Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 138 The Seventh Divine Ring, the God of Reincarnation (4.2K)

The area within the circle, enveloped in grayish-white undead skull powder, was a scene of utter devastation. Although the chaotic energy storm had subsided, the lingering aura in the air was like a red-hot iron, carrying the violent aftershocks of a fierce collision of various divine laws such as destruction, reincarnation, death, order, and the ocean, sending chills down one's spine.

The Golden Dragon Spear hovered in the center of the energy turbulence, its entire body radiating golden light, several times brighter than before. The spear trembled violently, emitting an excited yet violent dragon roar!

The spear tip emitted a dark golden gleam, the very essence of the Golden Dragon King that it had forcibly torn and devoured from Tang Wulin's body! This power was too domineering and wild, frantically impacting the spear's structure and causing it to exude an extremely dangerous, out-of-control aura!

Harosa frowned as he looked at the golden dragon spear, which resembled a runaway beast. He didn't have time to deal with this hot potato! He abruptly shoved the Underworld Aria into the hands of the pale-faced and unsteady-breathing Elex beside him.

"Old Yi! Take it! Suppress it for now! Don't let it cause trouble!" Harosa spoke rapidly, his words leaving no room for argument. The betrayal of the Angelic Sword and the escape of the Trident of Poseidon fueled his rage, but tracking down those two divine artifacts was now the top priority!

The Trident of Poseidon absolutely must return to the Douluo Continent; not following it now would be a waste of time in the universe.

"Fellow Daoist! This..." Electrox had just grasped the Underworld Chant and hadn't even finished speaking when Harosa's figure had already vanished like a ghost.

The next moment, Harosa's figure appeared on the massive gray altar—the core of the God Realm of Rebirth. Without hesitation, he placed his hands on the center of the altar, and his immense divine consciousness instantly merged with the entire God Realm!

The perspective suddenly shifted upwards! Harosa's "vision" seemed to detach from his body and merge with the realm of the dead.

He felt as if he were standing in the midst of a cosmic sea, with the vast Realm of Rebirth, composed of gray mist and countless skeletal remains, lying "beneath" him. His senses, like invisible radar waves, frantically scanned outwards from the Realm of Rebirth, in the direction from which the Trident of the Sea God and the Holy Sword of the Angel had fled!

The universe was deep, cold, and deathly silent. But in Harosa's perception, it wasn't nothingness. He clearly "captured" it! In the distant, almost beyond the limits of his perception, in the dark depths of space, two faint yet extremely conspicuous streaks of light were moving away at an astonishing speed!

One was a deep blue-gold color, carrying the vastness of the ocean and a hint of panic.

One was a pure gold, conveying both the majesty and the somberness of order.

It is the Trident of Poseidon and the Holy Sword of Angels!

"Found it!" Harosa's heart tightened, and he activated the central hub of the divine realm without hesitation! The entire Rebirth Divine Realm trembled slightly, and the massive divine realm barrier emitted a grayish-brown light, slowly adjusting its direction and accelerating at full speed towards the direction where the two streaks of light disappeared!

The realm of gods, like a colossal ark of bones, began to move clumsily and accelerate through the void of the universe. However, compared to the speed at which the two supreme artifacts tore through space and traversed like streaks of light, the movement of the realm of gods was like a snail's crawl!

Harosa's "gaze" was fixed on the two fading streaks of light that were about to disappear from his perception. He frantically squeezed the power of the divine realm's central core, trying to make the divine realm faster! Faster!

The grayish-brown light flickered violently on the barrier of the divine realm. The movement speed of the divine realm was indeed increasing, but the gap with the escape speed of the super artifact was still as vast as an insurmountable chasm! The two streaks of light eventually disappeared completely beyond Harosa's perception limit, like pebbles thrown into the deep sea, leaving no trace.

"Damn it!" Harosa abruptly snapped out of his trance from the divine realm's central state, slamming his fist into the edge of the altar with a dull thud. His face was ashen, his eyes filled with resentment and frustration. "Lost them! In this vast universe, without coordinates—who knows how long it will take to get back to the Douluo plane! And I still have to avoid those damned spatial turbulence and unknown dangers!"

Space travel is far from smooth sailing; even a slight deviation can lead to disastrous consequences. Harosa could only rely on the final, roughly locked-in direction to guide the divine realm forward, while cautiously sensing potential energy storms or gravitational traps ahead, constantly fine-tuning the course. This kind of journey was fraught with immense uncertainty.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anxiety and anger, and his figure disappeared again, returning to the battlefield ruins covered in undead powder.

The moment he appeared, he heard Electrolux's voice, tinged with a wolfish and helpless tone: "Fellow Daoist! Quickly come to my aid! This creature is ferocious and specifically counters energy bodies! I'm finding it difficult to control!"

Inside the arena, the Golden Dragon Spear resembled a completely berserk golden dragon! It completely ignored the deathly aura emanating from the Netherworld Chant in Electrox's hand. Instead, as if stimulated, the golden light on the spear surged, carrying a ferocious dragon's might and an instinct to devour everything, as it frantically pierced and swept towards Electrox!

Each attack was accompanied by a shrill scream that tore through space, forcing Electrox to rely on his exquisite spatial magic and the shield of death power to constantly dodge and block, making him appear quite passive.

Although the Underworld Chant is powerful, Electrox is not its true master and cannot unleash the essence of its devouring properties. More importantly, the domineering dragon power and devouring properties contained in the Golden Dragon Spear have a natural restraint on Electrox!

"Old I, step back! Leave it to me!" Harosa shouted, his eyes flashing with cold light! He was seething with anger and nowhere to vent it!

Electrox felt as if he had been granted a pardon. A spatial flash created distance, and at the same time, he threw the Underworld Chant at Harosa.

Harosa caught the Underworld Aria in one swift motion! The longsword was in his hand, and the gray-white death light instantly surged! The humiliation of being betrayed by the angelic holy sword and the anger of failing to track him down found an outlet, and he poured all of it into this one sword strike!

"You beast! How dare you be so insolent!" Harosa roared, his figure transforming into a gray shadow as he took the initiative to meet the wildly thrusting golden dragon spear head-on! He did not dodge, but instead swung the Netherworld Chant in a circle, carrying the force to split mountains and cleave seas, and slammed it hard into the shaft of the golden dragon spear!

Clang!

A deafening roar! The raging gray-white divine power of rebirth clashed violently with the dark gold dragon power! The golden dragon spear let out a piercing cry, its golden light dimming as it was slashed away by this powerful and heavy sword strike!

But its ferocity had been fully unleashed! The gun twisted in mid-air, transforming into an even sharper golden light, and pounced again!

The spear tip was pointed directly at Harosa's brow!

"Hmph! You can't beat a super artifact, but you can still deal with me?!" Harosa laughed in fury, his killing intent boiling! He no longer held back, pouring his peak second-level god-level rebirth power into the Netherworld Chant without reservation! Countless mournful ghostly phantoms appeared on the sword, and a terrifying devouring power formed a vortex!

Harosa used profound footwork, his figure moving like a ghost within the limited space. The Underworld Chant no longer met the attack head-on, but instead became like a leech, the sword light cunning and ruthless, sometimes pointing, sometimes slicing, sometimes entangling, sometimes drawing, each strike precisely hitting the key points of the Golden Dragon Spear's power flow and the relatively weak "seven inches" of the spear!

You dared to steal the Golden Dragon King's essence! Spit it out for me.

Clang! Clang! Thud! Boom!

The sounds of intense collisions, tearing energy, and the angry, resentful roar of the Golden Dragon Spear filled the air! Harosa had completely gained the upper hand! Like a highly skilled beast tamer, he used the "whip" of the Underworld Chant to continuously lash the raging "beast"!

The grayish-white sword energy of rebirth, like maggots in the bone, constantly eroded the golden light of the Golden Dragon Spear. Furthermore, with each collision, it forcibly tore and devoured the restless Golden Dragon King's essence inside the spear!

The golden dragon spear's light dimmed at a visible speed, and the spear's tremors grew increasingly weak. It tried to resist, tried to devour, but Harosa's Reincarnation Divine Power was of a higher level, and the Netherworld Chant's devouring properties were even more domineering! With each collision, strands of dark golden, blood-like primal power were forcibly stripped away and devoured by the Netherworld Chant!

"Spit it out!" Harosa seized an opportunity, and the Underworld Chant burst forth with an unprecedented gray-white death light. His sword, like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, stabbed fiercely into the core of the Golden Dragon Spear's hilt!

Aww!!!

The Golden Dragon Spear let out an extremely mournful cry! The spear trembled violently, and a large, dense, dark golden essence, like pus being forcibly squeezed out, suddenly gushed out from the junction of the spear tip and the shaft! This was most of the Golden Dragon King's essence that it had devoured!

Harosa was prepared. With a wave of his hand, the massive amount of undead skeleton powder he had prepared beforehand instantly enveloped and covered the raging dark gold source like a gray-white curtain! The powder quickly condensed and hardened, forming a solid gray-white sealing sphere, which tightly imprisoned that violent power within.

Having lost most of the Golden Dragon King's essence that it had devoured, the Golden Dragon Spear was as if its spine had been removed. Its golden light completely dimmed, and the spear stopped trembling. After emitting a faint hum, it fell to the cracked ground with a "clang" and became completely quiet, no longer possessing its previous ferocity.

Harosa snorted coldly and sheathed his sword. He looked at the now-silent golden dragon spear on the ground, then at the undead orb in his hand, which was enveloped in dark gold essence, and understood.

Old Tang is right. Without the bloodline of the Golden Dragon or the origin of the Golden Dragon King as a catalyst, the Golden Dragon Spear in his hands is at most an extremely hard weapon with a bit of sharpness. It is impossible to unleash its true divine power, such as devouring life and commanding dragons.

Tang Wutong can use it because she has fused with Wang Qiu'er's Golden Dragon bloodline; Tang Wulin can use it because the Golden Dragon King's essence is sealed within him. Forcing his way in now will only trigger a backlash once again.

Having temporarily resolved the problem with the Golden Dragon Spear, Harosa finally turned his attention to the core of the battlefield, enveloped in the dust of undead skeletons. The atmosphere here was extremely chaotic, like a spilled vat of laws.

The Law of Destruction: domineering, ending, annihilating everything, like countless tiny purple-black lightning bolts leaping and hissing in the void, showcasing the purest will to destroy.

The Law of Reincarnation (Harosa's own remnants and battlefield echoes): Grayish, profound, the rhythm of life and death, like an invisible vortex, attempts to bring order to chaos and lead the end to new life, but is interfered with by other laws, making it seem somewhat sluggish.

The Law of Order (Remnants of the Angelic Sword): Pure, majestic fragments of golden light, imbued with the power to bind and define rules, like a shattered mirror. Though dim, they still radiate an inviolable will.

In addition, there was a mixture of the lingering scents of Electrolux's undead, the magic of light, and the salty, fishy aftereffects of Old Tang's oceanic power.

Harosa took a deep breath and sat cross-legged. The Underworld Chant was placed horizontally in front of his knees. His powerful divine sense, like a fine sieve, began to actively sort out this chaotic field of laws.

He first stripped away and dispelled the "impurities"—the lingering effects of Electrolux's magic and the remnants of Old Tang's oceanic power. These laws, though powerful, lacked sufficient rank and their attributes were not deeply connected to his core path.

Soon, only three of the most core and highest-ranking fragments of law remained entangled and colliding within the field:

The Law of Destruction (Purple-black, Domineering End)

The Law of Reincarnation (grayish-white, the cycle of birth and death)

The Laws of Order (Golden Fragments, Rules Defined)

Harosa's consciousness cautiously touched and guided these three forces. He did not attempt to force a fusion, but rather, like a calm observer and learner, carefully comprehended the "traces" and "echoes" left by the intense collision of each law in this place.

He clearly "saw" how the Law of Destruction ruthlessly tore apart the golden threads of order; how the Law of Order stubbornly tried to restrain the raging tide of destruction; and how his own Law of Reincarnation acted as a mediator, trying to bring life to the end of destruction, embracing variables within the framework of order, and seeking balance at the boundary between life and death.

This most direct and intense collision and interaction of laws can never be experienced in meditation!

In Harosa's mind, insights about "reincarnation" surged forth like boiling water, colliding and recombining wildly!

Is destruction the end? No, destruction can also be the beginning of new life! Is order eternal? No, order also needs to embrace chaos to last! Is life and death absolute? No, life and death are two sides of the same coin, cycling endlessly at a higher level!

Reincarnation!

He had comprehended fragments of the Law of Destruction and had also come into contact with the Law of Life. It was based on these two opposing yet common forces that he was able to comprehend the unique Law of Reincarnation amidst the mixture of the Law of Rebirth.

The rules governing individuals at the same level are similar, but their characteristics differ.

Now, on this ruin of the war of gods, I have personally experienced the ultimate violence of the law of destruction, the framework of the law of order, and the harmony and inclusiveness of my own law of reincarnation. The most direct collision and fusion between these three is as if an invisible barrier has been broken!

The space behind Harosa twisted violently! The six deep gray-white divine rings that were originally slowly rotating suddenly burst out with dazzling light! Above the six divine rings, a seventh divine ring, which was even larger, more solid, and exuded a deeper aura of the cycle of life and death, seemed to be born from nothingness, rapidly becoming clear and stable from its blurry state!

The gradient of jet black and moon white light illuminated the entire space enveloped in powder! A vast divine power, far surpassing anything before, erupted from Harosa like a sleeping beast awakening!

A first-level god—the god of reincarnation!

The powerful divine aura caused even the guards on the outer perimeter to turn their heads, and a hint of relief appeared on their tired faces.

"Although this fellow Daoist has a bad reputation, he is an extraordinary person of unparalleled talent."

This also caused the silent golden dragon spear on the ground to emit a faint, awe-inspiring hum once more.