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

Tang Hao let out a roar and suddenly stood up from the ground.

His injuries healed at a visible speed under the combined effects of Oscar's sausage and Ning Rongrong's divine light.

The tattered robe was completely shattered by the violent divine power, revealing a bronze-colored, robust body that looked as if it had been cast from steel.

An aura several times more terrifying than his previous peak erupted from his body.

If Tang Hao was a volcano about to erupt before, then now he is a star about to explode.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Tang Hao said "good" three times in a row, feeling the unprecedented, almost overflowing explosive power within his body. His tiger eyes once again burned with fierce fighting spirit and rage.

"Rongrong, Xiao Ao, well done! I'll smash them."

Having rallied and surged to the level of a first-tier god, Tang Hao and A Yin launched another fierce attack on Wang Qiu'er and Zhang Lexuan.

This time, the balance of power shifted instantly.

"Blue Silver Realm: All Things in the Universe".

A Yin shouted, and behind her, countless blue silver vines shimmering with nine-colored halos shot into the sky, blotting out the sun and transforming into a boundless sea of ​​vines that swept towards Zhang Lexuan.

Each vine is like a giant python, not only incredibly tough, but also possessing a powerful life-devouring and divine-power-binding effect.

Zhang Lexuan's expression changed. She immediately activated the power of the Moon Goddess, and the Bow of Artemis shone brightly. Arrows of cold moonlight shot out, attempting to freeze and sever the vines.

However, this time, her lunar power seemed to have met its match.

The vines that had been blessed by the nine-colored divine light developed a strong resistance to her moonlight power.

The moonlight arrows struck it, leaving only a thin layer of white frost, which was quickly dispelled by the immense vitality within the vines.

However, in the blink of an eye, Zhang Lexuan was completely engulfed by the endless vines and was caught in a bitter battle of passive defense.

Although she could barely maintain the Moonlight Shield to keep the vines away, her divine power was being consumed at a rate several times faster than before.

She was, after all, a newly ascended deity, and her experience in using divine power and combat was far inferior to that of a seasoned powerhouse like Ah Yin, who had weathered countless storms.

After Ah Yin's strength was forcibly elevated to the level of a first-level god, this gap was magnified infinitely.

On the other side, the battle between Tang Hao and Wang Qiu'er was even more direct and explosive.

"The Great Sumeru Hammer."

Tang Hao roared, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand shone with black light. Nine illusory soul ring phantoms appeared around him and then detonated one after another in an instant.

This was his strongest technique before he became a god, and now, powered by the divine power of a first-level god, its power is far greater than before.

Each explosion doubled the power of the Haotian Hammer in his hand. After the nine rings shattered, a pure destructive force, powerful enough to collapse space itself, had condensed on the black giant hammer.

"Break it for me."

Tang Hao swung his hammer with unparalleled force, without any fancy moves, just the ultimate power.

Wang Qiu'er's expression was solemn. She could feel the terrifying power contained in this hammer blow, which was beyond what she could easily handle.

She also pushed the power of the Sea God to its limit, and the Golden Dragon Spear let out a high-pitched dragon roar. She and the spear became one, transforming into a golden divine dragon, which met the black giant hammer.

"boom--!!!!!"

It was another earth-shattering collision.

But this time, the result was completely different.

The golden dragon let out a mournful cry the moment it made contact with the black giant hammer. The terrifying power emanating from the tip of the spear caused Wang Qiu'er's body to tremble violently, and she uncontrollably spat out a mouthful of golden divine blood.

She flew backward like a kite with a broken string, almost dropping the golden dragon spear from her hand.

She lost because of sheer power.

Wang Qiu'er and Zhang Lexuan had only recently broken through to the god level. Although they had the blessing of godhood and the chaotic energy bestowed by Lu Jingming that laid a solid foundation, their experience in divine combat was almost zero.

When facing seasoned powerhouses like Tang Hao and A Yin, their disadvantages immediately became apparent after their strength was forcibly raised to the same level or even higher.

They possess immense divine power and magical artifacts, yet they cannot utilize every ounce of that power to its fullest potential like their opponent.

With Wang Qiu'er severely injured by a single blow and Zhang Lexuan trapped by endless vines in imminent danger, the battle seemed to have come to an end.

However, at this moment.

A melodious, beautiful, and otherworldly song suddenly rang out above the battlefield filled with violent energy.

The song had no lyrics, only a melodious and pleasant tune.

Unlike Ning Rongrong's Nine-Colored Divine Light, which was full of strong amplification intent, it was like a gentle spring breeze and a ray of warm sunshine, silently brushing over the hearts of everyone present.

The moment the song began, Zhang Lexuan, who was struggling against the vines, and Wang Qiu'er, who had just regained her balance but was still breathing heavily, both felt a jolt throughout their bodies.

They felt that the divine power within them, which had become somewhat chaotic and uncontrollable due to the fierce battle, began to automatically become harmonious, orderly, and smooth under the soothing influence of the song, as if it had found the tuning strings of a tuner.

The awkwardness and waste in energy utilization that were originally caused by lack of experience were forcibly corrected by an invisible force at this moment.

Wang Qiu'er felt a connection between herself and the Golden Dragon Spear in her hand that was clearer than ever before; she could even hear the spear spirit's joyful exuberance.

Zhang Lexuan also felt that her control over the power of the moonlight had instantly improved to a higher level, and the divine patterns on the Bow of Artemis seemed to have become even brighter.

This is a type of tuning called harmonic tuning.

It doesn't directly increase your strength, but rather allows you to utilize your existing strength at 120% or even 200% efficiency.

A figure quietly appeared beside Lu Jingming, who was watching the battle with a relaxed air.

She wore a pure white evening gown, her long, silvery-purple hair flowing like a galaxy, and a holy and gentle smile on her face; she was none other than the robin.

She didn't look at the battlefield, but focused intently on Lu Jingming, singing softly as if everything in the world was just the background for her singing for her beloved.

Amplified by the robin's harmonious song, Wang Qiu'er and Zhang Lexuan's momentum surged once again in an incredible way.

"Moon Goddess's Judgment - Silent Radiance".

Zhang Lexuan gave a clear shout, and the Bow of Artemis in her hand was fully drawn. An arrow, no longer moon-white, but a deep, jet-black color, condensed and took shape.

There was no light on the arrow, only an absolute silence that could devour all light.

She fired an arrow, the black arrow silently merging into the void. The next moment, in the center of Ah Yin's sea of ​​vines, a black moon appeared out of thin air and exploded with a deafening roar. A deathly black halo spread outwards.

Wherever the halo passed, all the incredibly resilient Blue Silver Emperor Vines, blessed by the Nine-Colored Divine Light, instantly lost all their vitality, turning into dust like rotten wood weathered for millions of years.

This arrow cleared a huge blank space in Ah Yin's territory.

On the other side, Wang Qiu'er, guided by the rhythm of the song, instantly entered a mysterious state of oneness with her weapon.

She watched as Tang Hao swung his Clear Sky Hammer at her again, her eyes becoming incredibly calm and focused.

“I have transcended the aimless drifting and the raging torrents.”

She whispered softly, and the golden dragon spear in her hand no longer clashed violently, but instead drew an incomparably mysterious arc.

"The vast ocean flows back to its source."

The spear tip struck a tiny, insignificant point on the side of the Haotian Hammer at an incredible angle.

Tang Hao's terrifying power, capable of shattering mountains, was like a flood finding an outlet the moment it touched the tip of the spear. It involuntarily followed the direction guided by the spear and slammed into the open space beside him.

"boom--!!!"

Once again, a bottomless crater was smashed into the earth.

Tang Hao himself, due to using too much force and then having his strength instantly dissipated, lost his divine power balance, staggered, and revealed a huge flaw.

Wang Qiu'er seized the opportunity, her spear flashing like a dragon, piercing Tang Hao's shoulder blade. The violent power of the Sea God erupted, pinning him firmly to the ground.

The situation has been reversed once again, and for the last time.

This time, it was a crushing, unsurprising defeat.

"How is that possible?! How could anyone's support abilities surpass Rongrong's?!"

Oscar, watching this unbelievable scene from afar, was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He couldn't understand.

Ning Rongrong's Nine-Colored Goddess is recognized as the pinnacle of support-type characters in the divine realm, with its amplification effect being domineering and direct.

But the singing girl who suddenly appeared on the other side had a support method that was unheard of and unseen before.

It's not just a simple accumulation of power; it's a higher level of optimization and harmonization of the concept of combat itself.

Ning Rongrong herself was also deathly pale.

The moment the robin's song began, she felt an unprecedented suppression from some kind of force.

The nine-colored divine power she had infused into Tang Hao and A Yin was becoming difficult to circulate, as if it were being forcibly interfered with by an invisible force, and was no longer in harmony.

The divine power link between her and the person she was assisting also showed a slight, unstable fluctuation.

Her support abilities were significantly diminished by the influence of the other person's singing.

Ning Rongrong even had an incredibly absurd yet incredibly real feeling—if the girl singing opposite her were a little stronger, or if her singing were a little more focused, then her proud Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda would probably lose all its support abilities and be unable to amplify anyone's power.

The opposing team was not only assisting Zhang Lexuan and Wang Qiu'er, but also had the spare capacity to interfere with and suppress her, the enemy's support.

This... this is no longer a matter of the strength of support abilities.

This is a dimensional reduction attack.

With the robin's heavenly song, imbued with the power of harmony, the entire battlefield situation underwent a fundamental reversal.

Wang Qiu'er and Zhang Lexuan, these two newly ascended deities who had just entered the divine realm, seemed to have reached an unprecedented and perfect resonance with the divine artifacts in their hands and the divine laws they wielded.

Every movement of divine power was perfectly timed, every attack angle was exquisite, and every bit of power achieved an effect that exceeded its own limits.

The awkwardness and flaws that were originally apparent due to a lack of combat experience were completely smoothed out under the robin's tuning.

"How could this be... my growth rate... being suppressed?"

Ning Rongrong, who was far away, was as pale as a sheet. She could clearly feel that the nine-colored divine power link between herself, Tang Hao, and A Yin was being interfered with by an invisible, higher-level harmonious power.

That force wasn't forcibly severing her connection, but rather persuading the amplified divine power she possessed to become less obedient.

As a result of this shift, Tang Hao and A Yin, who had been forcibly elevated to the threshold of first-level gods, began to experience unstable declines in their strength.

"Uncle Hao, Aunt Yin."

Ning Rongrong anxiously urged her divine power to try to stabilize her support, but the all-pervasive singing, like a gentle spring breeze, made her efforts have little effect.

On the battlefield, Wang Qiu'er and Zhang Lexuan seized the opportunity and beat the drowning dog.

Wang Qiu'er's Golden Dragon Spear was like a golden lightning bolt, instantly breaking through all of Tang Hao's defenses, and the spear tip slammed heavily into his chest.

"puff--!"

Tang Hao was struck as if by lightning. The divine power shield on his chest shattered like paper, and his sternum, which was harder than divine iron, emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

He was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily to the ground and carving a deep trench hundreds of meters long. He coughed up blood and his aura instantly weakened to the extreme.

On the other side, Zhang Lexuan had completely taken control of the battle.

Her figure floated gracefully amidst the swirling snow, and with each draw of the Bow of Artemis in her hand, several arrows imbued with the power of the extinguishing moonlight would be released.

These arrows drew graceful arcs in the air, blocking all of Ah Yin's escape routes from all directions.

Forced into a corner, Ah Yin had no choice but to shrink all the Blue Silver Emperor vines, creating layers of defense around her.

But under the corrosive power of the moonlight, which can freeze the soul and extinguish life, her vine defenses are withering and decaying at a visible speed.

Finally, with Zhang Lexuan's final strike, a jet-black arrow, seemingly capable of devouring all light, silently pierced through Ah Yin's last defense, precisely penetrating her shoulder blade.

A burst of black, annihilating divine power erupted, and Ah Yin let out a muffled groan as half of her body was instantly frozen by the icy power of the moonlight. Her divine power flow completely ceased, and she fell helplessly from the sky.

lost.

With the incredible assistance of the robin, Tang Hao and Ah Yin, two veteran powerhouses who had been forcibly elevated to the threshold of first-level gods, were defeated decisively.

Seeing Tang Hao and Ah Yin lying on the ground, Ning Rongrong's eyes showed anxiety. (End of this chapter)