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

"It seems you've done your intelligence work, which saves me the trouble of introducing myself."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, the cold light in Tang Hao's eyes intensified.

"It's fine if it's you."

He snorted coldly and said no more nonsense.

The Haotian Hammer, heavy as a mountain and pitch black, appeared in his palm with a hum. Dark red divine power surged around him like flames, and the terrifying pressure belonging to a god was released, causing the surrounding clouds to churn and churn.

"Where are Mu Bai and Zhu Qing? Hand them over."

"Oh, so you came for the God of Speed ​​and the God of War."

Lu Jingming seemed completely oblivious to the overwhelming pressure that could crush mountains; his smile remained unchanged, only now tinged with amusement.

"Don't worry, they're not dead yet."

He said slowly.

"After all, they were gods who descended from the divine realm. They were very precious experimental subjects with great research value. It's such a pity that they died like this."

"What do you mean?!"

Ning Rongrong's face turned deathly pale when she heard the words "experimental material" and "research value".

She recalled some records from other planes that she had come across by chance when she was in the realm of gods.

Among those records are some crazy scientists who had no respect for life. They would treat powerful and special life forms as lab rats and conduct all sorts of cruel and ethical experiments on them.

Dissection, genetic modification, soul slices... a series of terrifying words uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

Could it be that Boss Dai and Zhu Qing...

The thought sent chills down her spine, and a shiver of dread from the depths of her soul instantly spread throughout her body.

Oscar thought of the same thing, and he clenched his fists, his face so dark it could drip water.

The Shrek Seven Devils were like brothers, and he couldn't imagine the inhuman torture that Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were suffering.

Do you know what you're doing?!

Ah Yin, who had been silent all along, finally erupted at this moment.

Her usually gentle and kind face was now covered in frost, and her voice was sharp with extreme anger.

"Such insults to the gods, treating them as mere playthings, do you wish to anger the divine realm and become an enemy of the entire divine realm?"

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing are her juniors, Tang San's siblings. They came to this perilous lower realm to help Tang San find the missing Xiao Wu.

Now, because of this friendship, they have met a tragic end, being captured alive by the enemy and possibly becoming experimental subjects.

This instantly replaced her loving heart as an elder with a raging fire of anger.

"Spirit world?"

Upon hearing this word, Lu Jingming couldn't help but chuckle, his laughter filled with undisguised mockery.

"The divine realm must be too busy to deal with its own problems right now, otherwise it wouldn't have sent just a few second-level gods like you to solve the troubles in the lower realm."

He looked at Ah Yin and said with a playful smile:
"After all, shouldn't the Sea God Tang San be the most anxious to find your missing daughter-in-law, Xiao Wu?"

How did he know Xiao Wu?!
How did he know about the internal turmoil within the divine realm?!
Lu Jingming's casual remark struck the four of them like a thunderclap.

"Xiao Wu?!"

Ning Rongrong didn't have time to think about how the other party knew the inside story of the God Realm, and immediately asked urgently.

"How did you know we were looking for Xiaowu? Have you seen her? Where is she?!"

This concerned Xiao Wu's situation, so she couldn't help but be nervous.

"Of course I've seen it."

Looking at their anxious yet wary expressions, Lu Jingming's smile grew even brighter.

"Alas, although you have come with such strong hostility, I am always a very hospitable person."

He sighed with feigned regret, then changed the subject, speaking in a lighthearted and cheerful tone, as if sharing an amusing anecdote:

“I’ve not only met her, but I also know that she’s doing very well now. Oh, and by the way, she’s given birth to another son for your high and mighty God-King. He lost his daughter, but he still has a son.”

"But this son might not be his biological child. Poor God King, he was actually cuckolded."

Lu Jingming smiled happily; it was a genuine, pure, and unadulterated joy.

He enjoyed watching these self-proclaimed noble deities break down and lose their composure when they heard the cruelest truth.

"What...nonsense...are...you...talking...about...what?!"

Tang Hao's mind went blank.

The moment he heard the words "green hat," all his reason and ability to think were consumed by a furious rage capable of scorching the heavens and boiling the seas.

That was Tang Hao's daughter-in-law.

She was the beloved whom his son Tang San protected and resurrected with his life.

Now, this man before me is using such frivolous and insulting words to defile this sacred feeling.

"what--!!!"

Tang Hao let out a roar filled with violence and murderous intent.

His eyes instantly turned blood red, veins bulged on his face, and his bulging muscles strained his robes to the point of tearing them apart.

He didn't say another word. All his anger, humiliation, and killing intent were concentrated on the Haotian Hammer in his hand.

"Die to me!!!"

He swung the Haotian Hammer.

The black giant hammer swelled in size the instant it was swung out, transforming in the blink of an eye into a massive, hundred-meter-long, seemingly sky-covering demonic hammer.

On the hammer, dark red divine power intertwined with the blood-red baleful aura of the God of Slaughter domain, condensing into ferocious, roaring ghost and god patterns.

This attack was a full-force strike by Tang Hao, the god, unleashed in extreme rage, without reservation.

He even performed beyond expectations, showing a breakthrough in his abilities.

Wherever the giant hammer passed, the space groaned in agony, the compressed air forming visible white shockwaves, and even fine, dark spatial cracks appeared in front of the hammerhead.

Faced with this terrifying blow that could level a mountain range, Lu Jingming's smile remained unchanged.

He simply and casually raised his right hand.

With a simple gesture, he raised his hand, using his fair, slender, and even somewhat frail palm to meet the earth-shattering giant hammer.

next second.

Before the horrified eyes of Tang Hao, A Yin, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar, the hundred-meter-long giant hammer slammed heavily onto Lu Jingming's seemingly tiny palm.

then……

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

There was no earth-shattering shockwave. Not even a sound.

The giant hammer, which contained all of Tang Hao's divine power and rage, seemed to smash into nothingness the moment it touched Lu Jingming's palm.

All the power, all the divine power, all the killing intent were silently devoured, decomposed, and turned into nothingness in that 0.001 second.

The 100-meter-long hammer dissipated inch by inch, starting from the hammerhead, at a speed visible to the naked eye. It did not shatter, but rather, like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser, it transformed into the most basic energy particles and returned to silence.

In a mere second, that imposing giant hammer vanished completely.

Lu Jingming remained suspended in place, his right hand still raised, and his face still bearing that gentle smile, as if nothing had happened.

There was deathly silence between heaven and earth.

Tang Hao remained frozen in place, still swinging his hammer. The anger in his bloodshot eyes was visibly fading, replaced by shock and...fear.

He knew better than anyone how terrifying the power of his attack had been.

But that force was like a drop of water falling into the ocean, without even a ripple.

He felt no counterforce, no energy clash; he only felt his own power, the instant it touched the other's palm, completely severed from his own, erased from the level of existence by an incomprehensible, irresistible, higher-dimensional law.

"Well, it's normal for you to be angry."

Lu Jingming slowly lowered his hand, as if he had done something insignificant. He looked at the distraught Tang Hao, and his tone even carried a hint of understanding.

"After all, I may not have been very tactful, but... that's the truth."

He wasn't angry, after all, he was the one who provoked him, and Tang Hao's move was entirely within his expectations.

And this result was exactly what he had expected.

"Seeing is believing, words are not enough."

Lu Jingming decided to add the final straw to their fragile nerves.

He wanted to kill him by destroying his spirit.

"Let you see for yourselves."

He smiled and snapped his fingers crisply.

"Snapped."

With that snap of his fingers, the space around him rippled outwards like the surface of water after a pebble has been thrown in.

Immediately afterwards, a huge and clear projection screen composed of pure light particles suddenly unfolded in the void.

The screen's border shimmered with a pale blue light, exuding a technological feel that was ahead of its time. This contrasted sharply and absurdly with the classical and sacred aura emanating from the four people.

Tang Hao and his three companions instinctively took a step back, staring warily at the screen that had appeared out of nowhere.

The scene of Lu Jingming effortlessly taking Tang Hao's full-force attack had completely overturned their understanding, making them realize that the strength of the man in front of them was beyond their comprehension.

Tang Hao, in particular, knew best how terrifying Lu Jingming was.

Although he does not hold a divine position, he has spent so many years in the God Realm with the help of Tang San, the God King. His resources and understanding of the laws are far superior to those of other gods.

His true combat strength has long been firmly established at the level of a second-tier god.

But his all-out attack, which he had just unleashed without holding back, couldn't even budge his opponent by the slightest.

This feeling was even more powerless and desperate than when he faced the Angel God of the Spirit Hall back when he was still a mortal.

What kind of monster is this Lu Jingming?

On the light screen, the images were as clear as reality.

It was a secluded and scenic valley.

The camera first pans across a clear lake, where a young couple is sparring. The man is valiant and the woman is agile; they are none other than Beibei and Tang Ya.

The scene shifts, the camera travels through a lush forest path, and finally settles on a cozy and elegant wooden house nestled against the mountain and beside the water.

The scene in front of the wooden house was like a giant hammer, slamming into the hearts of Tang Hao, A Yin, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar.

A soft, plush carpet was laid on the lawn outside the cabin.

A child who looks no more than a year old, with delicate features and an incredibly cute appearance, is sitting on the carpet, babbling and playing with a toy in his hand.

Beside the carpet, a figure they knew so well they were etched into their very being—Xiao Wu—was nestled tenderly and happily in the arms of a stranger.

The man had black hair and black eyes, a handsome face, and a faint gloom between his brows, but the way he looked at Xiaowu and the child was full of undisguised doting and love.

Xiao Wu's profile was bathed in the warm sunlight, but her once lively eyes, full of love for Tang San, were now fixed on another man.

She even adjusted her posture to lean more comfortably in the man's arms, a serene smile on her lips.

Warm, harmonious, and joyful.

This is clearly a picture of the most standard and happiest family of three.

"This...how...is this possible?"

Ning Rongrong gasped in disbelief, instinctively covering her mouth tightly to prevent herself from screaming.

Those beautiful eyes widened in shock.

Her mind went blank.

How could that be? That's Xiao Wu!

It was for Xiao Wu, who was willing to sacrifice her life for her third brother, and who was willing to strip away her soul bones and fight against the whole world for her sake.

Their love is a legend that moves the entire divine realm, and it is the most sacred bond in the hearts of all the Shrek Seven Devils.

But now, what did she see?
Xiao Wu was nestled in another man's arms, with a child beside her... Whose child was it?

The thought felt like a curse, chilling her to the bone.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could Xiao Wu betray Tang San?"

Oscar also cried out in disbelief, his handsome face drained of color and filled with disbelief.

No one knows better than their companions who have been with them all along that Tang San and Xiao Wu's feelings have long transcended life and death and have become one with each other's souls.

Betrayal? Using that word to describe them is itself a form of blasphemy.

"It's fake...it must be fake..."

Oscar muttered to himself, unable to convince even himself.

The footage was so realistic that even the sunlight and dust clinging to Xiao Wu's hair were clearly visible.

Tang Hao, on the other hand, seemed to have been struck by a divine lightning bolt from head to toe, and his entire body froze on the spot.

He didn't gasp or roar; he just stared intently at the glaring scene on the screen.

Those tiger eyes, which were always full of domineering power and majesty, were now empty and blood red.

In his mind, only one thought echoed frantically and repeatedly, like the most malevolent demonic chant. (End of Chapter)