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

Lu Jingming didn't take a hard line, but instead tried to appease the Demon Emperor, since the Demon Emperor was a valuable asset and a useful pawn.

She just wanted revenge; grudges and resentments are human nature, and Lu Jingming had no reason to interfere.

Moreover, he wasn't lying; if Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were captured by him, they would only become Ruan Mei's experimental subjects.

Ruan Mei is not a black tower; she is weak-willed, and her values ​​and worldview are different from those of ordinary people.

Even if Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing survive in Ruan Mei's hands, whether it will be good or bad is unknown.

The Demon Queen stepped back a few paces, took a deep breath, and her chest heaved violently.

She didn't look at Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing again, because she was afraid she would lose control.

She turned her head, her sharp gaze shooting towards Huo Yuhao, who was watching the battle from a distance.

"You owe me a favor."

After saying that, she didn't linger for a moment. Her entire body transformed into a dazzling purple lightning bolt, tearing through the sky and disappearing instantly at the edge of the horizon.

The fury contained within that bolt of lightning seemed poised to burn away all the clouds in its path.

Huo Yuhao, watching the receding lightning bolt from afar, wore a helpless, bitter smile.

He knew, of course, that he owed someone a favor.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's initial target was him. In order to fight against the two second-level gods, he requested assistance through the World Serpent's channels.

Whether it was the Demon Emperor who left in anger, the Snow Empress who stood quietly beside Lu Jingming, or even Lu Jingming himself who ended everything, he owed them all a heavy debt of gratitude.

At their level, the debt of gratitude is heavier than any contract, and it will inevitably have to be repaid in some form in the future.

"You'd better watch yourself; your troubles aren't over yet."

Just as Huo Yuhao was lost in thought, Lu Jingming's calm voice rang in his ears.

Huo Yuhao snapped out of his daze, met Lu Jingming's deep red eyes, and nodded solemnly:
"I know, thank you all very much this time. I will remember this favor."

His troubles... are far from over.

If the divine realm and that man were to find out about his affair with Xiao Wu, it would unleash a terrifying storm.

Lu Jingming has already ascended to the position of a god, far ahead of others, while he has not yet completed the final step.

To face the all-consuming rage of the Sea God Tang San, and to protect the most important person in his life, he must become stronger, strong enough to stand on equal footing with that God King.

After all, he not only challenged the authority of the God King, but also violated a man's most fundamental taboo.

Lu Jingming seemed to see through his thoughts, but he didn't say anything, and simply looked away.

For him, Huo Yuhao was an important piece in his plan. The growth of this piece was related to the success of some of his plans, but no matter what his final fate was, it could not shake the foundation of his entire grand blueprint.

Huo Yuhao brought him some fun, but that was all.

He ignored Huo Yuhao, turned around and stepped forward, taking Xue Di's wrist very naturally.

Xue Di's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, a barely perceptible ripple appearing in her icy blue eyes as she obediently allowed him to pull her along.

Immediately, Lu Jingming stretched out his palms towards Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing on the ground.

A soft and holy white light emanated from his palm, enveloping the two of them like flowing water.

Under the glow, their injuries seemed to heal, and their shattered divine armor dissipated into specks of light, revealing ordinary clothing underneath.

Immediately afterwards, the light contracted, forming a translucent and exquisite ball of light about the size of a fist, which quietly fell back into Lu Jingming's hand.

Within the sphere of light, a world of its own seemed to exist, where Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing slept, sealed away by eternal time.

As the god of wisdom and life, after ascending to godhood, the means of creating miniature spaces and sealing life forms were as easy as breathing for him.

After doing all this, he took Xue Di's hand and turned to leave.

"Come on, I'll take you to see the new Sea Abyss City. You haven't been there in a long time, have you?"

His voice softened considerably, as if his previous cold demeanor was merely an illusion.

Xue Di didn't speak, but simply hummed softly. Her long white hair brushed against Lu Jingming's arm in the breeze, and she reached out and took his hand in hers.

With a single step, the space beneath their feet rippled like water, and their figures blurred and became transparent, disappearing from this revitalized land without leaving a trace.

Only when that overwhelming, all-powerful pressure completely disappeared did Huo Yuhao exhale a long breath, and his tense back instantly relaxed.

He then realized that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Lu Jingming put too much pressure on him.

It wasn't oppression in terms of power, but rather an absolute condescension on a higher level of existence, as if mortals were gazing at the stars and, apart from awe, couldn't muster any thought of resistance.

"Phew—they're finally gone!"

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm shouted in an exaggerated voice in Huo Yuhao's sea of ​​consciousness, filled with the relief of surviving a calamity.

"My God, Yuhao, this guy surnamed Lu is terrifying. Although he's an ally now, you have to be careful in the future. This guy... this guy isn't human at all. He's a monster in human skin. No, he's even more terrifying than a monster."

"The big bug is right."

Electrolux's aged and solemn voice slowly rang out, interrupting Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's loud chatter.

"Having just become a god, he was able to defeat the Netherworld White Tiger, who possessed the strength of a first-level god, with such ease. Such a terrifying figure is unheard of even in my world."

Electrolux's tone was filled with deep emotion.

Although he was only a remnant of divine consciousness, with the growing strength of Huo Yuhao's spiritual power and the long-term nurturing of the core of the Herrscher of Consciousness, he had already remembered many things from the past.

The world he lived in had unique rules. Although he did not ascend to godhood, at the height of his power and creation of the demiplane, his combat strength was in no way inferior to any first-level god in the Douluo Continent.

The reason he did not become a god was that he did not want to, not that he could.

Even so, Electrolux silently went through the process countless times in his mind, and the conclusion he came to was always the same.

Even if he were to return to his peak and wield the Tower of Eternity, he would have no chance of defeating Lu Jingming, who was wielding the super artifact Black Abyss White Flower.

"His power is not manifested in divine strength, but in authority and essence."

Electrolux's voice grew increasingly deep, as if he were dissecting an unprecedentedly terrifying existence for his disciple.

“Yuhao, you must remember that kid surnamed Lu is completely different from the gods you know. He has two divine positions, just like Tang San, the Sea God in your world's legends. He is a dual-divine holder.” “But the difference is that Tang San's dual divine positions, the Sea God and the Asura God, cannot be used at the same time. That would be a burden that even a God King cannot bear.”

"But that kid surnamed Lu is different. His two divine positions are not simple. He may be able to use them at the same time. The combined power of the two divine positions is not as simple as one plus one equals two."

"The God of Eternity and Thunder... This is not just about controlling thunder. The word 'eternity' means that he has touched the authority of time, and thunder is even one of the foundations of the world."

"And the other divine position is even more terrifying—the God of Wisdom and Life. 'Wisdom' represents the understanding and analysis of the rules of all things, while 'Life' represents 'creation' from nothing to something."

"You saw it. He could easily reverse the Netherworld White Tiger's divine skills, turning their attacks into life energy to repair the earth. His control over his powers surpasses that of most gods."

"In addition, there is that pair of super artifacts called 'Black Abyss White Flowers'... The power of creation and destruction is combined in one thing. That thing has probably already transcended the category of artifacts."

Every word Electrolux uttered weighed heavily on Huo Yuhao's heart, like a mountain pressing down on him.

He originally thought that by merging with the core of the Law of Consciousness and wielding the power over spirit and illusion, he had embarked on a unique path.

But now it seems that Lu Jingming is on a more powerful path.

"So, Yuhao, you need to speed things up."

Electrolux's tone became extremely serious.

"Your future enemy is not only that God King Tang San, but also this 'ally' beside you. His very existence is the greatest threat to all those who do not obey his order. If you cannot ascend to godhood as soon as possible and develop the power of the Herrscher of Knowledge to its fullest extent, in the future... you may not even have the right to stand upright in front of him."

Huo Yuhao stood silently in place, the evening breeze ruffling his hair.

He listened to everything Electrolux and Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.

Pressure, crisis, shock... all sorts of emotions intertwined, but in the end they did not crush him. Instead, they transformed into an unprecedented driving force, burning fiercely in his chest.

In his mind, Xiao Wu's gentle smile and their baby still in swaddling clothes appeared.

And then there's the soul of his mother, which fell into Tang San's hands.

Yes, he must become stronger.

In order to protect, he must possess the strength to face anything.

If Lu Jingming is the pioneer of a new era, then Huo Yuhao must become one of the strongest figures in this new era.

He took a deep breath, and the last trace of confusion in his eyes disappeared, replaced by determination.

He turned around, not glancing at the vibrant grassland again, and strode away in a direction different from both Lu Jingming and the Demon Emperor.

The northwestern border of the Heavenly Soul Empire.

The continuous mountain ranges, like giant, crouching dragons, shut out the hustle and bustle of civilization.

The mountains here are all strangely precipitous, piercing the clouds, and shrouded in thick, impenetrable mist all year round. If an ordinary person accidentally enters, he will lose his way within half a day and eventually collapse and die from exhaustion in the deep ravines.

This secluded and mysterious place, hidden deep in the clouds, is the place where the Haotian Sect lives in seclusion and lives in anonymity.

Two figures, a man and a woman, ignored the natural barrier that would deter any Soul Master, and walked leisurely along the rugged mountain path.

They did not fly, nor did they use any soul skills; they simply measured this land with their own two feet, as if paying homage or searching for their roots.

The man was tall and imposing, his weathered face etched with fortitude. His long black robe fluttered in the mountain wind, and with each step he took, he seemed to be one with the pulse of the entire mountain range, as steady as a mountain.

He is none other than the Haotian Douluo who once shook an era, and now a god in the God Realm—Tang Hao.

The woman beside him was stunningly beautiful, her long blue dress flowing like a stream, and time had left no trace on her face.

She was barefoot, with several rings of blue silver grass woven into her fair ankles. With each step she took on the hard rock, tiny blue silver grass sprouts would burst forth from the stone beneath her feet, appearing and disappearing as they went.

She is the Blue Silver Emperor of 100,000 years, Tang San's mother, and now also a deity.

“It still tastes the same.”

Tang Hao took a deep breath of the air, which carried the fresh scent of grass and trees and the crisp smell of rocks, his voice low and hoarse.

"For so many years, the mountains and the wind here have remained unchanged."

His eyes held a complex mix of emotions: nostalgia, guilt, and a touch of trepidation at returning home.

This is the homeland he once abandoned, yet which he now yearns for.

Ah Yin gently took his hand, feeling the warmth of life energy emanating from her palm:
"It's good that you're back. This is your home, and it's also San'er's home."

They did not deliberately conceal their whereabouts or scent.

Therefore, when they stepped into the core area of ​​the Haotian Sect's restricted zone, urgent alarm bells immediately rang within the sect.

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

The sound of bells echoed among the mountains, carrying a sense of tension, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The next moment, seven or eight powerful auras soared into the sky, transforming into several streams of light that rushed from the direction of the sect's main hall on the mountaintop. In an instant, they landed a hundred meters in front of Tang Hao and A Yin, blocking their path.

The three leading figures were all elderly men with white hair and beards, their soul power surging powerfully; they were none other than three Title Douluo.

The middle-aged men behind them were at least Contra-level powerhouses.

This is the foundation of the Haotian Sect after it went into seclusion; even after weathering many storms, it is still not to be underestimated.

However, at this moment, these usually dignified sect elders all had a lingering weariness and worry on their faces.

They warily sized up the two people in front of them, and when they realized they couldn't see through each other's abilities at all, their vigilance reached its peak.

"Who goes there? Why do you trespass on the secluded place of my Haotian Sect?"

The elder in the lead asked in a deep voice. He slightly raised his hand, and a huge phantom of the Haotian Hammer appeared behind him. However, he did not make a move immediately because he could feel that the pressure from the two people in front of him was even stronger than when he faced the sect leader.

This is no ordinary person.

As Tang Hao looked at the familiar martial soul, the aloofness in his eyes melted away, replaced by the gentleness of an elder looking at a junior.

He didn't answer, but slowly raised his right hand.

hum-

A hammer, entirely black and of an ancient design, yet seemingly imbued with the weight of the universe, silently appeared in his palm. (End of Chapter)