Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 275 The Uninvited Guest from Crimson

The Dragon Horse Galaxy, a desolate star field that had just experienced the fall of a god-king and the depletion of stars, should have fallen into eternal silence after the army of the Reincarnation God Realm withdrew.

However, just after Harosa and Yali left, a group of uninvited guests quietly arrived at the edge of this star field and descended upon it.

A total of ten figures hovered around the Dragon Horse Twin Stars, which had already lost their luster and resembled two huge gray stone spheres.

They are large in size and roughly humanoid in shape, but the details are quite different from those of humans.

Covered in dark red, purplish-black or jet-black horny carapaces, with ferocious bone spurs growing at the joints, its eyes are pure energy cores, radiating a cold, chaotic yet unusually concentrated aura.

Their appearance carried a chilling sense of familiarity—a kind of negative energy fluctuation unique to abyssal creatures, seemingly capable of devouring all light and heat.

However, unlike the chaotic and frenzied abyssal creatures, these individuals exuded a purer and more refined aura, as if they had undergone some kind of extreme purification and sublimation, carrying an almost orderly coldness and efficiency.

Their power levels had all reached the god level, and the leaders among them even faintly exuded the pressure of true gods!

These ten powerful crimson individuals all displayed anthropomorphic expressions at this moment—extreme astonishment and disbelief.

Their dark red or purplish eyes were fixed on the two twin stars of the Dragon Horse, whose life force had been completely extinguished and whose very essence had been drained, as if they were witnessing the most absurd scene in the universe.

After a brief silence, the nine individuals all turned their gaze to the one standing at the very front, whose aura was the most composed and profound, the one they called "Red One".

Silent fluctuations of divine sense rapidly communicated between them, filled with anxiety and bewilderment: "Red One! The target—the target has vanished! Not even a trace of its original aura can be sensed! This—how is this possible?"

"According to Your Majesty's previous explorations, the energy reaction in the Dragon-Horse Galaxy is extremely powerful, especially those two main stars, which are even comparable to the cores of some miniature divine realms! How could it have become like this?"

"Look at these marks—it's as if it was forcibly and completely drained by some force! Even the star's core has been annihilated!"

"We were ordered to come here to scout and attempt to establish an outpost, but now—how are we supposed to report back to His Majesty?"

All thoughts ultimately converged on Hong Yi. The energy core in Hong Yi's dark red eyes flickered violently a few times, revealing the extreme turmoil within him.

It did not answer immediately, but instead scanned the shattered starry sky around it more carefully, feeling the lingering, pure and terrifying aftertaste of the Law of Reincarnation, as well as the faint traces of the desolate Dao from the place where the Dragon God fell, which made its soul tremble.

But it's hard to say exactly what it is.

A moment later, Red One made a decision. Its divine sense was cold and swift, carrying an unquestionable commanding tone: "The situation has changed, far beyond what was expected. Red Six to Red Ten, you five, return at full speed immediately! Report to His Majesty everything you have gathered here, especially the samples of alien law energy that have lingered and dissipated in the surrounding space, down to the smallest detail!"

Remember, all of them! Not a single detail can be omitted!

Its intent was unusually serious, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible fear.

The fact that the Dragon and Horse Twins could be completely wiped out in such a short time, leaving not a trace, suggests that the power behind this is far more terrifying than they had ever imagined.

We must inform His Majesty immediately.

The Abyss individuals ranked Red Six to Red Fifteen, without any hesitation, transformed into five streams of light of different colors, tearing through space at an astonishing speed and instantly disappearing into the vast sea of ​​stars, heading back at full speed in the direction they came from.

Hongyi stared in the direction they had disappeared, his dark red eyes as deep as blood.

It turned to the remaining Reds 2 through 5 and commanded, "We'll stay and continue the reconnaissance. Carefully search every corner of this star system, especially areas of energy anomalies and remnants of spatial fluctuations, trying to reconstruct what exactly happened here. Don't overlook any clues!"

"Yes!" Red Two through Red Five responded in unison, then dispersed, their divine senses sweeping across the desolate galaxy like the most sophisticated detectors, beginning a thorough search.

Almost immediately after the arrival of these ten abyssal creatures, on the other edge of the Dragon Horse Galaxy, a slightly disheveled golden streak, like a comet that had run out of fuel, staggered into this star field.

It was Tang Wulin who had traveled through more than three thousand years of arduous journey.

He stopped on a relatively large piece of planetary debris, almost collapsing to the ground, breathing greedily—though there was no air in the vacuum of space, he instinctively absorbed the energy of the surrounding space.

His handsome face was now etched with exhaustion from overexertion, but his blue eyes shone with an unbelievable light of surprise.

"Aunt Xue! Aunt Xue! Can you feel it?" Tang Wulin's voice trembled with excitement, like a dying traveler in the desert suddenly seeing an oasis. "The energy here—it's so concentrated! More concentrated than anywhere we've been before!"

In fact, given the current state of the Dragon Horse Galaxy, the concentration of free energy in its space is far less than before, and even less than that of some normal intermediate planes.

But for Tang Wulin, who had struggled to survive in the barren universe for three thousand years and often had to carefully calculate his divine power just to keep going, this star field, which had just been cleansed by the origin of reincarnation and still contained a lot of pure energy particles, was like a legendary paradise!

His excited words also startled Qian Renxue within his sea of ​​consciousness. On the Angelic Holy Sword, the wisp of divine consciousness, now much more solidified, appeared.

Qian Renxue still maintained her stunningly beautiful and proud appearance, but at this moment, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and a hint of doubt and solemnity flashed in her golden eyes.

"Indeed—there is a peculiar residual energy." Qian Renxue murmured to herself as she tried to draw upon a trace of external energy, incorporating it into her divine sense to perceive and decompose it.

The next moment, her beautiful golden eyes narrowed sharply, as if she had seen something utterly unbelievable, and she exclaimed in shock, "This—this is Harosa's aura?!"

Her interactions with Harossa mostly stemmed from his time as the "Emperor of the Underworld," and she wasn't entirely familiar with the characteristics of his power after his transformation into the God-King of Reincarnation. However, she would never mistake the most fundamental and unique "essence" of the laws of reincarnation, concerning the rebirth of souls and the transformation of energy!

This profound, cold, and seemingly all-encompassing law is of the same origin as the power of Harosa back then, only now it is hundreds or thousands of times stronger, becoming increasingly vast and immeasurable!

"How is this possible?!" Qian Renxue's expression instantly became somewhat unnatural, even flashing with a hint of panic. "We—are we lost? Have we gone the wrong way?"

This seemed utterly absurd to her.

For three thousand years, she has been guiding Tang Wulin toward a direction far away from the Douluo Star System and far away from the territory of Halosa's power. With her spatial perception, it should be impossible for him to turn back.

But how do we explain this star field permeated with the aura of Harossa's power? Has Harossa's expansion of power reached such a terrifying level?

Tang Wulin traveled at full speed for three thousand years, traversing countless light-years, yet he still couldn't escape the shadow's reach.

Countless questions and a chill ran through Qian Renxue's mind. But right now, dwelling on the reasons was pointless. The fact was, they had likely stumbled into an area closely connected to Harosa.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

In any case, the energy here is indeed much "richer" than the areas they've passed through before, a much-needed boost for Tang Wulin and herself, who are currently in a low state. They must recover their strength first in order to deal with any possible situation.

Qian Renxue's clear, cold voice, tinged with complex emotions, rang in Tang Wulin's mind: "I know, look at you, so naive. A little bit of residual energy makes you so excited."

She paused, her tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of helplessness and resolve: "Let's stop and rest. Take this time to recover properly. This place—may not be safe."

"Yay! That's great! Thank you, Aunt Xue!" Tang Wulin was overjoyed upon hearing this and couldn't help but cheer.

At this moment, his impression of "Aunt Xue," who had always been cold and sarcastic towards him, improved dramatically. He realized that although she was sharp-tongued, she still cared about him when it mattered most.

He couldn't wait to sit cross-legged, and with a thought, he summoned the super artifact that had accompanied him for so long—the Trident of Poseidon.

However, the trident of Poseidon was no longer as glorious as it once was. Its shaft was dull and lifeless, and the once flowing azure divine light had become extremely weak, like a pearl covered in dust.

The blue and gold patterns on it have also lost their vitality, and in some places you can even see tiny cracks that are difficult to heal on their own.

This was the result of suffering multiple severe blows, especially the complete obliteration of Tang San's divided soul, coupled with the lack of nourishment from the Sea God's divine power for three thousand years.

If it weren't for its true nature as a divine artifact, it would probably have already fallen from its original rank. At this moment, it looks more like an ordinary piece of iron with a simple and unadorned design but lacking any spiritual power. Where is the majesty of a divine artifact?

It wasn't that Tang Wulin was unaware of the value of this divine artifact left by his father; it was simply that even a skilled cook can't make a meal without ingredients.

After three thousand years of wandering, resources were extremely scarce. His own divine power was barely enough to sustain his journey and basic cultivation, let alone have the spare strength to nurture this super artifact that consumed so much energy. Keeping it from completely collapsing was already the result of his best efforts.

Tang Wulin gripped the trident of the Sea God tightly with both hands, took a deep breath, and carefully channeled the remaining divine power of the Sea God within his body into it.

"Buzz—"

The Trident of Poseidon emitted a faint, hoarse hum, as if a long-dormant patient had finally been awakened.

The halberd began to tremble slightly. The dim patterns, like a dried-up riverbed encountering a drizzle, began to greedily absorb the divine power transmitted by Tang Wulin, as well as the pure energy in the surrounding space that was free and contained the aura of reincarnation.

At first it was slow, but soon, the Trident of Poseidon seemed to realize the situation and understand that this was a long-awaited opportunity to "feed", and the speed of devouring suddenly increased!

Like a bottomless pit, it frantically absorbed the surrounding energy, and the faint azure light on the halberd began to brighten and stabilize at a visible speed.

Tang Wulin also immersed himself in a long-lost state of deep cultivation. The power of the Sea God surged within his body, guiding external energy into his limbs and bones, nourishing his depleted divine source and repairing his hidden injuries.

His exhausted face finally showed a look of satisfaction and relief, like parched land finally receiving sweet rain.

Qian Renxue wasn't idle either. She manipulated the fragments of the Angelic Holy Sword, also absorbing the surrounding energy. For the past three thousand years, she had also lived a frugal life, and the recovery of her divine sense had been extremely slow. Now that she had the opportunity, she naturally wanted to seize it and replenish it.

With a sword, a halberd, and a man, they were like two pumps running at full power, creating considerable energy fluctuations on the edge of this relatively quiet star field.

Especially since the Trident of Poseidon and the Holy Sword of Angels are super artifacts, even if they are damaged, the noise they generate when absorbing energy is by no means ordinary.

At the same time, Hong Yi, which was conducting a detailed survey of the star field not far away, suddenly stopped what it was doing, and its dark red eyes turned sharply towards the direction where Tang Wulin and Qian Renxue were.

Almost simultaneously, Hong Er's divine sense transmission arrived: "Hong Yi! In that direction, about three astronomical units away, there are abnormal energy absorption fluctuations! The intensity is not low; it seems that an intelligent life form is actively absorbing energy!"

Hong Yi's eyes sharpened instantly. The sudden appearance of living beings in this desolate star field that had just been "cleaned up," and their blatant absorption of energy, was highly unusual.

"Let's go! Go check it out! Be careful." Without any hesitation, Red One immediately gave the order. Its figure moved, transforming into a dark red streak of light, and it sped towards the source of the energy fluctuations.

Red Two, Red Three, Red Four, and Red Five followed closely behind. Five figures, each with a different color but all exuding a powerful deep red aura, approached Tang Wulin and Qian Renxue, who were "feasting," silently yet swiftly, like sharks that had smelled blood.

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