Oscar, the God of Cookery.

Beside him, a woman in a pink dress, as beautiful as an elf and with a noble and graceful demeanor, was holding his arm, her eyes filled with excitement and nostalgia. She was none other than the Nine-Colored Goddess Ning Rongrong.

As their feet firmly touched this land, both familiar and utterly unfamiliar, and they felt the primordial energy of heaven and earth in the air—far thinner than in the divine realm yet imbued with a unique warmth and life—different degrees of感慨 and dazedness appeared on the faces of the six deities.

"It's been... a long time."

Tang Hao's voice was deep and resonant, carrying the weight of years.

He stomped hard on the solid ground beneath his feet, the Haotian Hammer disappeared from his palm, and his gaze swept over the somewhat desolate surroundings, where the outline of the ancient landscape could still be vaguely discerned.

For him, this continent held too many grudges and affections, from the glory and humiliation of the Clear Sky Sect, to his encounter and friendship with Ah Yin, to the life-and-death battle with the Spirit Hall... In the end, they ascended to the God Realm, thinking they would never be able to return in this life.

"Yes, it has been more than twenty years in the God Realm, but ten thousand years have passed in the mortal realm."

Ah Yin sighed softly. As the Blue Silver Emperor, she was most sensitive to the breath of life.

She could sense that the life force of this continent remained the same, but the aura flowing within it was completely different from that of ten thousand years ago, with many traces of cold and efficient "unnatural" creations that she could not understand.

"Wow! Is this the air in Douluo Continent ten thousand years from now? It feels like... the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is much higher than in our time."

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath and sensed that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was more active than in their time.

But the excitement of returning to her homeland made her overlook these details; she looked around excitedly, as if trying to find a familiar shadow in this wasteland.

"How nostalgic! It's been so many years since I've been back. I wonder if our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School... oh no, it should be the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School now, is still around? How is it doing?"

As the former princess of one of the three great sects, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was one of the most important things she cared about.

Despite possessing a higher divine status and eternal life in the realm of gods, her sect remained a constant concern for her.

Dai Mubai was equally moved. He gazed into the distance, his eyes seemingly reflecting the majestic imperial city of the Star Luo Empire.

"Ten thousand years of vicissitudes, things have changed and people are no longer the same. I wonder if the Star Luo Empire still stands on this continent, and whether the bloodline of my Dai family... is still prosperous."

As a direct descendant of the Star Luo royal family and one of the original Shrek Seven Devils, he has extremely deep feelings for his homeland.

The rules of the divine realm are strict. Second-level gods are almost never allowed to descend to the mortal realm without special reasons. He never thought he would have the chance to set foot on the land where he was born again.

Compared to Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong's excitement, Zhu Zhuqing's reaction was much more subdued. She even yawned lazily, her beautiful face showing a hint of lack of interest.
"So what if it is? It probably has nothing to do with us anymore."

She and Dai Mubai stayed together in the realm of gods, but they did not have any children.

Even if the White Tiger lineage still exists, it is only her descendants who share the same bloodline, not her direct descendants.

She wasn't particularly attached to power or family. If it weren't for the sudden changes in the God Realm and Tang San's request, she would have preferred to stay in her own temple in the God Realm, studying those interesting creations called "video games" brought from other planes, rather than getting involved in conflicts.

Oscar put his arm around Ning Rongrong's shoulder and smiled as he tried to smooth things over:
"Don't say that, Zhuqing. After all, this is the place where we were born, grew up, and struggled. It's natural to feel a bit emotional when we set foot on this land again after ten thousand years."

He had long since severed all ties on the Douluo Continent. His family and friends had all turned to dust in history. He had not established any sect or lineage. For him, the lower realm was more about the novelty of revisiting familiar places.

"Who cares what it becomes, at least we're back. I just wonder how the food is now, and if there are any new delicious dishes..."

As the God of Food, he was very interested in whether any new delicacies had been created in the Douluo Continent over the years. (End of Chapter)