Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 175 A Thousand Years of Death, The Next Yun Ming?

Under the immense temptation of the future hegemony of the Spirit Pagoda, the father and son, Qian Gu Die Ting and Qian Gu Dong Feng, did indeed develop the audacity to snatch food from the tiger's mouth.

However, courage is not the same as strength.

Just as Qian Gu Die Ting's aura surged, and the enormous phantom of the coiled dragon staff condensed once more, exuding an aura of wanting to rival the Demon Emperor—

The Demon Queen didn't even glance at them, only a hint of indifferent impatience flashed in her eerie purple eyes. She remained languidly standing in place, casually raising her slender hand as if merely shooing away annoying mosquitoes.

There was no earth-shattering burst of soul power, nor any complicated prelude to a soul skill. It was simply a gentle palm strike directed towards the ancient father and son.

It is powerful and heavy.

In an instant, the weather changed dramatically!

A gigantic palm print made of pure red-purple destructive energy appeared out of thin air!

The palm print was clearly defined, as if it had been personally pressed down by a demon god from the heavens, carrying an indescribable, terrifying divine power that surpassed all living beings!

Wherever the palm strike passed, the space shattered like fragile glass, revealing dark void cracks!

This palm strike, seemingly slow, was actually faster than thought! It seemed to ignore the distance in space, and as soon as it was struck, it had already landed on the heads of Qian Gu Die Ting and Qian Gu Dong Feng!

"Not good!!" Qian Gu Die Ting's expression changed drastically. He felt the crushing power contained in this palm strike, which was completely different from that of a half-step god!

He roared and, together with Qian Gu Dongfeng beside him, poured their soul power into the Panlong Staff in their hands without reservation!

"Panlong! Yu!"

Two towering dragon-shaped staffs crossed and blocked the way, their dragon roars shaking the heavens and their golden light flashing, condensing into an incomparably thick golden dragon shield that seemed capable of withstanding any attack in the world!

However-

boom!!!!!!!

A crimson-purple palm print was casually pressed onto the golden dragon shield.

There was no stalemate, no deafening crash.

The giant golden dragon shield, which had been forged with the combined full power of two of the strongest experts from the Spirit Pagoda, was as fragile as paper before the crimson-purple palm print. It couldn't even withstand a single breath before it shattered with a deafening roar, dissipating into countless golden specks of light.

The palm print, its momentum undiminished, crashed down like the collapsing sky!

"puff--!"

"Ugh—!"

Qian Gu Die Ting and Qian Gu Dong Feng were struck as if by lightning, blood gushing from their mouths like fountains! The four-word battle armor on their bodies groaned in pain, cracking instantly! Their bodies, like two meteorites, were slammed from the sky by this irresistible force, crashing into the ruins below!

Boom!

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, forming a huge impact crater.

Those elite members of the Spirit Pagoda who were originally preparing to "act" and "snag" were all dumbfounded, staring blankly at the rising smoke and dust, their minds completely blank.

"What happened?!"

"Tower Master! Old Tower Master!"

"Wasn't this just acting? How did it turn into a real fight? And—and he was slapped away?!"

Just as everyone was in a panic, "Roar!" "Roar!"

Two roars of defiance and fury erupted from the smoke and dust! The two dragons, though their light had dimmed considerably...

The Panlong Staff, still radiating an indomitable fighting spirit, forcefully held up the remaining energy of the reddish-purple palm print that had not yet completely dissipated!

As the smoke and dust cleared, the figures of two people in the center of the pit were revealed.

Qian Gu Die Ting and Qian Gu Dong Feng knelt on the ground, using the Panlong Staff to support their bodies so as not to fall completely.

Their faces were ashen, blood splattered on their lips and chests, their battle armor cracked and their breathing erratic—clearly, they had all suffered severe internal injuries. The power of a single palm strike was terrifying!

The Demon Emperor didn't even turn his head, but simply instructed Ye Lan beside him, "You will oversee the final stage of the grand formation. Keep an eye on Yun Ming's movements and don't let him resort to desperate measures. I'll go—and deal with these two annoying flies."

Her tone was calm and even, as if she were not going to kill two top experts on the continent, but simply to casually strangle two noisy insects in the backyard.

Since you're not leaving, then stay and become food for them.

Upon hearing this, Qian Gu Die Ting and Qian Gu Dong Feng's eyes flashed with extreme humiliation and ruthlessness! The father and son exchanged a glance, both seeing in each other's eyes the determination to fight to the death!

"East Wind!" "Father!"

"Like father, like son! Today, even if it costs us our lives, we will uphold justice and slay this evil demon!" Qian Gu Die Ting forcefully suppressed his surging blood and roared as he took the lead in soaring into the air!

Now we're in a bind, we have no choice but to go for it. If I had known the gap was this big, I wouldn't have been so greedy.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Form!"

"Soul forging body, manifest!"

Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!

Seven distinct yet equally powerful roars and dragon cries erupted from Qian Gu Die Ting's body! Seven enormous beast shadows (souls of the Wraith Sequence), each with a different form but exuding a dense aura of ghostly death, instantly appeared and merged with his main body!

His aura suddenly surged, his body was covered with a layer of ferocious ghostly bone armor, and gray vengeful spirit power was wrapped around the Panlong Staff. His momentum was unparalleled!

Fortunately, this isn't ten thousand years ago, otherwise I would have become an evil spirit master.

The eternal east wind roared just as fiercely. Although his soul-forged body was not as powerful as his father's double vengeful spirits, it was still one of the best among the peak quasi-gods.

Seven powerful phantom souls surrounded him, amplifying his various abilities! Father and son, one on the left and one on the right, each wielding a dragon-coiled staff, transformed into two golden meteors, charging towards the Demon Emperor with a death-defying will!

The shadows of sticks filled the sky, the dragon's roar shook the heavens, and the momentum was immense!

Faced with this seemingly fierce and unparalleled siege, the Demon Emperor's beautiful face did not even show the slightest ripple.

She simply shook her head slightly, as if sighing at their overestimation of their abilities.

She didn't even use any weapons; she simply raised her hands, which were so white they were almost transparent.

He slightly raised his left hand, spread his five fingers, and gently gripped the overwhelming shadow of the staff in the ancient east wind.

hum!

Qian Gu Dongfeng felt the space around him freeze instantly! All his staff shadows, all his soul skills, and even the soul spirits surrounding him were forcibly imprisoned in mid-air by an indescribable terrifying force!

He felt like an insect trapped in the thickest amber, making even blinking incredibly difficult! The flow of his soul power completely ceased!

With his right hand, his fingers were like a knife, and he casually slashed at the most imposing and charging Qian Gu Die Ting.

Stab it--!

A tiny, purplish-black spatial rift, seemingly capable of slicing through the laws of heaven and earth, appeared silently and precisely swept past all of Qian Gu Die Ting's defenses, and past the vengeful spirits roaring around him!

"Pfft!"

Qian Gu Die Ting's figure, which had been charging forward, suddenly froze! He looked down at his chest in disbelief. There, a thin, perfectly smooth cut had appeared out of nowhere! The vengeful spirit he had merged with let out a shrill scream, instantly becoming ethereal and dim!

His defenses, strengthened by the soul forging of his body, were easily sliced ​​through like paper by the Demon Emperor with a casual swipe!

Fresh blood gushed out like a waterfall!

Soul-forging was a good method that allowed him to touch the power of the gods, but he was facing a true god who had no divine position.

"Father!!!" The imprisoned Qian Gu Dongfeng let out a heart-wrenching roar, his eyes filled with blood and tears!

"East Wind, go!!!" Qian Gu Die Ting used his last bit of strength to suddenly burn up all the remaining life essence and soul power!

A burst of violent energy temporarily broke through the Demon Emperor's restriction on him. As if in a final burst of energy, he grabbed the imprisoned Eternal East Wind and, with all his might, hurled it far away!

"Tsk, what a boring display of fatherly affection." The Demon Emperor frowned slightly, seemingly surprised by Qian Gu Die Ting's outburst before his death, but unmoved. She raised her hand, as if intending to obliterate the fleeing Qian Gu Dong Feng as well.

But at that moment, the light of the blood sacrifice array below reached its peak, and Ye Lan sent a message:

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"Demon Emperor, the final stage requires stability!"

The Demon Emperor paused slightly, glanced at the great formation below that was about to be fully formed, and then glanced at Qian Gu Dongfeng, who was thrown out like a stray dog. In the end, he lowered his hand.

"Oh well, just a small fry. Let him go. Business is more important," she muttered coldly to herself.

Compared to hunting down an insignificant ancient wind, ensuring the perfect completion of the blood sacrifice formation and absorbing this massive amount of death and blood energy was clearly more important to her.

She then turned her gaze to the dying Qian Gu Die Ting below.

"Old man, you've got guts. Too bad you chose the wrong opponent," the Demon Emperor said calmly, flicking his finger.

A faint purplish-black light instantly entered Qian Gu Die Ting's brow.

Qian Gu Die Ting's body trembled violently, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his body plummeted downwards like a puppet with its strings cut. The ambitious old master of the Spirit Transmission Tower had thus perished.

It was transformed into one of the countless undead, mercilessly devoured by the blood sacrifice array.

The other members of the Spirit Pagoda were already terrified. Seeing that Qian Gu Dongfeng had been sent away at the cost of the old pagoda master's life, and that the Demon Emperor seemed to have no intention of pursuing them, they immediately felt reassured and began to feign grief and indignation, shouting, "Avenge the old pagoda master!"

"Protect the Tower Master!" In reality, he hurriedly chased after the direction in which Qian Gu Dong Feng had fled, quickly disappearing into the horizon.

The Demon Emperor didn't even bother to look at the fleeing minions. With a flash, he returned to Ye Lan's side.

At this moment, the enormous blood sacrifice array that enveloped the entire Shrek City was shining with its blazing light at its peak!

Countless black death energy, red blood mist, and gray resentment have been thoroughly refined and compressed, transforming into an incomparably pure, dark red energy liquid that exudes a chilling power. It flows slowly within the array's light screen, emitting an alluring yet incomparably evil glow.

The power of the great formation even began to subtly erode the golden ancient tree in the core area, attempting to refine that ten-thousand-year-old life core as well!

Yun Ming felt a sudden increase in pressure and had to divert some of his strength to resist the erosion, making his face even paler.

The external explosive energy finally began to gradually dissipate. He had some strength left, but the return of the Demon Emperor and the final completion of the Blood Sacrifice Array shattered the glimmer of hope that had just risen within him.

As the Demon Emperor sensed the surging, vast death energy within the great formation, a look of satisfaction appeared on his exquisite face.

Her aura, influenced by this energy, became increasingly terrifying and restrained, as unfathomable as an abyss.

She was the biggest beneficiary of the blood sacrifice; the entire Shrek City benefited from her alone.

However, she still seemed unsatisfied. Her eerie purple eyes slowly turned, finally settling on the figure of a half-step god struggling to hold on beneath the ancient golden tree.

A cruel yet alluring smile curved her lips.

"A half-step god-like old man as a byproduct is certainly not bad—but if we could also refine you, the current Sea God Pavilion Master, the Sky-Supporting Douluo Yun Ming, into this blood sacrifice array—the quality of this death energy would surely be elevated to another level, wouldn't it?"

She wanted to add another top-tier main course to this grand feast!