Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 278 The Crimson Mother Who Reverses the Heavenly Gang

The five dark red energy beams, like birds with a certain instinct to return to their nests, drew clear trajectories in the desolate starry sky of the Dragon Horse Galaxy, shooting resolutely in one direction.

They were incredibly fast, with a reckless determination, as if a second's delay would mean annihilation.

Tang Wulin's eyes were sharp as he relentlessly pursued them. He wanted to see where these creatures, who called themselves "wanderers," were trying to escape to.

With his speed as a first-level god, tracking these few strands of residual energy was naturally a piece of cake.

Not long after, something unusual appeared in the starry sky ahead. An inconspicuous "hole," seemingly composed of distorted light and water-like ripples, quietly floated in the void.

It was inconspicuous; if the five beams of energy hadn't flown straight toward it, Tang Wulin might have even overlooked it.

The interior of the cave entrance is dark and deep, emitting faint but stable spatial fluctuations. This is a stable wormhole!

"Something's definitely fishy!" Tang Wulin sneered inwardly. "These aren't homeless vagrants at all; they have a base of operations!"

Seeing that the five beams of energy were about to plunge into the wormhole, how could Tang Wulin let them have their way?

With a wave of his hand, the divine power of the Sea God surged forth from his body, instantly condensing in the air into a huge, thick barrier flowing with blue-gold divine light, like the most solid dam, precisely blocking the entrance to the wormhole!

"Buzz—!"

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Five streaks of dark red beams slammed into the divine barrier, emitting a muffled energy hum. Like headless flies trapped in a glass dome, though firmly blocked, they continued to frantically and relentlessly charge and probe toward the wormhole, their stubborn, instinctive impulse clearly conveyed.

"Still want to go back and report?" Tang Wulin's gaze deepened as he observed this bizarre scene, a hint of fervor flickering within it. "More refined and organized than the creatures of the abyss, yet still fundamentally about devouring—this is a group far more powerful and organized than anything in the abyss!"

A strange longing rose within him. This longing stemmed from his early experiences fighting against abyssal creatures and even passively absorbing abyssal energy.

Although he subconsciously rejected the idea of ​​strengthening himself by devouring enemies, the allure of this "shortcut" was amplified in his current predicament of extremely scarce resources and slow progress in strength.

He had a vague feeling that the other end of the wormhole might not be dangerous, but rather a "feast" waiting for him that could allow him to recover quickly or even break through!

However, he was not a reckless person. The situation on the other side of the wormhole was unknown, and it would be too risky to rush in. He immediately calmed his mind and communicated with Qian Renxue in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Aunt Xue, Aunt Xue! Something's happened! A wormhole has been discovered, and these monsters are desperately trying to squeeze in with their remaining energy. The other side is probably not simple."

The golden holy sword mark between his brows flickered slightly, and an extremely condensed, almost imperceptible golden divine light shot out from the mark like the finest probe.

This beam of divine consciousness cleverly bypassed the divine power barrier set up by Tang Wulin, precisely attaching itself to the most active dark red energy beam. As it impacted the barrier, it silently penetrated through and instantly disappeared into the dark wormhole!

This is an extremely sophisticated detection technique performed by Qian Renxue using the power of an angel. It can use the energy fluctuations of a target as a springboard to conduct brief and covert reconnaissance across space.

The silence lasted for about ten breaths. For a god-level being, this was enough time to complete a complex scan.

Finally, Qian Renxue's voice, tinged with solemnity and confirmation, resounded in Tang Wulin's mind, concisely stating: "The opposite side is a special plane, its energy nature originating from the Abyss but of a higher level, calling itself the Crimson Domain. Its ruler is known as the 'Crimson Mother,' and its energy level is—a half-step God-King. Its strength is formidable and should not be underestimated."

Her meaning was clear: there was a truly powerful figure on the other side, a complete and formidable force, not just a disorganized mob. Are you sure you still want to go?

However, to Qian Renxue's surprise, Tang Wulin did not show any fear when he heard the words "Crimson Mother" and "Half-step God King". Instead, his eyes shone with an even more ardent and eager light!

Half-step God King! How profound must the foundation of a plane be to cultivate a half-step God King? How vast must its energy core be? This is an irresistible temptation for him!

He was not afraid, for he held the supreme artifact, the Trident of the Sea God! During the three thousand years he lost the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, he did not succumb to despair, but instead devoted all his energy to the deep exploration and integration of the Sea God's divine position.

Three thousand years ago, Emperor Tian stripped him of his Golden Dragon King bloodline, largely because he had just inherited the Sea God's position and was unaccustomed to it, and his warlike bloodline power was perfectly countered by the Dragon Slayer Blade.

Now, after three thousand years of honing his skills, his understanding and application of the laws of the sea god are vastly different from before. He is confident that, with the power of the divine artifact, even if he is no match for a half-step god-king, he should be able to protect himself without worry.

He couldn't believe that this inexplicable Crimson Realm could contain something like the Dragon Slayer Blade, which could counter the Golden Dragon King's bloodline and specifically restrain the Sea God.

Tang Wulin's hesitation vanished, replaced by a resolute determination, as if he had already given up. He addressed the sea of ​​consciousness with a resolute tone, even carrying a barely perceptible hint of—a roguish, coercive undertone: "I'm going! I can't miss this opportunity! Aunt Xue, you'll be coming with me to this Crimson Realm, won't you?"

You wouldn't want me to die there, making it impossible to recall the Douluo God Realm and leaving you with no hope of revenge, would you?

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's illusory figure in the sea of ​​consciousness was so angry that her consciousness almost became unstable, and golden light flashed wildly.

She really had an urge to manifest herself immediately and give this brat a good beating! What was this? A threat? Was he sure she had no choice but to deal with him?

But—Tang Wulin's words, though harsh, struck at her core obsession.

If Tang Wulin were to perish in the Crimson Domain, the Trident of the Sea God might be taken away. Then all her perseverance and endurance until now would truly be in vain. Revenge on Tang San, the glory of an angel—all would become empty dreams.

Silence, like the cold background radiation of the universe, spread between the two. This silence itself was a helpless acquiescence.

A slight smile curved Tang Wulin's lips. He knew that Aunt Xue had compromised. Without further hesitation, he removed the blue-gold divine power barrier blocking the entrance to the wormhole.

Without any obstruction, the five impatient, dark red energy beams shot out like arrows, disappearing instantly into the dark wormhole.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, and the power of the Sea God surged around him, forming a solid blue-gold shield on his body. Holding the Sea God Trident, whose light was restrained but ready to be unleashed, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He followed closely behind and stepped into the unknown spatial passage that connected to the "Crimson Domain"!

Just as Tang Wulin was tracking the energy and interrogating Hong Yi, in the Crimson King's Palace, a place far away and separated from the Dragon Horse Galaxy by countless light-years, the core of the Crimson Domain was also being investigated.

The royal palace has a bizarre yet magnificent style, with dark red and dark purple as the main colors. The huge pillars seem to be formed by the fusion of the skeleton of some kind of creature and energy crystals. Energy flows like blood on the walls, exuding a cold and powerful aura.

A throne hangs high above, carved from the purest deep red crystal, upon which sits a woman.

She was tall and graceful, wearing a dark red dress that resembled a mixture of flowing flames and congealed blood, outlining her breathtaking curves.

Her beauty was unparalleled, possessing an eerie and dangerous allure. Her skin was so fair it was almost translucent, contrasting sharply with her dark red hair.

Her long hair moved without wind, dancing behind her as if it had a life of its own. Her eyes were a pure, unblemished deep red, like two bottomless pools of blood-red water, calm and still when still, but capable of unleashing giant waves that could devour the stars when turbulent.

She is the absolute ruler of the Crimson Realm, the supreme deity of all Crimson creatures—the Crimson Mother.

At this moment, her slender, jade-like fingers, yet imbued with terrifying power, were gently tapping the armrest of the throne. Suddenly, her tapping motion paused slightly, and a subtle ripple flashed in her deep red eyes, like a pebble falling into a calm lake.

"Huh?" She let out a soft exclamation, tinged with a hint of doubt. "The Red Team One, sent to explore the unknown wormhole—five of them are dead? Their presence has completely vanished."

Her perception covered the entire Crimson Realm. In particular, the Crimson Realm and its creatures were unique; any drastic change in the life state of any of her direct subordinates, especially their fall, could hardly escape her notice.

Not long after, a rapid surge of energy emanated from outside the palace, and a figure scrambled in, prostrating himself beneath the throne, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty—Your Majesty! Hong Liu has returned to report!"

The newcomer was none other than Red Six, who had been sent back by Red One to deliver the message. It respectfully held up a object enveloped in its own energy...

An energy cluster, containing a chaotic sphere of light sealed within, urgently reported: "Your Majesty, we have arrived in that unfamiliar star system called the Dragon Horse Galaxy through a wormhole. But—but the two high-level life-bearing planets that should have existed there—have vanished! Completely gone! In the surrounding starry sky, there remains a—a very strange and complex energy aura, which I cannot analyze. I have brought back samples for Your Majesty's judgment!"

The Crimson Mother gently raised her jade-like hand, and the ball of energy flew uncontrollably into her palm. Her slender fingers lightly touched the chaotic sphere of light, she closed her eyes, and her powerful divine sense, like the most precise instrument, began to deeply analyze the energy information contained within.

A moment later, she opened her eyes. The calm in her deep red eyes was replaced by a very subtle ripple, but it quickly returned to its unfathomable depths.

She made no comment on the nature of the energy sample, but instead turned her gaze to Hong Liu, who was still lying prostrate on the ground, trembling, and asked in a flat tone, "Hong Yi and the others are dead, did you know?"

Upon hearing this, Hong Liu shuddered violently, almost collapsing to the ground. He hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty is wise! We ten had just arrived in the Dragon-Horse Star System when Hong Yi discovered the planet's anomaly and immediately ordered the five of us to return and report. At that time—at that time, Hong Yi and the others were all safe and sound, and had not encountered any attacks!"

Unlike those populous divine realms or planes, the Crimson Realm has an extremely small population, but each of its inhabitants is a carefully selected, god-level powerhouse who has evolved through cruel devouring.

The death of even one person significantly weakens the overall strength of the Crimson Realm.

Fortunately, the characteristics of crimson creatures mean that after they die, their core primordial energy returns to the crimson realm, preventing permanent energy loss. It just requires time and resources to rebuild their intelligence and body.

However, the Crimson Mother's next words plunged Red Six into an ice cave, his pupils suddenly shrinking to the size of pinpoints, and boundless fear instantly engulfed him!

"Their primordial energy—did not return to the Crimson Realm." The Crimson Mother's voice remained calm, but beneath that calmness, Red Six felt a chilling rage capable of freezing one's soul.

They didn't return?! This means that Hong Yi and the others weren't simply killed, but were completely annihilated, or—intercepted and devoured—by some force! For the Crimson Domain, this is a loss far more severe than death itself!

Hong Liu was so terrified he was almost scared out of his wits and couldn't even speak. He could only press his head firmly against the cold ground and beg for His Majesty's forgiveness.

The Crimson Mother didn't look at him again, but simply waved her hand casually, signaling him to leave. Red Six felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and scrambled out of the oppressive and suffocating royal palace, practically crawling on his hands and feet.

The vast and magnificent Crimson Royal Palace fell into a deathly silence once more. Only the rhythmic tapping of the Crimson Mother's fingers on the throne armrests echoed in the empty hall, each sound like a blow to an invisible heartstring, foreshadowing the coming storm.

"God-King level energy fluctuations—although they feel weak, their essence is unmistakable—" she murmured to herself. In her deep red eyes, there was no fear that should be present when facing an unknown and powerful enemy; instead, an almost insane excitement and desire ignited!

She could clearly sense the remnants of Harosa's karmic origin within that energy sample, and mistakenly identified it as a "weak god-king."

In her view, a plane capable of nurturing a God-King must be a higher plane, most likely a complete God Realm! She did not believe that there were any special beings in the universe like herself and the Crimson Realm.

A divine realm means possessing a divine core and the authority to govern the rules of a region of the universe!

"As long as I devour this divine authority—I can completely perfect the Crimson Realm and elevate it to a true divine realm that belongs to me! At that time, no matter how vast the universe is, where can't I go?" The desire in the Crimson Mother's eyes was like a tangible flame, almost bursting forth.

With this thought in mind, she could no longer suppress her fighting spirit and greed. She slowly raised her other hand, and a strangely shaped weapon silently appeared in her palm.

It was a curved blade, its arc as graceful as a crescent moon, its entire body a deep, dark red, as if forged from congealed blood and the purest crimson energy.

The blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, exudes an extreme sharpness capable of cutting through space and a chilling aura that cuts to the bone. Powerful energy fluctuations flow across it, clearly reaching the level of a divine artifact—the Crimson Moon Blade!

"I wonder if your weakened God-King can withstand my Crimson Moon Blade—" The Crimson Mother lightly brushed her fingertips across the cold blade, a strange and dangerous smile curving her lips.

She had made up her mind to personally lead the expedition through that wormhole into the so-called "Dragon Horse Galaxy," find the "weak God-King," and seize his divine authority!

Meanwhile, in the distant Douluo Galaxy, at the core of the Samsara God Realm.

Harosa and Yali remained immersed in a deep comprehension of the laws. The colorful light spots of the laws emanating from Gu Yuena, which had been floating around them, had become extremely thin, as most of them had been absorbed and digested.

Harosana's new divine body, meticulously crafted by Yari, has been fully formed, bearing no resemblance to his original appearance. However, beneath his skin, a divine light, a fusion of chaos and reincarnation, flows faintly, making him appear even more profound and powerful.

His aura was more refined and vast than before, and his control over reincarnation seemed to have reached a new level.

Yali's life force became more powerful and creative, and her understanding of the laws of life was expanded in a new way by incorporating some of the creative realm of the Dragon God.

Unbeknownst to them, the Crimson Realm, which Haros had so desperately sought as potential nourishment for the realm of reincarnation, was ruled by the Crimson Mother. Far from hiding, she had, due to a beautiful misunderstanding, regarded him as a "weak god-king" and a hunting target, and was now sharpening her knives, ready to defy the heavens and proactively "deliver herself" to him.

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