Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 112 Cooperation with Qian Renxue, Exchange (3)

A devouring will, more terrifying and greedy than the lament of the underworld, descended across space! Through the gates of the underworld, it transformed into an invisible, sky-covering maw, fiercely biting down on the diverted torrent of demonic origin!

Mouth!

The efficiency of the devouring increased more than tenfold in an instant! The bucket-thick energy beam that was originally being pulled by Harosa expanded instantly to the size of a bursting river under the terrifying suction force of the God Realm's devouring mist! The dark red demonic essence surged into the Gate of the Underworld like a celestial river overflowing its banks!

"Ming-yi—Wen-yi!"

The Angelic Holy Sword emitted a violent and rapid creaking sound! Its blade flashed with golden light! It felt an unprecedented "plundering"! Its original share was being frantically snatched away by this foreign, domineering, and incomparably powerful devouring force! The primal energy it absorbed was being forcibly taken away... fifty percent! Or even more!

It instinctively wanted to rebel, to unleash the light of holy judgment! But the golden wing mark on its chest was slightly warm, conveying the "permission" left by Qian Renxue before her seclusion. This will was like a lock, preventing it from truly attacking Harosa despite its rage. It could only tremble and groan in vain, as if issuing a silent protest and—aggrieved?

The "Tong" within the altar was even more enraged! She could clearly feel that the demonic essence she had been able to painstakingly steal was now completely gone! It had all been divided up by that damned portal and the holy sword!

Meanwhile, the Holy Sword had been mostly stolen! She let out an even more shrill roar, frantically attacking the seal, causing the entire temple to tremble!

Harosa looked at the angelic holy sword that was flashing and ringing incessantly, as if it were "jumping" in protest, and then glanced at the impotently furious "Tong" inside the altar. An indescribable sense of exhilaration welled up in his heart!

A smug and provocative smile spread across his lips, and he even silently mouthed a phrase towards the direction of the angelic sword:

"You little rascal~"

Afterward, he ignored the "noise" from the outside world and devoted himself entirely to this feast! The vast demonic essence flowed into the realm of the gods through the gates of the underworld, where it was frantically transformed and absorbed by the greedy, devouring mist, nourishing the essence of the entire god realm!

Time slipped away quietly amidst the greedy devouring and the transformation of the divine realm.

Just as he was basking in the pleasure of his growing power, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"I almost forgot to talk to that girl about serious business." Harosa opened his eyes, his gray-white pupils gleaming with a sharp light. With a slight thought, he vanished from his spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared outside the solitary peak temple, above the desolate mountain range where he had opened and closed the demon passage when he descended upon the demon plane.

Enter the Demon Passage.

"Gateway to the Underworld - Anchored Transmission!"

Harosa raised his hands, and his immense divine power communicated with the gates of the underworld, using the spatial coordinates left near Shantai City in the Douluo plane (the anchor points left when the demon passage was closed) as a guide!

hum!

A more stable and profound gate to the underworld opened before him! Inside the gate was no longer the scene of the God Realm of Rebirth, but rather a spatial fluctuation that crossed the dimensional barrier and connected to the Douluo Plane!

He stepped inside!

II

In the depths of a desolate mountain far from human habitation, in the Douluo Continent.

The space rippled slightly, and Harosa's figure appeared silently. He instantly scanned the surrounding area for a thousand miles, and after confirming that it was safe, he reopened the Gate to the Underworld (which leads to the Realm of Rebirth Gods).

"Nightfall, come out!"

A flash of gray-black light appeared, and Ye Lan and the ten immortal spirit knights, exuding a cold and deathly aura and possessing strength comparable to quasi-gods, instantly appeared before Harossa.

"Lord of the Underworld!" Ye Lan immediately knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully. The ten undead knights also knelt on one knee, their gray-white soul flames burning calmly in their eye sockets.

"Hmm." Harosa nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Ye Lan. At this moment, Ye Lan's aura was calm, clearly indicating that he had benefited greatly from his cultivation in the Realm of Rebirth. "I'm giving you a task." His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

He pointed to the Ghost Emperor, who was still unconscious on the ground like a tattered sack, but whose breathing seemed to have stabilized somewhat: "Take him, along with these ten undead knights, and integrate the remaining forces of the Holy Spirit Cult as quickly as possible!"

Harosa's eyes turned icy and filled with murderous intent: "Then stir up the waters of Douluo Continent—completely! Shrek Academy, Tang Sect, War God Temple, Spirit Pagoda, Sun Moon Federation—I'll make them overwhelmed and unable to help themselves! The methods don't matter, the bigger the commotion, the better! Understand?"

A flicker of excitement and determination flashed in Ye Lan's eyes! Disrupting the continent—this was her chance to prove her worth and gain power! "Understood! I will not fail your trust, sir!" her voice was resolute.

"Go," Harosa waved his hand. "Remember, preserve yourselves; only by staying alive can you complete the mission."

"Yes!" Ye Lan bowed again, stood up, and gestured for a necromancer to lift the unconscious Ghost Emperor. Ten necromancers silently stood guard behind her, their air thick with murderous intent.

"My lord—" Ye Lan looked at Harosa, hesitating to speak.

"I have my own destination, there's no need to worry," Harosar interrupted her, his figure once again merging into the gates of the underworld and disappearing. Only Nightfall and a group of undead knights remained, standing in the silent, desolate mountains.

Ye Lan looked at the spot where Harosa had disappeared, took a deep breath, felt the powerful Fallen Angel energy within him, and then looked at the ten undead knights behind him who exuded terrifying pressure. A flame called ambition ignited in his eyes.

"The Holy Spirit Cult—it's time for a new master!" she muttered to herself, then turned her gaze into the distance, "Shrek Cloud Netherworld—just you wait!"

Without further hesitation, she led ten undead knights and the unconscious Ghost Emperor, transforming into streaks of light and speeding towards the dark corners where the Holy Spirit Cult might be hiding! The storm on the Douluo Continent is about to be stirred up because of her!

It's time to add some exciting twists to the Douluo Continent saga. Xiao Haozi hopes you enjoy it.

Afterwards, Harosa returned to the temple in the demon plane.

Back at the temple, the devouring continued. The devouring mist of the Realm of Rebirth, like an insatiable glutton, frantically plundered the essence of the demon plane. Harosar was not idle either. He sat cross-legged before the Gate of the Underworld, maintaining the passage and the devouring while simultaneously focusing all his efforts on converting the essence of death into the essence of rebirth!

The death essence that comprised 60% of his body, as gray as a vast ocean, began to gradually transform into a higher-level grayish-brown death essence under the guidance and tempering of the power of rebirth and the assimilation of Harosa's understanding of the rules of rebirth! This was a slow and delicate process that required powerful control.

However, at this moment, Harosa possesses an unprecedented advantage!

On the one hand, it is the deepening of one's own understanding of the laws of rebirth and the active transformation of one's own mind.

On the other hand, there is a crazy feedback from the realm of the gods of the afterlife!

As a massive amount of demonic essence was devoured, transformed, and absorbed by the mist, the entire Realm of Rebirth was expanding and solidifying at a visible speed!

The hazy sky grew even deeper, the area of ​​the Bone Plains expanded, and the newly appeared land was no longer land of bones; the death aura and the power of rebirth were even more concentrated and pure!

As the ruler of the divine realm, Harosa clearly felt streams of powerful and pure dimensional primordial energy flowing into his divine body like rivers flowing into the sea! This power, gentle yet vast, perfectly matched his divine status and propelled his divine power to rise steadily!

Internal refinement and transformation, external guidance and feedback! A two-pronged approach!

The space behind Harosa began to tremble violently!

hum!hum!hum!

Three condensed, almost tangible, grayish-brown, decaying wood-colored divine rings appeared first, slowly rotating. Then...

The phantom of the fourth divine ring suddenly solidified! Its color was deeper, its patterns more mysterious, and it exuded an aura several times stronger than before! The divine ring completely solidified, hovering steadily behind Harossa!

But this is just the beginning!

The phantom of the fifth divine ring began to take shape almost the instant the fourth one solidified! A grayish-brown divine light erupted like a volcanic eruption! The sacred golden light within the entire temple was forced back by this newly born pressure, imbued with the essence of life and death! The fifth divine ring, condensing!

Boom!

The moment the fifth divine ring was completely stabilized, an even more powerful wave of energy swept out! Harosa's aura instantly broke through the limit of a third-level god! However, the ascent did not stop!

The phantom of the sixth divine ring, carrying an overbearing aura that seemed to tear the heavens apart, suddenly appeared above Harosa's head! The grayish-brown light, like a tangible tide, surged and condensed wildly! Within the temple, both the sacred and the evil paled in comparison to this nascent power!

The "Tong" inside the altar seemed to sense a great threat, or perhaps a longing, and let out an even more piercing roar!

One final buzz!

The sixth divine ring, a grayish-brown, decaying wood color, solidified completely! It was much larger than the previous five, its texture resembling an ancient cyclical inscription, radiating a heart-stopping rhythm of ending and rebirth!

Level Two God!

Harosa suddenly opened his eyes! In his gray-white eyes, a phantom of the cycle of life and death seemed to flash by! A vast divine power, far stronger and more refined than before, seemingly capable of controlling life and death in an area, spread out from him like an invisible storm!

He slowly rose, feeling the boundless divine power surging within him, seemingly inexhaustible. A satisfied smile curved his lips as he glanced at Qian Renxue's divine consciousness, which was still in seclusion within the golden light of the holy sword. He then looked at the "Tong" divine body within the altar, which was suppressed but still exuded an ominous aura. Finally, his gaze fell upon the angelic holy sword, which was still striving to absorb the source of "Wanwei" but could only share the spoils with him, appearing extremely aggrieved.

"There's still plenty of time," Harosa murmured to himself, a profound light gleaming in his eyes. He closed his eyes again, consolidating his power, while simultaneously—continuing the endless process of absorption!

Outside the temple, on the vast and chaotic land of the demon plane, primordial power is flowing at an unprecedented speed through invisible connections toward the angelic holy sword of this solitary temple, toward that greedy portal.