Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 187 Douluo Transformation

Seeing that Tang Hao had exhausted his trump cards and his aura was weakening, Harosa's eyes flashed with murderous intent! How could he let go of such a golden opportunity?

"A Lament for the Underworld: The Annihilation of Reincarnation!"

Harosa let out a low shout, and the divine sword in his hand suddenly erupted with an unprecedented deathly light! The inky black and moon white divine power no longer merged and flowed, but transformed into an extremely condensed gray sword aura that seemed capable of severing all cause and effect and destiny in the world!

This sword strike is devoid of any frills; it is simply the purest form of death and end!

The sword energy tore through space silently, instantly bridging the distance between the two and striking directly at Tang Hao's body!

Tang Hao's pupils shrank sharply as he frantically mobilized his remaining Poseidon power and dimensional authority to condense a defense. A massive azure light shield, engraved with the Poseidon trident totem, instantly took shape!

However-

scoff!

The hazy sword energy touched the light shield and passed through it as easily as a hot knife through butter, without any hesitation!

The light shield instantly dimmed and shattered!

The sword energy struck Tang Hao's divine body without any hindrance!

"puff--!"

There was no violent explosion, nor any flying blood and flesh. Tang Hao's divine body, like a sand sculpture weathered by the wind, began to rapidly disintegrate and disintegrate from the point of contact the instant it was struck by the sword energy!

The divine power, laws, and even the soul imprint that constituted the divine body rapidly dissipated and returned to nothingness under that terrifying Cycle Annihilation Sword Qi!

"No!!!" Tang Hao roared in despair and resentment. He could clearly feel the foundation of his existence being forcibly erased!

Harosa's eyes were icy cold, and he did not stop. He waved his Netherworld Chant repeatedly, and deadly gray sword energies crisscrossed, constantly slashing at Tang Hao's collapsing divine body, trying to completely annihilate him and leave not even a trace of his soul!

His divine body shattered, and golden divine blood exploded and vanished in the air like fireworks. Tang Hao's aura plummeted like an avalanche.

However, just when Harosa thought he was about to succeed, he keenly sensed something unusual!

Tang Hao's divine body was indeed collapsing, and his aura was indeed rapidly weakening, but—the deepest connection between him and the entire Douluo plane, like tree roots and the earth, had not been completely severed!

The connection became extremely weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, yet it stubbornly persisted!

When Tang Hao's divine body finally and completely disintegrated, turning into countless points of light and dissipating into the air, the situation that Harosa had envisioned—the complete loss of the plane's authority—did not occur.

He lost his sense of Tang Hao's exact location and could no longer directly attack Tang Hao's presence.

Tang Hao seemed to have merged into the entire Douluo plane, omnipresent yet nowhere to be found. He suffered extremely severe "injuries," not physical or spiritual wounds, but rather a severe damage to his "form of existence." He could no longer manifest a concrete divine body, nor could he freely mobilize the power of the plane as before. His combat strength was reduced to less than one-tenth of its former value.

But he didn't die completely!

Harosa immediately understood. Tang Hao, the "Lord of the Plane," was essentially bound to the Douluo Plane. As long as the Douluo Plane itself was not completely destroyed, or its life essence was not completely drained, Tang Hao would exist in a peculiar form of "will," just like the will of the Demon Plane. Although it could not directly interfere with the present world, it truly existed and was difficult to completely erase by conventional means.

"Tang San! You've got some impressive skills!"

Harosa frowned. He naturally had a way to kill Tang Hao completely—that was to destroy the entire Douluo plane, or, like he did in the Demon plane, to frantically extract the plane's origin until it was exhausted.

However, this goes against his goal of maximizing his interests! What he needs is a living Douluo plane that Ya Li can gradually control, not a desolate ruin.

"Hmph, a worthless piece of trash clinging to life." Harosa sneered, suppressing his killing intent. Since he couldn't completely eliminate him for the time being, he wouldn't waste his energy any more.

Tang Hao no longer poses any threat to him; he is merely a lamb to the slaughter, hiding and waiting for time to pass and slowly perish.

He looked around. This azure space, constructed by Tang San's divine power, was already riddled with cracks and on the verge of complete collapse due to Tang Hao's exhaustion of his trump cards and his final attack.

A cold glint flashed in Harosa's eyes, and he casually waved his hand.

Boom!

The power of reincarnation surged like a tide, completely shattering the already crumbling space, turning it into countless blue light spots that vanished into nothingness.

Harosa's figure reappeared in the real space of the Douluo Continent, hovering high in the sky.

He gazed into the endless void, as if he could pierce through the dimensional barrier and see the distant realm of gods. His voice was as cold as ancient ice: "Tang San—you're next."

After speaking, his vast divine sense spread out rapidly like an invisible giant net, covering most of Douluo Star, and quickly captured Ya Li's aura.

At this moment, Yali was hovering above the Star Dou Great Forest, radiating a vast yet gentle divine light of life.

Her consciousness and will, like mercury flowing across the ground, established connections with billions of plants and countless living beings on Douluo Star, attempting to communicate with, guide, and even govern the life energy scattered everywhere.

The process seemed to be going smoothly, but the Douluo Continent was vast after all, and this was an extremely large project that could not be completed overnight.

Seeing that everything was going smoothly and there was nothing he needed to do, Harosa was completely relieved.

He took one last look at the scarred land, then his figure quietly faded away. He passed through the gates of the underworld and returned to the realm of the gods, where he once again immersed himself in a deep understanding of the Primordial Breath, the laws of destruction and creation, and his own origin of reincarnation.

However, the entire Douluo Continent was caught in a vortex of speculation, panic, and public opinion due to the various strange phenomena caused by the brief but earth-shattering divine war, such as the brief boiling of the global oceans, the inexplicable loud noises and energy fluctuations in the sky, and the strange changes in the celestial phenomena in certain areas.

Ordinary people were filled with anxiety, the Soul Master community was abuzz with speculation, and the major powers were secretly stirring.

This is a miracle! It must be a miracle! It hasn't happened in so many years, which means that gods are present, and they have the possibility of becoming gods.

They all diligently cultivated their skills and talents, hoping to gain the favor of the gods, pass the divine test, and inherit the divine position.

The fact that a miracle occurred but no action was taken to help Shrek suggests that this god was not Shrek's ancestor, thus breaking Shrek's monopoly on the myth of gods.

Everyone can sense that the times are changing dramatically.

The future Douluo Continent will inevitably undergo earth-shattering and unpredictable changes due to the quiet actions of a newly ascended God of Life and the quiet departure of an old plane lord.