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

He is the God of War in the God Realm. Even if he is only a second-level god, he is still a prominent figure in the God Realm. How could he be so disrespected by a few juniors from the lower realm who have just become gods?
Do you really think we're made of clay?

The golden divine light surrounding Dai Mubai suddenly surged, and a violent fighting spirit soared into the sky.

"I will ask you about your origins, identities, and purposes after I have crippled you."

Before he could finish speaking, Dai Mubai stomped his foot on the ground.

"Boom——!"

The ground within a radius of a hundred meters collapsed instantly, and the golden power of the God of War erupted like a volcano, forming a white tiger phantom dozens of feet tall behind him.

The white tiger's fur was as if it were made of pure gold, with each hair shimmering with sharp divine patterns. Its eyes burned with raging golden flames, and from its open maw, one could see golden divine flames containing destructive power rolling.

"White Tiger Roars".

Dai Mubai roared, clenched his right fist, and slammed it hard into the ground.

The white tiger phantom moved in sync with the demon emperor, its enormous claws slamming down with a force capable of tearing apart heaven and earth.

The golden shockwave spread like a tsunami, instantly shredding the withered grass on the wasteland. Even the purple lightning in the distant Thunder Canyon was slightly dimmed by this shockwave.

"Hahaha, that's how it should be! Let's fight, and then die!"

Upon seeing this, the Demon Emperor showed no fear, but instead burst into a maniacal laugh.

The core of the Herrscher of Thunder within her body instantly reached its limit, and the energy of the imaginary space surged into her body like a tide. The purple lightning surged to its peak, and a huge phantom of a deep-sea demon whale condensed behind her—that was her true form. The whale's body was hundreds of feet long, and its skin was covered with dark purple scales. Each scale was wrapped with leaping purple lightning, and its pair of whale eyes were like two purple stars, exuding an aura of destruction.

"Thunder Prison descends."

The Demon Emperor spread his arms, and the leaden-gray clouds in the sky were instantly dyed deep purple. Countless purple lightning bolts, as thick as buckets, struck down from the clouds, densely covering an area of ​​several thousand meters in radius.

These lightning bolts were not ordinary lightning, but divine lightning imbued with divine power. After striking the ground, they did not explode, but instead formed a pool of lightning crackling with purple arcs of electricity.

The purple arcs of electricity in the Thunder Pool moved like venomous snakes, and the rocks on the ground sizzled and crackled under the heat of the arcs, quickly corroding into black powder.

As soon as the golden white tiger phantom stepped into the lightning pool, the golden divine patterns on its body began to flicker erratically, and its originally solid body was eroded by the electric arcs until it became slightly transparent.

"Dai Mubai, aren't you the God of War? Come on."

The Demon Emperor's voice echoed above the Thunder Pool, filled with boundless hatred.

Her figure flashed, transforming into a streak of purple lightning, and she plunged directly into the lightning pool.

The purple arcs of electricity in the Thunder Pool instantly converged towards her, condensing into a thunder spear several meters long in her hand—the tip of the spear flashed with dark spatial rifts, a sign of divine power tearing through space.

"Devouring the Thunder Tribulation".

The Demon Emperor, wielding a thunder spear, thrust it fiercely at Dai Mubai.

The phantom of the deep-sea demon whale behind her moved in sync, its huge mouth opening to devour all the surrounding purple lightning, and then spewing out an even more violent purple lightning pillar, which, along with the lightning spear, blasted towards Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai's expression changed. He could sense that although the Demon Emperor's divine power level was lower than his own, he had inexhaustible energy. The lightning pillar just now contained energy comparable to his full-force attack, but the Demon Emperor seemed to have no energy consumption at all. His eyes were still crazed, and the purple lightning was still violent.

"The White Tiger of the War God Domain is destroyed."

Dai Mubai dared not be careless and pushed the God of War Domain to its limit.

A golden domain instantly unfolded, with golden divine flames surging within it. Countless golden tiger-shaped energy phantoms burst forth from the domain, colliding with the purple lightning pillars and spears.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three deafening roars shook the heavens and earth as golden divine flames and purple lightning collided and annihilated violently in the center of the wasteland.

The golden energy shockwave spread outwards, forcing the purple electric arcs in the Thunder Pool to retreat steadily.

The purple lightning was not to be outdone, constantly eroding the golden domain and causing the divine flames at the edge of the domain to dim slightly.

But Dai Mubai's expression grew increasingly grim—his divine power was rapidly depleting; the previous collision had nearly consumed one-tenth of his divine power.

The Demon Emperor, however, acted as if nothing had happened, raising his lightning spear once more, and new purple lightning began to condense in the surrounding lightning pool.

"How is this possible... How can you have so much divine power?"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and said that he could feel that the Demon Emperor's divine power seemed to be inexhaustible. Every attack was launched with all his might, yet he showed no signs of fatigue.

The Demon Emperor sneered but did not reply.

The Herrscher of Thunder core within her body is continuously drawing energy from the imaginary space and converting it into Honkai energy for her use.

Not to mention consuming divine power, even if she unleashed the attack ten times in a row, she wouldn't feel tired at all—that's the advantage of a Herrscher, possessing a perpetual motion machine with infinite energy.

"Take this move, Thunder Punishment to Annihilate the World."

The Demon Emperor made her move again. This time, instead of condensing the lightning spear, she pushed the power of the Herrscher of Thunder to its limit.

The purple clouds in the sky churned violently, and a purple lightning blade that stretched across the sky condensed—this lightning blade was ten times larger than the previous magnetic storm slash, and its blade was covered with pitch-black spatial rifts, exuding a power that was enough to annihilate everything.

The lightning blade slowly descended, tearing space apart wherever it passed, and even disrupting the rules of heaven and earth.

Dai Mubai's pupils suddenly contracted. He knew he couldn't dodge this attack and could only take it head-on.

"The White Tiger's true form is possessed by the God of War."

Dai Mubai roared, his body swelled up, and he transformed into a white tiger war god ten feet tall.

His skin was covered in golden divine armor, and a golden battle blade materialized in his hand, burning with blazing golden divine flames.

He poured all his divine power into his battle blade and slashed fiercely at the falling purple lightning blade.

"boom--!!!"

The golden battle blade clashed with the purple lightning blade, but instead of a deafening roar, a brief silence ensued.

Subsequently, a devastating energy shockwave spread wildly outwards from the point of impact.

The earth on the wasteland was directly ripped away, exposing rock layers hundreds of meters underground.

The distant Thunder Canyon was completely flattened by the shockwave, and the purple lightning in the canyon instantly dissipated.

Even the clouds above were torn apart by the shockwave, revealing a huge hole in the azure sky behind them.

Dai Mubai was forced back by the shockwave, and dense cracks appeared on his golden divine armor. A mouthful of golden divine blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

His divine power had been depleted by 70%, and his breathing had become somewhat disordered.

The Demon Emperor was only knocked back a few steps by the shockwave, but the purple lightning on his body remained violent.

The Herrscher core within her body activated once more, and the energy of the imaginary space surged into her body, instantly replenishing all the energy she had just consumed.

"It's not over yet."

The Demon Emperor sneered and transformed into a streak of purple lightning once more, charging towards Dai Mubai—she intended to press her advantage and utterly crush this lackey of the Sea God. At the same time, the Snow Empress stopped Lu Jingming, who was about to make his move.

Her fingertips gently pressed against Lu Jingming's arm, her icy blue eyes gleaming with excitement:
"She's in my hands now, so you can see what I'm capable of."

Before Lu Jingming could answer, Xue Di's figure had already transformed into a streak of ice-blue light and appeared in front of Zhu Zhuqing in an instant.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression was extremely solemn.

Dai Mubai was at a disadvantage in his battle against the Demon Emperor, so the Snow Empress must be a formidable opponent as well.

"You're fast, but it's useless against my ice and snow."

Xue Di's voice was clear and cold, yet carried a hint of confidence.

She stretched out her right hand, and icy blue divine power condensed in her palm, slowly forming a three-meter-long ice sword.

The blade of the ice sword was covered with snowflake-like patterns, each pattern shimmering with a cold light, and tiny ice crystals had begun to condense in the space around the blade.

"The Emperor's Sword of Ice is unmatched!"

With a gentle wave of her ice sword, the Snow Emperor unleashed a long, icy blue blade, dozens of feet long.

Wherever the sword blade passed, the air was instantly frozen, forming a crystal-clear ice path, with tiny ice flowers condensing on it.

Zhu Zhuqing's pupils suddenly contracted, and she instantly pushed her speed divine power to its limit, leaving a trail of afterimages as she tried to teleport behind Xue Di.

But just as her body was about to merge into the space, the surrounding space suddenly became viscous.

Countless tiny ice crystals condensed from the space, binding her body like chains and momentarily slowing down her teleportation.

The moment Zhu Zhuqing's teleportation was delayed by Xue Di's ice crystals, alarm bells rang in her mind.

She immediately abandoned the spatial jump, her figure transforming into hundreds of shadowy figures that scattered in all directions—this was the God of Speed's life-saving technique, the Hundred Shadows of the Netherworld, each shadow imbued with a portion of her divine consciousness, enough to confuse most targets.

However, Xue Di's icy blue eyes remained completely unmoved.

She simply raised her left hand slightly, her fingers loosely clenched.

"Frozen Divine Realm".

The moment the clear, cold voice rang out, a ring of icy blue light silently spread out from Xue Di's center.

Wherever the halo passed, time seemed to slow down—no, not time, but the speed of all particles in space was forcibly reduced.

That was a terrifyingly low temperature, close to absolute zero.

The halo stopped spreading to a radius of one kilometer, but within that one kilometer, it had become an absolute domain completely dominated by the laws of ice and snow.

What fell from the sky were not snowflakes, but countless tiny, hexagonal ice crystals shimmering with icy blue divine patterns.

The ground was covered with a layer of crystal-clear, millennia-old ice, tens of meters thick, and the rock textures frozen instantly could be seen beneath the ice.

Zhu Zhuqing's hundreds of shadowy figures froze simultaneously in this extremely cold domain.

Each shadow was quickly covered with frost, and its movements became sluggish and clumsy.

Even more terrifying is that those ice crystals are not simply frozen at low temperatures, but contain the divine power and rules of the Ice Goddess—they are eroding and assimilating all the energy structures they come into contact with.

"Got you."

Xue Di's gaze was fixed on one of the hundreds of shadows.

The frost on that shadow was spreading much slower than the others, and it was still struggling slightly under the erosion of the ice crystals.

Zhu Zhuqing was horrified.

Each of her Netherworld Shadows should be completely identical, so how could the opponent lock onto her true form instantly?

Unless... the moment this icy domain spread, it had already completed monitoring of all energy flows within it.

"Emperor's Palm - Great Cold with No Snow".

Xue Di slowly extended her right hand, the movement as gentle as caressing a flower petal.

There was no howling wind and snow, no rushing cold current.

But in the space in front of her palm, a strange phenomenon occurred—all the light began to bend and dim, as if that space itself was dying.

That is the absolute zero realm, where the temperature is so low that even the movement of photons is restricted.

At the critical moment, Zhu Zhuqing's true form broke free from the frost's restraints. With the full power of the God of Speed, she transformed into an almost invisible black thread, moving three hundred meters horizontally in a fraction of a second.

However, the space where she had just stood was frozen.

It wasn't frozen, but a far more terrifying phenomenon—the ten-meter-diameter area of ​​space transformed into a completely dark, absolute vacuum sphere.

Inside the sphere, time nearly stands still, all molecular motion approaches zero, and even the spatial structure becomes extremely fragile due to the extreme low temperature.

At the edge of the sphere, air, dust, light, and all matter solidify into a strange state between solid and energy the instant they touch the sphere's wall. Then, like shattered glass, they peel off piece by piece, dissipating into the most basic energy particles.

Zhu Zhuqing's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

If she had been hit head-on by that palm strike, even as a second-level deity, her divine body would likely have suffered permanent damage.

"They escaped very quickly."

The Snow Empress's voice remained calm. She slowly turned around, her ice-blue dress blooming like a lotus flower in the icy landscape.

"But in this field, does your speed matter?"

She gently raised her right hand, and an ice sword condensed in her palm.

The sword is no longer a physical object, but a blade of light formed from the pure laws of ice and snow. Wherever the sword's edge points, space automatically condenses into an icy blue trajectory.

The Snow Emperor raised her sword and then gently slashed down.

There was no sword energy crisscrossing, but Zhu Zhuqing still felt a chill run down her spine—the temperature within a kilometer radius around her dropped by three orders of magnitude in an instant.

The clouds in the sky froze directly into a huge ice sheet, hanging thousands of meters in the air.

The thickness of the ice layer on the ground increased again, and a "crackling" sound came from deep within the ice layer as rocks were torn apart by the extreme cold.

The most terrifying thing is that every molecule in the air is turning into a solid state—oxygen, nitrogen, and even free energy particles are beginning to condense into pale blue crystals visible to the naked eye, slowly falling like snowflakes.

This is a permanent transformation of the battlefield environment.

Zhu Zhuqing's speed was fatally limited in this near-absolute zero zone. (End of Chapter)