Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 124 Divine Forging, High-Level Battle Armor?

Having bid farewell to Elex, who had just broken through to the lower realm of godhood, Harosa moved his mind slightly, and his figure appeared in the sky above another area of ​​the Realm of Rebirth. Below was no longer a gray, mist-shrouded cemetery or a vast plain, but a well-planned cluster of buildings with distinct styles.

This building complex clearly bears the hallmarks of a modern metropolis from the Douluo Continent. Dozens of villas, varying in height and featuring clean, flowing lines constructed from alloy and stone, are scattered in a well-organized manner. The street layout is clear, and one can even see simulated green belts and a central plaza. However, the "greenery" here is not real plants, but rather energy moss exuding a gentle life force or uniquely shaped crystal landscaping.

"Shh," Harosa hovered in mid-air, raising an eyebrow and muttering to himself with a hint of mockery, "That old codger Yuan Hua, he sure knows how to enjoy life. Just his family of a few people, and he's set up such a huge 'resort'? More extravagant than me, the Lord of the God Realm."

Although he joked like that, he didn't mean to blame anyone. The Yuan family, especially Yuan Feng, held extremely high value in his heart. Yuan Feng's forging talent, nurtured by the source of rebirth, and his achievement of successfully endowing the Netherworld Chant with the devouring properties and helping it advance to a divine artifact, all made Harosa regard him as half a disciple, and even more so as an indispensable "divine craftsman" prospect for the future Rebirth God Realm.

Harosa did not land, but hovered above the central plaza of the complex. His voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated every building and was precisely delivered to the target's ears.

"Yuan Hua, come out and see me."

As soon as the voice faded, from the largest and most stately-designed villa, a slightly aged but still steady figure soared into the sky. It was Yuan Hua.

Thirty years in the divine realm had not reversed the marks etched upon him by time. He looked even older than before, his face etched with deep wrinkles, his hair nearly entirely white, and his back slightly hunched. However, Harosa's keen divine sense detected that Yuan Hua's life force had not waned; on the contrary, nourished by the rich energy of the divine realm (though later diluted and filtered), it exuded a profound and enduring vitality—a vitality belonging to a top-tier divine craftsman, tempered and damaged countless times by heavenly tribulations.

A sense of vicissitude lingers.

Yuan Hua flew to Harosa's side. Although he could fly, he still maintained the most respectful posture, bowing deeply in the void without hesitation. His voice was filled with excitement and a hint of barely perceptible nervousness: "This humble one, Yuan Hua, has come to see Lord Hades! We respectfully welcome you out of seclusion!"

Yuan Hua believed that Harosa had been in seclusion and cultivating.

Harosa looked at his back, which was almost bent at a ninety-degree angle, and waved his hand helplessly: "Alright, alright, get up. How many times have I told you, you don't need to go through all this fancy formalities in front of me. Just do your job well, that's better than kowtowing a hundred times."

Yuan Hua straightened up, but his head remained slightly bowed, and his hands hung respectfully at his sides. He secretly glanced at Harosa, whose young face was exactly the same as it had been thirty years ago, and whose temperament was even more profound and majestic. This filled him with mixed feelings, including awe for the power of God, a sense of感慨 about the passage of time, and a sense of reassurance at seeing his leader.

This is a living god!

Harosa looked him up and down, then reached out and patted his not-so-broad shoulder lightly, yet it made Yuan Hua's body tremble slightly. "You old fellow, you've really aged after all these years," Harosa said with a hint of casual teasing.

Yuan Hua lowered his head even further, his voice filled with humility: "I am old and frail, unable to withstand the ravages of time. How can I compare to Your Excellency, whose divine might remains eternal and whose charisma endures as before?"

While his words carried a hint of flattery, they also revealed a degree of truth. The path of a divine craftsman is incredibly arduous. Each time one triggers the Heavenly Forging Tribulation, it inflicts immense consumption and damage on one's life essence. This damage is often irreversible, directly manifesting in lifespan and physical strength. If Harosa hadn't brought him into this divine realm, cutting off his possibility of further Heavenly Forging, and providing relatively gentle nourishment, he would likely have long since perished.

"Hahaha," Harosa chuckled at his reply, "You, you still have such a silver tongue." His gaze swept over the sizable complex of buildings below, and he asked with pure curiosity, "But speaking of which, with only a few people in your family, why build such a large house? Isn't it a waste to leave it empty?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hua's expression instantly changed! He assumed Harossa was questioning him about abusing resources and occupying too much land! Without the slightest hesitation, he knelt down again in the void, his forehead almost touching the invisible energy layer beneath his feet, and hurriedly explained, "My lord, please calm your anger! I am terrified! Back then—back then, I dared to think of contributing to the construction of your divine realm, so I brought some of my family's younger generations and disciples with forging talent into the divine realm as well. I reported this matter to Elder Yi, and Elder Yi tacitly approved it! There was absolutely no intention of unauthorized expansion! These houses are for their living and forging studies, not for my extravagance!"

Seeing Yuan Hua's trembling and almost prostrating appearance, Harosa was taken aback at first, then realized that he had misunderstood, and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"Hey, look at you, at your age, why do you keep kneeling like that? Get up!" He lifted Yuan Hua up with a gentle yet irresistible force. "When did I blame you? I was just asking out of curiosity! It's good that you brought him in!"

The more the merrier! They're all talented individuals, the foundation of our divine realm's future! I'm overjoyed! Let's go, let's go down and take a look."

Harosa landed first on the smooth crystal ground of the central square. Yuan Hua finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly followed, lagging behind Harosa by half a step.

Walking along the neatly planned streets of the villa district, Harosa looked around with great interest. The environment here was indeed very well-managed and had a real sense of life. Simulated sunlight (although the light source looked rather rudimentary) streamed through the specially designed dome, and several elderly men with white hair and beards sat on benches by the street, using simple soul-guiding devices to watch a game of chess.

In the distance, children were chasing and playing on a "lawn" covered with energy moss, their bodies shimmering with a faint light, seemingly some kind of protective soul tool. Seeing the highly respected "ancestor" Yuan Hua respectfully following behind a young man, those who were strolling or playing chess cast shocked and curious glances, but no one dared to approach and disturb him.

Harosa took a deep breath and sensed the energy environment here. He was somewhat surprised to find that the concentration of "Heaven and Earth Yuan Power" (the original energy of the divine realm) here was significantly thinner and milder than in other areas, making it more suitable for ordinary people and low-level soul masters/blacksmiths to survive. Moreover, the residual aura of "rebirth" in the energy was also filtered out more thoroughly.

"?" Harosa stopped and looked at Yuan Hua. "How did you manage to create this energy environment? It's much milder than outside."

The concentration is also lower, making it more suitable for Soul Masters to live in.

Yuan Hua was pondering how to report on the work of the blacksmiths over the years, especially Yuan Feng's achievements. When he heard Harosa ask about this, he quickly replied, "Your Excellency, these are all the work of Master Deng Fengqiao and his soul masters in the west."

They developed a large-scale "energy dilution filtering array," which combines many soul tool nodes, specifically designed to regulate the energy concentration and attributes of local areas. "There were quite a few mishaps during the initial installation and debugging; the energy fluctuations were unstable, causing quite a bit of chaos for a while," Yuan Hua said, a wry smile appearing on his face, clearly still vivid in his memory of the initial confusion.

"Oh?" Harosa's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded. "It seems they have indeed come up with something useful." He didn't care about the specific technical details or the jokes they made, as long as the result was useful. He continued walking forward, his gaze sweeping over a soul-guiding device on the street corner that emitted a soft halo and simulated the movement of the sun, its internal core emitting a low hum.

Yuan Hua followed behind, noticing that Harosa seemed uninterested in mundane matters, knowing that his primary concerns were core technology and talent. He carefully chose his words, cautiously saying, "My unworthy disciples and their descendants are of rudimentary skill, so I won't embarrass them before you, sir. But my son, Yuan Feng," he mentioned his son, a hint of undisguised pride creeping into his voice, which he quickly suppressed, "is entirely thanks to the source of your wisdom and meticulous cultivation you bestowed upon him. Over the years, he has not dared to slacken in the slightest. Now, not only has his soul power cultivation reached the demigod realm, but in the art of forging—" Yuan Hua paused, seemingly searching for the right words, "he has far surpassed this old man."

He secretly observed Harosa's expression and noticed that the other party merely gave a casual "hmm," seemingly not particularly concerned. Yuan Hua's heart tightened; he knew that the groundwork wasn't enough. He gritted his teeth and decided to drop the most shocking news:

"Moreover, my son... he seems to have made a breakthrough in forging the four-word battle armor!" Yuan Hua's voice carried a hint of excitement and uncertainty, yet was full of anticipation. "I am foolish and dare not make a judgment, but that kind of aura—that kind of power of rules it has stirred up—I feel that it has probably already touched the level of 'god'!"

really!

Harosa, who had been keeping his eyes fixed on the simulated solar device, suddenly turned around! His deep, gray-white eyes instantly locked onto Yuan Hua, his calm gaze turning sharp as lightning, as if trying to pierce through Yuan Hua's body and see the meaning behind his words!

"Touching the level of 'God'?" Harosa's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable authority. "Explain in detail!"

Where is Yuan Feng? What did he do?

Sensing Harosa's finally casting a gaze filled with genuine interest, Yuan Hua's spirits lifted, and he unconsciously straightened his back slightly. He quickly said, "My lord, please follow me! Yuan Feng is currently in the family's central forging workshop, debugging a new set of equipment with several Soul Masters. My son is attempting to forge an unprecedented metal embryo! That embryo—can actively absorb and harmonize the primordial power of the divine realm, and even trigger a faint resonance of laws during the forging process!"

I witnessed it with my own eyes—the embryo seemed to possess life, pulsating under the forging hammer! The aura it emitted far surpassed the metallic spirituality of the four-word battle armor, faintly carrying an aura of—"immortality" and "rules"! Though I cannot fully comprehend it, I dare say with certainty that this thing is no ordinary item! Calling it "divine forging" would not be an exaggeration!

Yuan Hua's words were resounding, his eyes filled with awe and pride at his son's achievements. He led Harosa quickly toward the largest building in the center of the complex, the one with a huge energy conduit on top, from which the faint, rhythmic, heavy knocking sounds and the chirping of soul tools could be heard.

Harosa followed behind, his eyes gleaming. Actively absorbing and harmonizing the source? Inducing resonance with the laws? Possessing a life-like pulse? Far surpassing the spirituality of a four-word battle armor? Bearing the essence of immortality and the rules?

If what Yuan Hua said is true, then this kid Yuan Feng has actually touched the threshold of "god" in the path of forging in the past thirty years! This is far more surprising to Harosa than his own attainment of demigod cultivation!

"Divine forging—" Harosa murmured, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. It seemed this inspection would yield unexpected and enormous gains.

The divine forging technique may involve the so-called five-word battle armor or even six-word battle armor. The six-word battle armor that appeared in Battle of the Four was the six-word battle armor of Tang Wulin's family of four. It is either comparable to a super artifact or has the potential to become a super artifact. However, Harosa remembers that six-word battle armor is not forged. So what exactly is Yuan Feng's so-called divine forging technique?

You need to go and see for yourself.