Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

He took one last deep look at the deep valley entrance, feeling the terrifying aura emanating from it that sent shivers down one's spine.

In the original story, Dai Yun'er, who came here with Tang Wulin and was known as the Bedside Douluo, was almost killed by the Dragon God's Dragon Soul. The Dragon God's Dragon Soul was also taken away by the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena that time.

"It's time to leave." Harosa controlled Black One's body and turned to walk back the way they came. Although this trip to Dragon Valley did not allow them to reach the core of the Dragon God's soul, they had already gained a massive amount of true dragon undead resentment power, which exceeded their expectations.

This power is enough for me to digest for a long time, and my strength will surely experience a leap forward. As for the Dragon God's soul... if I'm confident I can take it for myself before the Silver Dragon King takes it, then I'll come back for it.

Harosa's true form easily "pulled" Black One's body back through the Gates of the Underworld.

Looking at the pile of withered bones of the undead knights scattered on the ground, rendered useless due to the loss of the bone seed, Harossa frowned slightly: "The Gate to the Underworld is useful, but the small skeleton world it connects to is still too unstable and cannot be fully controlled."

This small world of skeletons might just be an insignificant little world in the underworld. If he wants to fully control it, he must first reinforce it, but he has no idea how to do that right now.

He knew that the successful round trip was entirely due to his own powerful self as a precise "anchor point," otherwise such a cross-space "recall" would have been almost impossible.

This reminded him of the original story, where Tang San had to set up many anchor points in advance when guiding the God Realm back, which shows how difficult it is to travel between planes.

He walked to Hei Yi's body and effortlessly reached out and grabbed. A bone seed burning with eerie green flames and a piece of death dragon bone exuding a chilling aura were forcibly ripped from Hei Yi's body.

If we have the Bone Seed, creating another Undead Knight will be a bit easier.

Without the support of these two things, Hei Yi's body fell straight to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, instantly losing all vitality.

"It's still too rough." Harosa looked at Black One's corpse, his tone flat, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

This self-created soul skill, which uses the core bone seed of the undead knight to control others, causes too much damage to the host's life essence.

Even though Hei Yi was a Contra user with physical strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, he couldn't last long before he was exhausted and died.

"Perhaps... there's a more refined way to use Electrox's necromancy?" He couldn't help but think of the long-dormant gray orb in his mind.

Nearly two years have passed. During these two years, apart from healing his wounds and absorbing the immense resentment of the undead brought back from Dragon Valley, Harosa's main body has devoted most of his attention to his sea of ​​consciousness, using his powerful spiritual energy and the power of death to continuously nourish that gray ball of light—the fragment of Electrolux's consciousness.

Now, the ball of light is much more solid than it was two years ago, and it no longer looks like it might dissipate at any moment.

Harosa turned and walked to the corner of the hut. Deng Zhan, the titled Douluo elder who had been tormented to the point of mental exhaustion by him, was curled up there, pretending to be asleep with his eyes tightly closed.

"Stop pretending, do you want to live or die?" Harosa's voice was cold as she kicked Deng Zhan directly.

"Live! Live!" Deng Zhan was jolted awake by the kick, almost jumping up before immediately kneeling down, his voice filled with barely suppressed fear and hoarseness.

For the past few months, his mental state has been in constant turmoil. Harosa's true form would occasionally "take care" of him with death-attribute mental power, causing him immense torment and pushing his mind to the brink of collapse.

"Release your spiritual sea of ​​consciousness," Harosa commanded. Deng Zhan dared not resist in the slightest and immediately complied. Harosa separated a wisp of condensed death spiritual imprint, like a cold brand, and deeply engraved it into the core of Deng Zhan's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

This mark can not only monitor his thoughts at any time, but also determine his life or death in a single moment.

Deng Zhan's face turned ashen; he knew he had become the other side's complete slave.

"I'm giving you a task," Harosa said indifferently. "Within the Tang Sect, collect as many rare metals as you can and store them for me. If the amount I don't like, you know the consequences." He casually took the storage soul tool from Deng Zhan's waist, forcibly erased the mark, and opened it. The amount of rare metals inside was quite considerable, much more than what he had stolen from Hei Yi before.

"Hmm, at least one-tenth of this every year." Harosa weighed the storage soul tool in his hand and gave Deng Zhan a standard that made his vision go black.

Deng Zhan trembled all over and could only nod repeatedly, "Yes...yes...sir..."

"Furthermore," Harosa's voice grew even colder, "find out the defenses of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well."

Upon hearing this, Deng Zhan nearly fainted.

The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire! That's one of the most core and secret treasure troves of the Tang Sect! He, a titled Douluo from the Star Luo Continent branch, had only heard of its name and some unsubstantiated rumors. He only knew roughly that it was near the Heaven Dou City on the Douluo Continent, let alone the detailed defenses! This mission was practically a death sentence for him!

Harosa's icy gaze swept over him, leaving no room for negotiation: "That's your business. Remember, don't have any ulterior motives, don't try to report it, and don't even think about touching the mark I left behind. Otherwise..." The rest of her words were unnecessary; the chilling killing intent alone sent Deng Zhan plummeting into an icy abyss.

Just as Harosa was about to give Deng Zhan some more "motivation", his expression suddenly changed and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the gray light cluster that had been dormant for nearly two years finally... showed signs of awakening! An extremely faint but exceptionally ancient and profound fluctuation was slowly emanating from it.

Halosa ignored Deng Zhan, who was lying on the ground looking as if he had lost his parents, and his figure instantly disappeared from the hut. All his attention was immediately focused on the gray ball of light in his mind's sea of ​​consciousness.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the solid gray light finally stabilized, slowly coalescing and stretching until it transformed into a phantom humanoid silhouette.

This is the image of an elderly man dressed in a simple monk's robe, with white hair and beard. His face still faintly shows the handsome features of his youth, but his eyes are filled with the vicissitudes and wisdom accumulated over time.

It was a projection of the divine consciousness of the Necromancer Saint, Elex. Although it was still very illusory, it could finally manifest a form.

Harosa gazed at the phantom formed from fragments of divine consciousness. He himself possessed demigod-level divine consciousness, while Ilex, at his peak, was only a demigod, and now he was reduced to mere fragments. Therefore, Harosa did not show any respect, but simply looked at the other party calmly.

Electrolux's phantom bowed slightly, his voice aged yet carrying a peculiar rhythm: "I am Electrolux, and I thank you for your kindness in stabilizing my condition. I have disturbed you greatly during my slumber." He was aware of his current state and understood that the other party's taking him in was not out of kindness.