Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 116 It's as if this demonic dimension is my own Gaixia (4K)

Harosa's hijacking was a decisive move, with immediate and remarkable results! That deep, dark gate to the underworld displayed astonishing resilience.

Despite the furious backlash from the demonic plane's will and the frenzied impact of its primal energy, it remained unmoved. The gray-black aura around the portal flowed endlessly, like the strongest dam, firmly locking the spatial passage!

The vortex of ice and fire formed by the undead of the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King played an indispensable role. The two mini bone dragons, like tireless turbine engines, generated a powerful and stable traction force at high speed, precisely "pulling" the torrent of violent demonic essence that overflowed from above the altar magic circle and attempted to bypass the underworld chanting to impact the magic circle, continuously "dragging" it toward the entrance of the underworld gate.

But the real key contributor was the devouring mist within the Realm of Rebirth, which was already ravenously hungry and writhing like a living creature! These pure yet chaotic and evil demonic essences, as soon as they entered the Realm of Rebirth, were like snowflakes falling into molten lava, instantly enveloped, decomposed, and assimilated by the greedy mist!

The conversion efficiency was so high that there was almost no delay! The vast demonic essence was rapidly transformed into pure primordial energy that was compatible with the divine realm of rebirth, nourishing every inch of land and driving the expansion and solidification of the divine realm.

This allows the Gate of the Underworld to continuously devour without any worries, forming a near-perfect energy cycle—devouring, transforming, absorbing, and then devouring again!

This terrifying and efficient plundering plunged the will of the demon plane into unprecedented panic and impotent rage!

It couldn't understand! How could a mere second-level god possess such heaven-defying abilities, directly engaging in a "tug-of-war" with the primordial will of a plane, and even surpassing it in efficiency?!

What kind of monster is behind that door?! It mobilized the power of the entire plane to attack and obstruct it, only to find that the other party was like a bottomless black hole. No matter how much energy was put in, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, not even making a decent ripple!

It could only watch helplessly as the very foundation upon which it depended for its existence was ruthlessly stripped away, without having any effective means to retaliate against Harosa!

Left with no other choice, the demonic plane's will could only resort to the most clumsy, yet the only, method that could slightly alleviate the immediate crisis—it began frantically extracting and migrating its primordial energy from other areas of the plane, and even from some sub-plane nodes!

It had to ensure there was "water" to draw, even if most of it was stolen by that damned portal, it had to at least maintain support for the "connection" within the altar, and prevent Qian Renxue from winning the final battle inside immediately! This was a way to quench its thirst, but it had no other choice!

Just as the will of the demon plane was exhausted and Harosa was frantically "plundering," the final battle inside the altar also entered its final stage due to Qian Renxue seizing the opportunity to deliver a full-force attack!

"Zheng Yiyi!"

A clear, resonant sword cry, seemingly capable of cleansing the soul, suddenly rang out from the angelic holy sword on the god's chest!

The holy sword piercing the heart suddenly lost its brilliant golden light, which was replaced by a pure white holy flame that was so pure that it seemed to contain the first ray of light at the beginning of the universe!

The moment that pure white holy flame appeared, the entire altar space seemed to be silenced! The chaotic energy storm instantly froze!

Her divine body was as if it had been thrown into a furnace with a temperature of billions of degrees, and it emitted a scream that was extremely shrill, a mixture of Qian Renxue's painful groans and "Tong" destructive roars!

order!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

The divine body twisted and convulsed violently and uncontrollably! Like a fish nailed to a chopping board! This twisting was not driven by will, but stemmed from two instincts:

The divine body itself instinctively rejects and struggles painfully against the ultimate purification power: that pure white holy flame contains the ultimate purification and order judgment power at the level of a super artifact, which is extremely poisonous to any non-holy existence (including the divine body itself which has been burdened with too much pollution)!

The dying struggle of "Tong" after suffering a fatal blow: the pure white holy flame, like the most precise purifying ray, ignored the obstruction of the divine body and directly burned and purified the evil thoughts of "Tong" that occupied the core of the divine body! This was a true blow to the bone, hitting the core directly!

"Opportunity!" Amidst the excruciating pain, Qian Renxue's divine sense erupted with an unprecedentedly brilliant light!

The ultimate form of the Angelic Holy Sword was her trump card, a move with a huge cost, but with immediate results! She could clearly feel the core evil intent of "Tong" rapidly dissolving and disintegrating in the holy flames!

She gathered all the divine power that had just recovered and been activated by the life-or-death crisis, and it erupted like a golden sun within her divine body! The power of holy light and the laws of order transformed into billions of golden swords, which, together with the pure holy flames on her chest, attacked from both inside and outside, launching a final and devastating all-out assault on "Tong's" already severely damaged core divine consciousness!

"No! No!!!" A desperate scream pierced the chaotic, evil, and venomous consciousness. She could feel the cold tentacles of death gripping her throat. Although the demonic plane's will was still desperately channeling its essence, under the purification of the pure white holy flame, this support was like a drop in the ocean, utterly unable to stop the collapse of her core!

Despair ignited madness!

"Ah-yi-yi!!!" The piercing, ear-piercing voice, carrying an extreme, suicidal resentment, pierced through the god's body, echoing in Harossa's ears and seemingly reverberating throughout the entire demon plane. "You want to win?! You want to live?! Dream on!!!"

"If I die—you won't get away with it either!!" "Tong's" mind was filled with a destructive madness, "One—destroy everything! Ah-ichi!!!"

Boom! ...

Without any warning! An indescribable, terrifying tremor originating from the soul erupted instantly from the divine body at the center of the altar!

That wasn't an energy surge, but the self-destruction of the core of divine consciousness! A terrifying divine consciousness that had merged with the resentment of Rakshasa, the chaos of demons, the origin of evil, and the corruption of darkness, and had been pushed to its extreme by the will of the plane, reaching the peak of a first-level god, chose the most complete self-annihilation!

Qian Renxue's divine avatar's expression changed drastically! She sensed that destructive will, capable of obliterating everything! She frantically urged the pure white holy flames of the Angelic Holy Sword to try to suppress and purify this self-destructive source, but it was too late!

The self-destruction of divine consciousness causes its core to collapse at a speed far exceeding any physical or energy-based attack! No matter how powerful the Angelic Holy Sword is, it still needs time to take effect, but this self-destruction is an instantaneous, complete annihilation from the inside out!

"I can't stop it!" This cold thought flashed through Qian Renxue's mind, and a huge sense of despair enveloped her.

However, at the critical moment, just before the destructive storm was about to sweep everything away, at the edge of the altar, Harosa, who had been staring intently at the changes in the divine body, suddenly had his pupils shrink to the size of pinpoints!

He saw countless cracks spread across the surface of the divine body in an instant, like fine porcelain being struck by a heavy hammer! What shone through those cracks was not flesh and blood, but a destructive, chaotic energy light!

"Holy shit!!!" Harosa's soul almost flew out of his head! Without any hesitation, without even having time to think, the instinct for survival instantly overwhelmed everything!

"receive!"

He let out a strange cry, his will racing like lightning!

The Netherworld Aria, which was inserted into the core node of the altar, instantly turned into a gray light and flew back into his hand!

The twin dragons of water and fire hovering above his head, like startled rabbits, darted back into his body with a "whoosh"!

The gate to the underworld, which was frantically devouring the essence of demons, was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. It unleashed an unprecedented suction force, forcibly pulling Harossa, along with the Underworld Chant in his hand, into the gate with a "whoosh" as if sucking up noodles!

Boom! ...

At the very instant the gates to the underworld closed and the spatial ripples completely disappeared!

An indescribable, terrifying explosion erupted from the center of that cracked divine body!

That was not a release of energy, but a collapse and annihilation at the level of rules!

The blinding light instantly engulfed everything! There was no sound, or rather, any sound was meaningless in the face of this absolute destruction. The golden light shield of the altar's magic circle vaporized instantly like paper!

The indestructible, strange crystal material that made up the temple, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, silently turned into the most basic particle stream!

That solitary peak that pierced through the demon plane and soared into the clouds was wiped away from the mountainside as if by an invisible giant hand, leaving not even a trace of dust, and turned directly into nothingness!

At the epicenter of the explosion, space shattered like fragile glass, revealing a chaotic and turbulent void beyond! A gigantic...

A spatial black hole, radiating an aura of destruction, instantly formed and began to frantically devour all matter and energy in its vicinity!

The shockwave from the explosion swept outwards at a terrifying speed exceeding the speed of light! Within a radius of a thousand miles around the temple ruins, powerful demon lords, weak monsters, even tectonic plates and flowing lava rivers were silently reduced to primordial dust! Further afield, it was as if an 18-magnitude earthquake had struck; the earth tore apart, the sky shattered, and the dimensional structure itself emitted a painful groan!

The entire demon plane trembled violently at that moment! The plane's will let out a silent, painful, and furious wail!

For a long, long time.

The light of destruction finally began to dissipate. The spatial black hole slowly closed under the self-repairing power of the laws of the demonic plane.

Where it once stood, only a colossal sinkhole, over a hundred miles in diameter and seemingly bottomless, remained. The edge of the sinkhole was a crystallized, glassy surface, as if scorched by the highest temperatures. The air was thick with an overwhelming aura of destruction and pure yet chaotic divine dust.

These dust particles carried the sacred and luminous aura of Qian Renxue, the chaotic and evil aura of "Tong," and the power of the angelic holy sword's orderly judgment.

Together with the wrathful imprint of the demonic plane's will, they formed a hazy, viscous region, like a thick fog.

This thick fog not only obscures visibility but also has a powerful effect of blocking divine sense detection, resembling a huge, chaotic graveyard.

Within this desolate, dusty fog, another strange change occurs.

The scattered divine dust, as if drawn by some unseen will, began to slowly and laboriously gather. They tumbled and coalesced, finally managing to form, above the epicenter of the explosion, an enormous yet indistinct and extremely unstable demonic eye!

This eye, made of dust, is enormous and hollow. The pupil is located in a deep, dark vortex, filled with the madness of destruction and a kind of almost hysterical triumph!

It hovered silently above the deep pit, wordlessly "watching" over the ruins it had utterly destroyed with its own hands (or rather, through "Tong"). Its gaze seemed to say, "Total destruction? No, in the end, the one who survives—is still me!"

The demonic plane's will, at the cost of sacrificing "Tong" and severely damaging itself, finally got rid of Qian Renxue, its biggest "parasite" and threat! Although it suffered heavy losses, and Halosa took the opportunity to plunder an immeasurable share of the plane's origin, it at least "won" temporary "freedom" and a chance to breathe.

And it obtained a super artifact. Yes, even the self-destruction of the divine consciousness of a peak first-level god could not destroy a super artifact. This is the strength of a super artifact. With a super artifact, even if the demon's origin suffers heavy losses, it can still grow stronger again.

Meanwhile, in the safe realm of the gods of rebirth.

"Whoosh—whoosh.whoosh."

Harosa plopped down on the bone plain without any regard for his image, panting heavily, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his battle armor on his back soaked through.

He patted his chest, still shaken, feeling his heart pounding wildly as if it were about to jump out of his throat.

"Holy crap! That scared me to death! That scared my ass!" He couldn't help but curse, his voice trembling with relief. "That crazy woman! She's a fucking lunatic! She just self-destructed without warning! A peak level one god's divine consciousness self-destructed! My goodness—if I hadn't run fast—"

It's so shocking. The energy released by a peak first-level god's consciousness before self-destruction, even just a trace of it, is so terrifying.

However, this demonic dimension is not my domain.

He glanced at the Netherworld Chant in his hand, which was unharmed but whose light had dimmed slightly, and then sensed the equally frightened water and fire dragon spirits within him. He breathed a long sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, my darlings are still here—."

After the initial relief of surviving the ordeal, an indescribable sense of excitement welled up inside him. He looked inward into the realm of the gods, feeling the primal power that had become more abundant, active, and even faintly "full" than ever before, having absorbed a massive amount of demonic essence!

"Hehe, although I almost got blown up, this was a huge profit!" Harosa licked his lips, his eyes gleaming. "Let's digest this first! Once the dust settles outside and that idiot from the plane's will is done gloating, I'll go out and maybe pick up some 'junk'?"

For example, that amazing artifact?