Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 115 The Final Battle, The Will of the Dimension (4K)

Qian Renxue acted with extreme decisiveness, without the slightest hesitation. With a slight movement of her divine sense, the angelic holy sword that hovered above the altar, radiating magnificent divine power, instantly transformed into a stream of light and flew into her divine sense palm, which was composed of golden light.

With the Holy Sword in hand, golden light surged forth, and an order and judgment that transcended all things spread out, sweeping away the remaining darkness and chaos within the temple, even the ominous aura emanating from the "Tong" within the altar.

"Harosa, now!" Qian Renxue's voice was ethereal yet majestic, carrying an unquestionable tone of command, her gaze fixed on the newly opened node at the core of the altar, woven from the most intricate golden divine runes.

Harosa's eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he thrust the Netherworld Chant forward! The gray-black longsword emitted a deep yet exhilarating hum, transforming into a stream of light interwoven with death and rebirth, shooting with unparalleled precision toward the core node where the Angelic Holy Sword had originally been!

Yu Yiyi!

The moment the tip of the sword, chanting from the underworld, touched the node of the dazzling divine rune, an unimaginable, immense force surged forth from all directions! The entire altar array seemed like a colossal beast awakened, its core node bearing the pressure and energy circulation of the entire array's operation!

The dark gray sword trembled violently, emitting a clanging sound as if it could not bear the weight. The gray-brown rebirth runes flowing on the sword flickered, as if they could be crushed into pieces by this vast power at any moment!

Harosa's heart leaped into his throat! He stared intently at his natal artifact, fearing it would shatter at any moment.

Fortunately, the Underworld Chant, being a divine artifact imbued with the laws of rebirth, was made of extraordinary materials and contained the divine soul imprint of Harosa. After the initial violent tremors, although the sword still hummed softly at a high frequency and its grayish-brown light dimmed considerably, it ultimately stabilized!

It was like a strong laborer, stubbornly holding up the "roof beam" that should have been borne by the divine artifact Angelic Holy Sword. The gray-black blade was deeply embedded in the divine rune nodes, barely maintaining the core structure of the altar array, but the flow of light was obviously much more sluggish.

Harosa had just begun to relax and shift her gaze from the underworld chant when she was immediately captivated by the scene inside the altar.

Just as Qian Renxue's divine consciousness avatar, wielding the Angelic Holy Sword, shot into the altar's array of light like an arrow, the divine body in the center of the altar, covered by long gray hair and exuding a deathly dark aura, suddenly trembled!

"Roar!!!"

A piercing scream, a mixture of endless resentment, greed, and rage, erupted suddenly, like the cries of billions of evil spirits! The entire temple reverberated! The god's body abruptly stood up, his long gray hair whipping wildly, and his pure black eyes, devoid of any white, snapped open, locking onto the golden figure that had rushed in! It was none other than "Tong," who had been completely awakened!

However, Qian Renxue was even faster! She was like a pure light, ignoring the predatory gaze of "Tong" and rushing straight towards the divine body! Just as the two were about to collide, a sudden change occurred!

The divine body that was originally completely controlled by "Tong" seemed to be strongly summoned by Qian Renxue's divine sense, and it was momentarily slowed down! This imperceptible slowdown was enough to be fatal for someone like Qian Renxue!

"Pfft!"

A muffled sound, not from tearing flesh, but from a violent collision of energy and laws, rang out!

The moment Qian Renxue's divine consciousness avatar touched the divine body, it disappeared into the divine body's brow without any hindrance, like a drop of water merging into the ocean! At the same time, the Angelic Holy Sword she held tightly in her hand transformed into an extremely condensed golden stream of light, carrying the will of purification and judgment. Ignoring the divine body's own defenses, it pierced straight into the center of the divine body's chest with unparalleled precision and ruthless decisiveness!

No blood splattered, only thick, viscous dark energy, as if being scorched, frantically dissipated and annihilated from the point where the blade pierced! Most of the holy sword's blade was embedded in the divine body, leaving only the hilt and a small section of the blade outside. Golden holy runes spread across the divine body's chest like a branding iron, emitting a "sizzling" sound of purification!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

The divine body let out a scream so shrill it was indescribable. This scream was strangely mixed with two completely different voices—one was Qian Renxue's ethereal yet painful groan, and the other was "Tong," a sharp, piercing roar full of chaos and destruction!

Then, a dazzling and mind-blowing change began!

The divine body flickered and switched wildly between two forms, like a projection with an unstable signal!

One second ago, her skin was as white as snow, her long golden hair flowed like a waterfall with the luster of the sun, and an aura of sacred light and order surged like the tide. Her azure and golden eyes were full of determination and resolve—that was Qian Renxue!

The next second, his skin turned deathly pale, his long hair turned into a lifeless, withered gray, and a thick, ink-like aura of evil darkness and chaos erupted like a geyser. In those pure black eyes, there was only endless resentment and a madness that devoured everything—that was "Tong"!

The most striking feature is her long hair, which seems to be repeatedly kneaded by an invisible giant hand, changing wildly between dazzling gold and deathly gray-white, so fast that it almost leaves a afterimage!

The aura surrounding him was like the eye of a storm, with the two extreme forces of holiness and evil, order and chaos colliding and fighting fiercely within his divine body!

Rumble! ...

A terrifying energy storm erupted from the divine body! The visible shockwave, like a giant hammer, slammed heavily onto the golden light shield of the altar's magic circle!

The light shield instantly twisted and deformed violently, emitting a teeth-grinding "creak" sound! Countless fine cracks instantly crawled all over the surface of the light shield like a spider web! The entire temple was shaking violently, and the crystal material that made up the walls and floor groaned under the strain!

As the temporary "pillar" of support, the pressure on the Netherworld Aria suddenly increased! The gray-black sword emitted a mournful cry ten times more piercing than before! The gray-brown runes flowing on the sword flashed rapidly, and even briefly went out, as if it would be completely crushed and shattered by the terrifying pressure from both inside and outside!

Harosa's expression changed drastically! He could almost feel the mournful cries and the trembling that came from the underworld!

Damn it, Qian Renxue, that woman, lied to me!

Without hesitation, he flashed and instantly appeared at the edge of the altar! He stretched out his hands, not to touch the Netherworld Chant directly, but to pour the vast power of the second-level divine power of rebirth into the sword hilt without reservation!

"Hold on tight!" Harosar roared, his greyish-white eyes flashing with divine light, and veins throbbing on his forehead. He had to do everything in his power to keep the magic array from collapsing; otherwise, if it did, the energy storm inside would unleash its fury, and he would be the first to suffer, and even the Underworld Chant would be lost!

The innocent bystanders were also affected.

With Harosa's relentless infusion of divine power, the mournful cries of the underworld subsided slightly, and the dim runes on the sword regained their light with difficulty, barely maintaining the cracked and crumbling form of the altar's protective shield.

Inside the magic array, the struggle for the divine body has reached a fever pitch!

With the Angelic Holy Sword, the "Soul-Fixing Nail" inserted into her heart, continuously providing divine purification power, Qian Renxue clearly gained the upper hand!

The divine body maintained its golden-haired form for longer and longer periods, and the aura of holy light became increasingly profound and condensed, like a burning holy flame, constantly scorching and dispelling the darkness lurking within the divine body.

When Qian Renxue's heterochromatic eyes appeared on the face of the divine body, her will was as firm as a rock, filled with an unwavering belief in victory!

However, the will of the demon plane, this formless yet omnipresent existence, will never sit idly by and wait for its demise!

Buzz!

An even larger, more chaotic wave, imbued with the rage and determination of the plane's primordial will, descended upon the Lone Peak Temple without warning!

Harosa instantly felt the concentration of "Heaven and Earth Elemental Power" (energy of the demon plane) within the temple rise exponentially! The thick, viscous, dark red demonic primordial energy was as if it were being drawn from the depths of the plane by an invisible giant pump, transforming into a visible torrent like blood plasma, no longer flowing through the gates of the underworld, but directly and brutally pouring into the altar's magic circle!

The Underworld Chant, as the core node of the magic array at this moment, bears the brunt!

Originally, it was barely maintaining the magic array structure, passively guiding the remaining absorption channels of the Angelic Holy Sword. But now, this torrent of demonic origin, far exceeding anything before and carrying the wrath of the plane's will, surged towards it like a world-destroying flood bursting its banks!

"Oh no!" A warning screamed in Harosa's mind!

The Underworld Chant is ultimately not the Holy Sword of Angels! It lacks the divine order characteristic that transforms all kinds of alien energy! Its ability to devour and transform is, in terms of both scale and efficiency, woefully inadequate compared to the surging torrent of demonic essence at this moment!

The altar's magic array instantly overloaded! Golden divine runes flashed wildly, attempting to transform the surging demonic energy into pure energy to sustain the array's operation. But the demonic energy was too much, too intense, and too violent!

It's like a filter that can only handle small streams of water being suddenly connected to a high-pressure fire hose!

"Boom!"

A portion of the pure and violent demonic essence that had not yet been transformed by the magic circle broke through the transformation node of the magic circle like a runaway wild horse. It turned into several viscous dark red energy streams, ignoring the barrier of the magic circle's light shield (which was originally part of the magic circle's energy), and precisely poured into the center of the altar—the divine body that was fiercely fighting!

The goal, without a doubt, is "access"!

"Hoichi-!!!"

Having received this immense "blood transfusion" from the will of the plane, the "connection" state instantly surged! On his divine body, his deathly gray hair grew wildly, and his dark and evil aura rose up like a raging fire doused with oil! His pure black eyes burst forth with a captivatingly greedy red light!

The momentum that had been suppressed and retreated by Qian Renxue and the Angelic Holy Sword was instantly reversed! The speed at which the divine body switched forms became chaotic and intense again, with the golden hair and gray-white hair flashing alternately for almost the same amount of time!

Qian Renxue's sacred light and "Tong's" chaotic darkness formed a terrifying tug-of-war within the divine body. Neither could overcome the other, and the divine body was strangely stuck in a state of "A-Tong" that was half gold and half gray and mixed with energy!

"Damn it!" Harosa saw it clearly and was extremely anxious! This stalemate not only meant that Qian Renxue could not win, but also that the pressure he was under had reached its limit!

While bearing the pressure of the magic array structure, the Underworld Chant also had to passively guide the torrent of demonic essence that far exceeded its capacity. The trembling of the sword had turned into a violent shaking that could be seen with the naked eye!

The grayish-brown Rebirth runes on the sword were flickering and dimmed to the extreme. Even near the core node of the blade, extremely fine cracks, like those on porcelain, had begun to appear!

Harosa could clearly feel the agonizing cries and impending collapse emanating from the artifact! His heart was bleeding! The Underworld Chant was not merely his weapon, but also an extension and symbol of his divine status and his rebirth in the divine realm!

If this continues, the divine artifact will surely be destroyed!

At this critical moment, Harosa had a flash of inspiration and suddenly remembered the core of Qian Renxue's previous plan: to devour a large amount of demonic essence in a short period of time, thus weakening the will of the demonic plane!

"Since you're too busy to do it right now, then I'll do it for you," Harosa said with a smile.

He looked at the demonic energy above the altar, which was as thick as blood plasma and was constantly overflowing from the gaps around the Netherworld Chant due to the overload of the magic circle. He also looked at "Tong" inside the magic circle, which was still stalemated and was constantly absorbing demonic energy to strengthen itself. A bold (or rather, greedy) idea instantly formed!

A wicked grin, utterly benevolent, spread across Harosa's lips, his eyes gleaming. He muttered to himself, "Qian Renxue, don't blame me for hogging this! I did this to 'save' you, and also to 'save' my precious artifact! The Demonic Dimension's Will thanks you for the treat!"

Before the words were even finished, Harosa's mind raced!

The gates of the underworld opened one by one!

hum! ! !

The deep, dark portal leading to the realm of the living gods instantly opened beside Harossa! The scale of the portal's opening far exceeded anything seen before, emanating a terrifying suction force!

"Water and Fire Dragons, absorb it!"

The undead Water Dragon King and Fire Dragon King, who had been hovering quietly above Harossa's head like guardians, suddenly let out a loud dragon roar (though silent, it was incredibly powerful)!

A brilliant burst of icy blue and crimson light erupted! The two miniature bone dragons, each about a foot long, stopped frolicking and instead joined head to tail, forming a rapidly spinning vortex of ice and fire! An incomparably powerful pulling force burst forth from this small vortex, its target aimed directly at the pure demonic essence above the altar's magic circle, which was overflowing due to overload and was frantically surging towards the underworld, unable to be transformed in time!

Hoo-hoo!!!

Like a whale sucking in water! The thick, viscous, dark red demonic energy was instantly pulled away from the altar's magic circle by this powerful suction force. Like rivers flowing into the sea, it surged wildly towards the rapidly spinning vortex of ice and fire, and was then swallowed whole by the deep underworld gate at the center of the vortex!

Within the realm of the gods, the already ravenously hungry Devouring Mist let out a silent cheer! It greedily pounced on this feast that had been delivered to its doorstep, frantically transforming and absorbing it!

Harosa's move was a decisive and swift interception!

The pressure from the demonic essence infusion on the altar's magic circle was instantly reduced considerably! The mournful cries and tremors of the underworld chant also visibly weakened, and the cracks on the sword stopped spreading.

However, a new problem has arisen!

Harosa's act of intercepting the demonic essence was tantamount to directly stealing the demonic essence that should have been injected into "Tong" through the magic circle, and even more so, it was like stealing water from the "faucet" of the plane's will!

The will of the demonic plane is utterly enraged!

"Boom! Boom!!!"

The entire Lone Peak Temple, no, the entire Demon Plane, seemed to tremble! An even more violent, chaotic, and intensely angry will, carrying the ultimate fury of the plane's primordial will, descended!

The demonic energy surging within the temple instantly became even more viscous and violent, even carrying a hint of destructive power! It was no longer being poured in "gently," but rather, like a raging beast, it was frantically attacking the altar's magic circle, the underworld chants, and the underworld gates opened by Harossa!

The pressure on the altar's magic circle did not disappear completely due to Harosa's "interception." Instead, it began to shake violently again due to the angry backlash from the plane's will! The cracks on the light shield even showed signs of widening! The Underworld Chant once again let out a groan of unbearable strain!

Harosa's face paled, but he gritted his teeth and persevered! With one hand, he maintained the divine power of chanting to the underworld to stabilize the core of the magic array, while with the other hand, he fully activated the Gate of the Underworld and the vortex of water and fire dragons, engaging in a thrilling "tug-of-war" with the will of the demon plane, frantically vying for the surging torrent of demonic essence!

"Damn it! I'll risk it all!" A fierce glint flashed in Harosa's eyes as he pushed the power of a second-level god to its limit! This scene was a hundred times more exciting than he had anticipated! But he knew that if he retreated now, it would mean utter destruction!

But if you persevere, the future will be bright.