Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 188 The New Core of Life—Holy Spirit Yali

Ya Li's rule over the billions of lives in the Douluo plane was not a forceful conquest like a storm, but more like a gentle spring rain, nourishing things silently.

Her life essence was like a huge and gentle radiation source, gently scattering the fluctuations of her life laws, which had become incomparably pure and advanced after being enlightened by the Silver Dragon King and "catalyzed" by Harosa, onto the Star Dou Great Forest, and then spread to the entire continent.

Aside from a few high-level soul beasts and human powerhouses with profound cultivation and awakened intelligence, whose internal energy circulates independently and whose will is unwavering, she could sense that forcibly controlling them would consume a great deal of mental energy and might cause a backlash, so she temporarily bypassed them. The vast majority of lower-level creatures, ordinary plants, and even the faint life energy flowing between mountains and rivers, under an almost instinctive attraction and submission, naturally accepted the guidance and connection of this newly born, higher god of life.

Her consciousness seemed to transform into a boundless, warm green light net, gently covering the entire plane.

Countless tiny specks of life light, like fireflies, converged from all directions, merging into her divine essence, and through the transformation of the divine essence, reflecting back an even purer life force.

During this process, the life essence surrounding Yali became increasingly rich and vast. She floated above the heavens, her pure white divine dress fluttering without wind, flowing with a soft and sacred radiance.

Her long, golden hair seemed to be formed from pure light and life energy, scattering drops of vibrant light as it danced in the wind.

Her face was serene and compassionate, her eyes clear as if containing the reflection of all life in the world, and every gesture she made carried a sacred charm of creating, nourishing and comforting all things.

She is no longer merely a powerful deity, but more like a primordial ancient god who has truly descended to the mortal realm and holds the power of life, bestowing boundless divine grace and favor upon her people.

Just as Harosa had predicted, the process of merging with and absorbing the remaining part of Ah Yin's life core went exceptionally smoothly.

Tang Hao seemed to have been completely crippled and could no longer pose any obstacle. The dim blue silver emperor phantom that represented Ah Yin's origin, when it sensed Ya Li's higher-level and purer life law aura, showed little resistance and was easily absorbed and assimilated by her, like a drop of water merging into the ocean.

Finally, when the last trace of Ah Yin's mark completely dissipated, and when more than 50% of the scattered life energy in the Douluo Continent had established a solid connection with Ya Li, a whoosh!

An indescribable, overwhelming sense of resonance instantly swept over Yali's entire soul!

She succeeded! She officially became the new life core of the Douluo Continent!

At that moment, her perception underwent a dramatic transformation. She was no longer observing this plane from the outside, but rather felt as if she had become one with the entire Douluo Star!

She can clearly "hear" the flow of rivers, lakes, and seas, "feel" the breath of mountains and earth, and "touch" the pulse of forests and grasslands. The birth, aging, sickness, death, reproduction, and dwelling of countless living beings are as clearly visible as if they were happening within her body.

Her understanding of the laws of life instantly rose several levels, and many things that were previously obscure and difficult to understand suddenly became clear. Life is no longer just energy and form, but a flowing, cyclical, and eternal melody intertwined with all things.

However, in this new and incredibly powerful perception, what surged into Yali's heart was not the joy of being in control of everything, but rather—boundless sorrow and heaviness.

She could clearly feel the mournful cry of the planet beneath her feet.

Deep within the earth, the veins of the earth are depleted, like dried-up blood vessels; in the ocean, life is dim, like an old man in his twilight years; the primordial energy of heaven and earth flowing in the air is thin and mixed, carrying a sense of exhaustion that is difficult to sustain.

Even the most fundamental life force that supports the growth of all things appears so weak, as if it might dry up at any moment—the entire plane is riddled with holes, like a giant whose blood and essence have been excessively drained, silently heading towards its demise.

"How could this be—" Yali clutched her chest, two lines of clear tears sliding down her beautiful face.

A deep compassion, stemming from the instinct of life, for this land that nurtures all things yet has been ravaged, filled her heart.

It was wailing, and it was calling for its children to protect it.

Almost without hesitation, she began to reverse the operation of her divine power!

It's no longer about taking, but about giving!

Vast and pure life force, like sweet rain, surged from her body and selflessly poured into every corner of the Douluo plane connected to her.

She began to nourish this dying plane with her own divine power, which was originally that of a first-level god!

She was certainly not stupid. She could clearly see that the decline of the Douluo Continent was caused by years of overdraft, and its roots were deep-seated.

Even if she were to completely sacrifice herself, it would be like a drop in the ocean, unable to fundamentally reverse the trend of her decline.

To truly save it, we must rely on the intervention of a more powerful external force and a long period of recuperation, such as the exchange of reincarnation origins from the realm of the dead, as promised by Harosa.

Even so, she would do everything in her power to alleviate the pain as much as possible and to nourish the body as much as she could.

Having experienced this firsthand, almost empathetic, feeling, and comparing it to Tang Hao and Ah Yin's past actions, Ya Li couldn't help but feel a strong sense of disgust and contempt!

"Selfish and self-serving! Disregarding kindness and righteousness!" she condemned in her heart. "Born here, raised here, nourished by the plane to achieve godhood, yet they turn around and frantically squeeze the essence of the mother body like termites, just to satisfy their own selfish desires, causing the plane to wither to this state!"

That's utterly outrageous!

In contrast, although Harosa's methods were cruel, his motives unclear, and he carried the indifference and scheming of an evil god, at least—his proposed solution was a genuine attempt to "save" the Douluo plane and give it a chance to continue.

This contrast made Yali's feelings about Harosa even more complicated and difficult to understand.

There was a sense of closerness and goodwill.

Although Ya Li's reciprocation could not cure the deep-seated problems of the Douluo Continent, the selfless gift of a first-level god still had a significant and amazing effect!

The Soul Masters were pleasantly surprised to find that they could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth more quickly during cultivation, and that breaking through bottlenecks seemed easier.

The soul beasts felt that their damaged foundations were recovering faster after the heavenly tribulation, and the spiritual herbs and immortal flowers in the mountains and forests were growing more luxuriantly.

Ordinary people have noticed that this year's spring breeze is exceptionally warm, turning barren mountains green, bringing dead trees back to life, and resulting in crops growing better than ever before.

The dried-up river flowed with clear water again, tender green grass sprouted from the barren land, and even the air became exceptionally fresh.

The entire Douluo Continent, like a patient who has been ill for a long time, has finally received a precious nectar to nourish it. Although it is still far from recovery, it has been rejuvenated with a long-lost and vigorous vitality.

All these changes originated from Yali, the goddess of life who hangs in the heavens and silently dedicates herself.

Her kindness and compassion, like a lighthouse in the darkness, brought the first ray of truly hopeful dawn to this nearly depleted dimension.

Douluo is not the Douluo of one person; it has existed since time immemorial and will continue to exist since time immemorial. Anyone or any god who tries to treat it as their private property will suffer a backlash.