Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 258 Union

He turned to Yali, his expression turning serious. He was no longer the confident and composed man he had been when discussing the battle, but rather carried the responsibility and entrustment that belonged to a god-king and husband: "Yali, when the divine war resumes, your husband and I will likely be at a disadvantage against Gu Yuena in terms of our reserves of primordial energy. If we are to fight to the end, or even win, we will need the full support of the divine realm."

He grasped Yali's hand, gazing intently at her: "I need the divine realm to accurately and efficiently transmit primal power to me remotely when I clash with Gu Yuena. While I control the core of the divine realm's command center, its daily maintenance, energy guidance, and coordination among the gods, especially when I am fully focused on fighting the enemy and have no time to spare—all of this requires your oversight and coordination."

The meaning behind his words was crystal clear: he was the sharp sword charging ahead, and she was the solid foundation behind him, the lifeline connecting him to the power of the entire divine realm.

Upon hearing this, a hint of understanding flashed in Yali's golden eyes, which was then replaced by utmost seriousness. She knew that this was no easy task.

Mobilizing the power of the entire divine realm for intergalactic support requires maintaining the stability of the divine realm itself, coordinating the duties of hundreds of gods, and precisely controlling the rhythm and intensity of energy output—the pressure and responsibility involved are no less than those on the front lines of a battle.

But she did not hesitate for a moment, nor did she show the slightest fear.

She grasped Harossa's hand tightly in return, her beautiful face radiating a resolute yet gentle light, her voice clear and powerful: "Rest assured, my husband, I am here in the divine realm. With our hearts united, what difficulties can we face? You fight on the front lines, and I will never be a burden to you, but only your strongest support."

Her promise was like a gentle spring breeze, yet it contained an unwavering will.

Seeing his wife like this, Harosa's hardened heartstrings were gently plucked, and his eyes revealed undisguised tenderness and love.

He leaned down and placed a gentle, precious kiss on her smooth forehead, his smile warm: "Okay."

After a moment of tenderness, Harosa seemed to remember something and said, "Besides the divine war plan, there is another matter I have brought back this time."

"What is it?" Yali looked up, her eyes asking.

With a flick of his sleeve, Harosa unleashed two distinctly different sword intents that instantly filled the temple, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly. The next moment, two ancient-looking longswords, exuding a chilling aura, hovered before the two.

A sword, white as a crescent moon, its blade seemingly forged from the purest moonlight, its brilliance restrained yet subtly emanating a strange force field that devours all light and reverses the cycle of reincarnation.

The other sword was a deep, pure black, so black that it seemed to draw in even the eyes. The light around the blade was distorted and dimmed, exuding a chilling Daoist charm that could transform all things and return them to silence.

It was by using the great artifact "Netherworld Lament" and his own martial soul "Netherworld Sword" as a foundation, integrating his understanding of reincarnation, devouring, and

This is a divine artifact forged over countless years, born from insights into the laws of destruction and many other principles!

"Taking the essence of devouring from the chants of the underworld, and using my law of reincarnation as the core, I reverse its nature. On one hand, I maximize its devouring power, manifesting this crescent-white light, which can devour the essence of heaven and earth and absorb the origin of all worlds; on the other hand, I reverse and enhance its transformation effect, turning all external forces into my own, manifesting this inky black hue, which can turn offense into defense and calamity into fuel."

Harosa gazed at the two divine swords, so intimately connected to his very being, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. "They have been nurtured within the divine realm's core for a long time, and now they have finally reached perfection. Only their names—I haven't yet come up with one. You are naturally intelligent and insightful; why not name them?"

Yali's gaze was deeply drawn to the two divine swords; she could sense the terrifying power they contained and the painstaking effort Harossa had poured into them.

She gazed intently, especially at the crescent-white longsword. Though its gleam was cold, it gave her a strange sense of closeness and warmth. She pondered for a moment, then a flash of inspiration struck her. Pointing to the crescent-white sword, she softly said, "This sword is as pure as the moon, its clear light flowing like the radiant glow of the cassia tree in the moon palace, untouched by dust, yet containing a gentle power to nourish all things and guide the lost. How about—calling it 'Guihua'? Taking the meaning of 'Guihua flowing on tiles,' may its radiance cleanse your path, bringing you peace and hope."

She looked again at the jet-black sword and said softly, "This sword is deep and dark, like a shadow, both a companion to light and a guardian of darkness. 'Dark' is the true color of heaven and earth, profound and timeless; 'shadow,' though not visible in the light, is always there, never leaving your side. Let's call it 'Dark Shadow,' signifying that it will always be there, protecting you and vanquishing all enemies who dare to invade."

Guihua, Xuanying.

Harosa repeated the two names in a low voice, his eyes filled with even more admiration.

"The osmanthus blossoms flow like water, their purity shines brightly; their shadows follow their forms, protecting them completely. What a fine name, it suits my taste and their nature perfectly."

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His fingertips swirled with divine power, like the finest carving knife, carving the ancient divine characters "Guihua" onto the crescent-white hilt of the sword; and on the spine of the jet-black sword, he inscribed the characters "Xuanying".

Once the divine inscription was completed, the two divine swords shone with inner radiance, as if they truly possessed souls and names, and their connection with Harosa became even stronger.

However, the next moment, Harosa did something that Yali didn't expect. He picked up the moon-white longsword engraved with "Guihua," handed it to Yali, and said gently, "Yali, record your primordial imprint into 'Guihua.'"

Yali was stunned upon hearing this, her golden eyes filled with astonishment and confusion: "Husband? This—this is your natal divine artifact, closely related to your reincarnation origin, and a powerful weapon for your future conquest of the dragon horse, how—how can you let me imprint it on you?"

A divine artifact is almost equivalent to a second life for a god, serving as the core extension of their power.

Allowing others to leave their mark is tantamount to handing over one's lifeline to them, and it is also a form of "contamination" of the artifact itself.

And weaken.

Seeing Yali's surprised expression, Harosa smiled slightly and explained, "Don't worry, listen to me. This is precisely to prepare for the upcoming divine war."

This is trust.

He swept his gaze across "Guihua" and "Xuanying" and slowly said, "When I go to the Dragon Horse Star System this time, it is impossible for me to bring the entire Samsara God Realm with me. That is not only unrealistic, but it would also alert the enemy. When I fight Gu Yuena, if I need the support of the God Realm's origin, the ordinary transmission methods are inefficient and easily interfered with across the endless starry sky."

"Guihua" and "Xuanying" were forged by me using the Law of Reincarnation as their core. They share the same origin and coexist, and no matter how far apart they are, they can resonate with each other across space. I carry "Xuanying" with me as a terminal for receiving and transforming the origin of the divine realm;

"Guihua, however, must remain in the divine realm as the source that guides and transmits the essence of the divine realm!"

He looked at Ya Li, his eyes clear and trusting: "Having your primordial imprint recorded in 'Guihua' is not to weaken it, but to grant it higher authority. At that time, you will govern 'Guihua,' sitting in the central hub of the divine realm. Through your connection with 'Guihua,' you will be able to more accurately and efficiently mobilize and guide the primordial power of the entire divine realm's cycle of reincarnation, and then, through the special channel between 'Guihua' and 'Xuanying,' traverse the starry sea and transmit it to me!"

"In this way, you will become the most direct and stable bridge between me and the divine realm. Your will, through Guihua," will become the power that sustains my battle.

So that's how it is! Yali instantly understood Harossa's deeper meaning. This wasn't about dividing his power, but rather constructing an ultimate energy transfer system centered on the couple, linked by their twin swords, and backed by the entire divine realm!

The purpose of recording her mark is to enable her to control "Guihua" as if it were her own arm, so that she can better fulfill her role as "commander of the rear".

No longer did she hesitate; instead, a warm current of absolute trust and a heavy sense of responsibility welled up within her. She nodded solemnly:

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I understand, my husband.

She extended her slender fingers, the tips of which were enveloped in pure life force and a trace of the unique authority of the goddess of the divine realm, and gently touched the blade of the "Guihua" sword.

The moon-white sword trembled slightly, as if welcoming her touch. Then, a soft yet resilient golden halo flowed from Ya Li's fingertips, like threads weaving destiny, slowly merging into the depths of the "Guihua" sword, forming a unique mark closely connected to her soul.

The moment the mark was completed, Yali felt a strange connection established between herself and "Guihua," as if she could sense the vast power of reincarnation contained within it, and the invisible, unyielding bond between it and the distant "Xuanying."

Seeing that the mark was complete, Harosa's face showed a relieved expression. He sheathed the "Shadow Sword" and looked deeply at Yali, a thousand words unspoken.

He stepped forward, gently pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her soft lips. This kiss was unlike the previous ones; it carried the burning passion of farewell, the lingering tenderness of reluctance, and the unwavering belief in victory.

Yali responded warmly, as if she wanted to pass on all her strength and blessings to him through this kiss.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Harosa gave Yali a deep look, as if trying to etch her image into the depths of his soul. Then he resolutely turned around, took the Xuan Ying Sword, and with one step, his figure disappeared from the temple, heading straight for the wormhole leading to the Dragon Horse Galaxy.

Yali stood alone in the empty temple, her hand tightly gripping the moon-white "Guihua" sword. The warm touch of the sword and the connection to her blood filled her with determination and strength. She gazed in the direction where Harosa had disappeared, her golden eyes devoid of any weakness, only the resolute determination of the Goddess of Life and the Matriarch of the Divine Realm.

"My husband, go in peace. I will protect our home and await your triumphant return!"

"Dragon God, you are facing two people—"

Her whispers echoed gently in the temple, like the most steadfast vow.