Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit

Chapter 344 Xue Qing: "Quack! Butterfly, how did you die too? QAQ"

"Father………"

The familiar scent emanating from the newcomer, and the warm embrace that made one reluctant to leave, all revealed the other person's identity.

The one embracing him at this moment, giving him divine guidance, is his own father, or rather, his future father—the supreme being, the Lord of Spirit above all things.

Butterfly tried to observe her father through her mental power, but all she saw was a warm and vast light, within which she could vaguely see a majestic figure.

That figure should have instilled fear in all living beings, but Xia Die felt it was even more refreshing than the morning sun in spring.

That warmth didn't last long; that majestic will gradually faded, and in the dim light, Butterfly seemed to see that majestic figure carrying an unknown figure in his hand.

The unknown figure was somewhat difficult to describe; perhaps what could be called a face revealed an expression that could only be perfectly cosplayed after being brutally elbowed by the Mamba for twenty-four hours.

After everything disappeared, the divine decree was engraved on Xiaodie's spiritual sea, and anyone who wanted to peek into it would face the majesty of life and death.

This oracle was originally a curse, a curse from the universe against life with the potential for dimensional ascension.

Like the Dragon God of yesteryear, he was only one step away from ascending to a higher dimension, but there was absolutely no way he could take that step. The universe would never allow life to ascend to a higher dimension.

The same was true for Xia Die. The universe hoped to bind her firmly to the underworld, making her obediently become the lord of the underworld and reshape the cycle of reincarnation.

She was not allowed to return to the mortal world, but instead ascended to the higher dimension through death and life.

Of course, the Lord of the Spirit would never allow a mere cosmic will, which is merely driven by instinct, to interfere with the future of his child. The Lord of the Spirit is here now, was here then, and will be here forever.

If you want to give such a divine decree to Xia Die, you should have the fully realized Creator God and the God of Divine Retribution, Austin Griffin, this ill-fated couple, come together.

As consciousness returned to the outside world, the once cold and dark river transformed into a gilded hot spring, its warm aura dispelling the wear and tear and exhaustion of all souls.

Laughter erupted in the land of death, leaving the Netherworld Butterfly stunned. It poked its head out from its soul ring, looking bewildered at the drastically changed boundary between life and death.

"Is this... is this still the border area?"

"It's so heartwarming."

Countless sparks of souls, flowing from reality, drift to this place and eagerly plunge into the warm river, shedding the cruelty of reality in its boundless warmth and embracing the tenderness of death.

Looking at the scene before her, Xia Die smiled faintly on her indifferent and ethereal face. It seemed that she could indeed do something for these wandering souls.

"Next, we'll head to the underworld."

"Your Excellency, may I now step into this long river?"

The Netherworld Butterfly nodded blankly.

"can."

There's no need to overthink it; in the eyes of those souls, Xia Die is the only sun in the underworld, helping them shed their coldness and embrace warmth.

There could be no more souls disrespecting Xia Die in this long river. Even if there were, countless souls would tear them to shreds before they could even get close to Xia Die.

"elder sister!"

"Leave the rest to me!"

"I'll take you to the underworld."

Bolysia's voice echoed in Xia Die's mind. Xia Die nodded and summoned her martial spirit.

A pair of enormous purple dragon claws tore open an unknown purple spatial rift, and the majestic dragon body stretched freely above the long river before flying to Xia Die's side and affectionately nuzzling her cheek with its dragon head.

The Butterfly embraced the dragon's head of Polycia, gently stroking it with a smile. The Butterfly of the Underworld was no longer concerned about this giant dragon. It was now a butterfly that had seen all kinds of things, and it wouldn't be surprised if its boss suddenly ascended to godhood in the next moment.

Anyway, I've already gotten on board and gone all in, this round is like Qin Shi Huang dancing and touching an electric wire—winning by spinning around.

"Sister, come up here."

"Let's go!"

Polycia lowered her head and let the butterfly climb onto the dragon's head. After confirming that her sister was seated properly, she flapped her wings and the entire dragon began to move along the long river toward the deepest part of the river.

The airflow generated by the flight disturbed the surface of the golden river below, leaving ripples in layers.

Countless souls, their bodies dyed golden by the long river, watched the giant dragon soaring overhead, closing their eyes to offer the purest blessings to this future ruler of the underworld.

At the end of the golden river was a huge whirlpool, into which countless points of light were drawn. Xia Die and the others knew without guessing that this was the entrance to the underworld.

Passing through here means truly saying goodbye to reality and heading towards the end.

Polycia turned her head and glanced at Xiaodie. After Xiaodie nodded slightly to her, Polycia immediately swooped down and took Xiaodie directly into the magnificent golden vortex.

Guided by countless souls, Polycia saw the path beneath the long river, like a purple arrow slicing through the warm waters, hurtling toward the underworld.

"Wow~"

The crisp sound of water breaking rang in Xia Die's ears. After entering the underworld, the golden river transformed into a huge waterfall, stretching all the way to the boundless horizon.

The man and the dragon began to survey this place, which had never been set foot in before. The main color here was purple, and the sky was filled with an extremely high concentration of death energy.

The land was desolate, and countless souls that had crawled out of the River Styx marched toward the boundless end like walking corpses.

The souls that emerged from the golden river remained rational, performing the various rituals performed by different regions of Douluo Star before instinctively moving towards the end. "Pollysia, please slow down and proceed along the River Styx."

The purple dragon nodded its head, flapped its wings, and began to descend in altitude until its claws touched the purple River Styx.

The River Styx in the underworld remains icy cold, its power of death almost tangible, and beneath it lie countless slumbering souls.

The souls of most of the gods who died in the Dragon God War are here. The unclaimed underworld cannot support their reincarnation, and leaving the underworld would cause them to wear down due to the lack of celestial energy.

Having no other choice, the souls can only slumber here, relying on the power of the underworld to preserve their souls and await future changes.

If things proceed as expected and according to the normal timeline, the Underworld will be thrown out of the world by the little planet spirits and evolve independently in the universe until it becomes a completely independent plane.

Xia Die turned sideways and gently touched the Styx River with her fingertips. The golden bone claw on her forehead bloomed again, and Xia Die's death power began to permeate the death power of the underworld.

The gold began to spread along the fingertips, and warmth appeared for the first time in the underworld, the deepest level of the world's operation.

Polycia carried the Butterfly along the River Styx, the Butterfly's fingertips leaving a trail in the river, and gold began to spread rapidly.

The underlying logic of the death power belonging to the underworld began to change, and like dominoes, it became unstoppable.

Where the butterfly passed, the River Styx transformed into a warm, gilded hot spring. The life-giving power of death, like a spring breeze after a cold winter, gently caressed the desolate land of the underworld.

The souls on earth, like walking corpses, felt a long-lost warmth. The power of death kissed their three souls and seven spirits, and the ice that bound their reason melted away. Countless souls stared blankly at their hands.

New shoots sprout from the barren land, and purple lawns and flowers radiating blue light bloom on the earth.

A strange floral fragrance permeated the land of the underworld, its aroma carrying a unique power that nourished every wandering soul, invigorating their spirits and soothing their wounds.

"At the end of the sea of ​​flowers, the souls of the living will warm your fingertips..."

"I really want my father to see this place too."

"It seems like we can't connect to the magic network from here."

The butterfly smiled as it looked at the sea of ​​flowers on both sides. Countless souls stood on both sides of the River Styx, all looking at the butterfly above the River Styx with gratitude and reverence.

Once they regained their senses, they naturally received information from the underworld: the one before them was the crown prince of the underworld, who gave warmth to the dead and awakened their reason, and would become the future ruler of the underworld.

Looking down from above the underworld, life force, divided by the golden and purple River Styx, is gradually covering the entire underworld.

The silence of the underworld was broken by the conversations of the dead, and for the first time, the concept of liveliness arrived.

Among the countless souls of the dead, a black-haired girl, having regained her senses, stared blankly at her father, mother, and numerous brothers beside her, murmuring:

Am I dead?

"Is this the legendary underworld?"

"Croak! I...I'm dead?!"

"No, how can this be! I haven't even enjoyed the wonders of the world yet, I... I can't die!"

"Who killed me?! Who dared to launch a sneak attack on the Douling Royal Family?! Could it be the Sun Moon Empire?"

After Xue Qing realized what was happening, the members of the Douling royal family next to her burst into tears, completely disregarding their royal dignity.

They felt they had died unjustly! The Douling royal family was enjoying hot pot and singing in a luxurious banquet hall when suddenly everyone was blown into the sky!
Until their deaths, they never knew who had killed them.

"What's all the noise about?! We're all dead, can't we just go and reincarnate in peace?"

"Hey, I think I recognize you, you dog emperor! You've been withholding my military pay for half a year, we border troops are practically eating tree bark!"

A soul in the form of a middle-aged man glared angrily at the Douling Royal Family. Everyone around reacted and gathered around with hostile expressions.

They were mostly citizens of the Douling Empire.

"We are the Douling Royal Family, how dare you be so insolent!"

"What kind of royal family is this? The underworld doesn't recognize them!"

Upon regaining consciousness, all the souls learned about the underworld and the equality of death.

Moreover, unless it is a divine soul, once one arrives in the underworld, one will be bound by the rules of the underworld and will be unable to use the power of one's previous life.

Of course, even the divine soul will be greatly suppressed. When Xia Die ascends to godhood, the divine soul will also have to follow the rules.

A large number of souls surrounded the royal family. Because of the Douling royal family's inhuman behavior, there were countless people who hated them.

Fortunately, at the last moment, the rules of the underworld restrained them in time, preventing them from taking action.

Originally, there was no such rule in the underworld; it was a rule that the underworld created on its own based on Xia Die's personality.

But this is for the best. If the underworld allowed fighting, the entire underworld would probably be in complete chaos, with grudges being settled and enemies being retaliated against.

Just then, Xueqing, caught in the middle of the crowd, suddenly saw the butterfly on the River Styx. Before she had fully received the information from the Underworld, she immediately cried out:
"Quack! Butterfly Baby! How did you die too?"

"QAQ"

(End of this chapter)