Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 233 I'm begging you

Harosa put down the comb, gently placed his hands on Ya Li's shoulders, looked at her exquisite face in the mirror, and slowly said, "The fundamental reason for Gu Yue Na's departure this time is simply that she sees us, especially the Samsara God Realm, as the greatest threat. She is afraid that we will attack her, and even more afraid that the war will affect the soul beast race that she has worked so hard to preserve. Therefore, she would rather let the Dragon Valley Minor Dimension break away from Douluo and go far into the universe, in order to find a relatively safe habitat for the soul beasts."

Yali nodded thoughtfully: "Your analysis is correct. Letting her go is indeed like—raising a tiger to cause trouble. She has merged with the Golden Dragon King's essence, and given time, it is not impossible for her to regain her position as the Dragon God. At that time, her strength will surely increase dramatically."

Harosa smiled knowingly. "But this will take time, a long time."

In this process, she couldn't allow Dragon Valley to drift forever in the perilous universe; that would be tantamount to entrusting the fate of the entire race to luck. She had to find a suitable plane to settle down, take root, and develop.

He paused, then continued his analysis: "The universe is vast, but there aren't many known stable planes suitable for advanced life. There are a few inhabited planets around the Douluo plane, but given her cautious nature, it's highly unlikely she'd remain under our watchful eyes. Therefore, her options are very limited—"

Harosa's gaze seemed to pierce through the temple, looking towards the boundless starry sky: "Beyond the Douluo Galaxy, there is a vast galaxy called the Dragon Horse Galaxy. Within it are two famous twin stars. Although their plane level has not yet reached the God Realm level, it is said that the life energy they contain is unimaginably vast, even comparable to some lower-level God Realms. With Gu Yuena's abilities and perception of life energy, she will most likely be able to find that place and make it a new base for her soul beast clan."

Upon hearing this, Yali suddenly realized what was going on, turned to look at Harosa, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "So—you want to fatten up the rabbit before killing it?" She used a slightly playful but very apt metaphor.

Harosa chuckled upon hearing the description "rabbit," and playfully flicked Yali's nose. "That's an interesting description. However, that's only one reason. More importantly, Gu Yuena now clearly possesses two super artifacts: the Dragon God Core and the Ascending Dragon Pillar. If we force her into a fight to the death, even if I win, I will inevitably pay a heavy price, and the Samsara God Realm will likely suffer crippling damage. This isn't a worthwhile trade."

He didn't delve any deeper into whether he was interested in the Dragon Horse Galaxy itself, or whether he had any other, more complex plans. Instead, he cleverly shifted the topic using this practical reason.

Ya Li, being intelligent, noticed his reservations but didn't press further. Instead, she reminded him of something else: "By the way, Tang Wulin, the 'Son of God' who fought Di Tian earlier, was rescued by the Trident of the Sea God. That trident is a super artifact. Will letting him go like this cause future trouble? Should we send someone to track him down?"

Harosa shook his head, his eyes gleaming with knowing understanding: "No need. We need to play the long game. While powerful artifacts are strong, they are ultimately external objects, merely bearers of laws. Without laws that don't belong to them, they can't truly become powerful. Besides—the owner of that halberd might actually want us to do just that."

He said meaningfully. In fact, when the Trident of Poseidon carried Tang Wulin and broke through space to escape, Harosa was fully capable of intercepting him. But he didn't. Because he knew very well that Tang Wulin was just bait; the real target was Tang San, who would inevitably return with the Douluo God Realm at some point in the future! Leaving Tang Wulin behind was to give Tang San a "reason" to return.

Meanwhile, in the cold and desolate deep space of space.

A faint blue-gold light drifted aimlessly at a speed that could be described as "slow" on the scale of the vast universe. Only upon closer inspection could one discern that it was a golden trident, its entire body shimmering with a watery aura, supporting an unconscious black-haired youth. The youth's external wounds were slowly healing, enveloped by faint blue-silver grass-like phantoms—the self-healing properties of the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul were at work.

This is Tang Wulin, who narrowly escaped the Emperor's Dragon-Slaying Blade and was taken away from the Douluo Continent by the super artifact, the Trident of the Sea God.

However, the situation was far from peaceful deep within Tang Wulin's consciousness.

A slightly illusory split soul, depicting Tang San in a pale blue color, was anxiously staring at the other side, where a long sword phantom, entirely golden and exuding an aura of holiness and order, stood—the Angelic Holy Sword!

This fragment of Tang San's soul was already extremely weak. Although he had secretly absorbed some of the scattered abyssal essence during the collapse of the abyss plane to barely recover, it was still a drop in the ocean. At this moment, he was speaking to the ever-silent Angelic Holy Sword in an almost pleading tone: "—I'm begging you."

These words seemed to have exhausted a great deal of the soul's strength, as the blue light emanating from them dimmed slightly. He had been trying to communicate with the consciousness within the Angelic Holy Sword, but the other party had never responded.

However, right after he said the words "I'm begging you," the angelic holy sword, which had been like an inanimate object, trembled slightly and emitted a very faint but extremely clear sword sound!

Immediately afterwards, a clear, ethereal female voice, seemingly untouched by worldly concerns yet containing an indescribable complex emotion, resounded in my mind: "Twenty thousand years ago—I also begged your true self in the same way."

This voice originated from the slumbering soul of Qian Renxue within the Angelic Holy Sword!

Her voice sounded very calm, even a little too flat, lacking the emotional fluctuations that a normal person should have.

Over the years, she has remained silent within Tang Wulin's sea of ​​consciousness, like an observer, silently absorbing information from the outside world, whether it be Tang Wulin's experiences or fragments of the truth about the past circulating from various channels.

She has her own judgment, and more and more signs indicate that what the being named Harosa said back then is likely true.

Revenge?

The thought crossed my mind. But could revenge bring back the Spirit Hall? Could it bring back my mother? Could it bring back those glorious years? The answer was no. Time cannot be reversed, and everything that has passed has long since vanished.

Aren't you going to take revenge?

But that hatred, that pain of being deceived and having everything destroyed, was so real and heavy. Tang San destroyed everything she cherished in this world.

After years of reflection and re-ascension to godhood, Qian Renxue's consciousness has become highly inclined towards divinity.

She pursues order, rules, and balance, and the passions and grudges of human nature seem to have been worn down considerably. From the information she has gathered, many of Tang San's actions, especially his true form's activities in the God Realm, are precisely what she believes to be the order and balance.

This is something she cannot accept.

Upon hearing Qian Renxue's calm yet subtly sharp response, Tang San's split soul felt a sudden chill in its heart, realizing something was amiss.

He is currently in an extremely weak state. If the Angelic Holy Sword were to attack at this moment, his divided soul would likely be reduced to ashes in an instant, and Tang Wulin's sea of ​​consciousness would also suffer severe damage!

The atmosphere within his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became subtle and tense.