Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 301 Angel Falls, Demon Emperor Laments, Crimson Asura's Might

In his rage, Tang San transforms into a white-haired Asura, whose terrifying power surpasses that of an ordinary God King.

The surging dark red Asura divine power around him was no longer just energy; it twisted and writhed like a living thing, emanating a terrifying aura that eroded the soul and corrupted the laws of nature.

The oppressive aura of a peak God-King was like a tangible sea of ​​blood, surging forth. Harosa, who was at the forefront of it, was like a small boat in a raging storm, and could be completely swallowed up at any moment.

"die!"

Without any unnecessary words, Tang San's scarlet eyes were filled with only the purest desire to kill.

He gripped the Asura Blood Sword, which seemed to be formed from endless slaughter and resentment, with both hands, and with a simple, direct, yet powerful strike containing the force to shatter stars and sever reincarnation, he brought it down fiercely in the direction of Harosa!

Before the crimson sword energy had completely detached from the sword, its terrifying sharpness had already sent chills down the spines of the gods and kings in the Great God Circle far behind, as if their very souls were about to be torn apart by this sword!

However, just as this devastating crimson sword aura was about to erupt completely and engulf Harosa, "Whoosh—!"

A sudden, yet dazzling golden streak of light, like the first ray of dawn piercing through the eternal night, shot out from the slowly rotating gate to the underworld behind Harosa at a speed beyond comprehension!

This golden light was neither Harossa's power of reincarnation nor Elex's magical radiance. It was pure, refined, and carried a supreme meaning of sorting out all things and defining rules—it was the light of order!

The core of the golden light was the Angelic Holy Sword! And the one who wielded the sword was Qian Renxue, who had burned everything of herself, merging her remaining divine consciousness, her obsession with order, and even the principle that "order must be maintained by power" that she had comprehended in the realm of reincarnation for thousands of years into this one sword!

She had been waiting, hiding beside the Goddess of Life, Yali, concealed behind the aura of the Gate of the Underworld, all for this fleeting opportunity!

In order to unleash the sword of revenge that was ten thousand years overdue on Tang San, she did not hesitate to choose the most thorough sacrifice!

"Tang San—! Aton for the sins of this chaotic era spanning ten thousand years!"

Qian Renxue's divine voice, carrying a resolute lament, resounded throughout the starry sky.

The Angelic Holy Sword transformed into a golden rainbow that stretched across the starry sky, its brilliance even temporarily overshadowing the bloodthirsty aura of the Asura Blood Sword.

This sword strike, devoid of all frills, embodies her ultimate understanding of "order": absolute order sometimes requires the most extreme power to reshape and defend it!

With an indomitable and tragic momentum, its goal was not to block the world-destroying Asura slash, but to accurately and ruthlessly pierce Tang San's vital heart!

"Um?!"

This sudden attack was cunning in its angle and precise in its timing, and it also contained a power of order and law that even Tang San found unsettling!

A fleeting, instinctive warning of danger flashed through his mind, which was filled with hatred and killing!

The Asura Blood Sword, which was slashing towards Harosa, was abruptly deflected at the critical moment by his overwhelming control! The vast crimson sword energy, like a roaring blood dragon, suddenly turned its head to meet the resolute golden rainbow!

"clang-!!!!!"

Divine Order and Slaughtering Asura, two diametrically opposed supreme laws, clashed violently in the most direct and devastating way—an indescribable roar erupted! It was not merely a sound, but a destructive sound generated by the violent collision of laws, like billions of thunderbolts simultaneously exploding in the deepest part of the divine consciousness of every God-King!

Even with the protection of the divine realm barrier, the weaker level three gods instantly turned pale and their divine senses trembled.

Gold and blood intertwined, annihilated, and eroded each other!

The golden divine light representing everything about Qian Renxue, like a moth drawn to a flame, burst forth with its final and most dazzling brilliance, desperately resisting the blood-red torrent that was destroying everything.

In that light, one could almost see her resentment and bitterness accumulated over ten thousand years, as well as her ultimate interpretation of rebuilding the order in her heart.

However, the gap in strength is ultimately an insurmountable chasm.

Even if Qian Renxue burned everything and merged with new insights, she was still just a remnant soul. What she faced was Tang San, the peak God King, who was in full power and in a berserk state!

The stalemate lasted for less than a breath before the brilliant golden divine light of order began to fade and disintegrate rapidly!

The Asura Blood Sword's domineering and incomparable killing intent, capable of annihilating everything, surged like a sea of ​​blood, mercilessly devouring and shattering the golden order!

"Snap—"

A subtle yet clear cracking sound rang out, indicating that the Angelic Holy Sword could not withstand the power that far exceeded its limits, and spiderweb-like cracks began to appear on its blade!

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"boom!"

The golden light of order completely dissipated, the angelic holy sword let out a mournful cry, lost all its light, and was violently thrown away like ordinary iron by the aftershocks of the blood-red sword energy, its whereabouts in the universe unknown.

The remnant soul of Qian Renxue, which was attached to it, was also completely extinguished by this attack, like a candle flickering in the wind, leaving no trace in the world.

She poured all her energy into her sword strike, burning herself to the very end, but ultimately failed to shake the course of fate. All that remained in the starry sky was a brief, tragic golden afterimage and a faint, resentful sigh.

Although the crimson sword energy was momentarily blocked and its power weakened slightly, its remaining momentum was still astonishing, sweeping towards Harosa's direction.

Harosa remained expressionless, simply raising his hand slightly. The power of Samsara transformed into an invisible vortex, quietly devouring and dissolving the remaining crimson energy.

Tang San only paused slightly, without leaving a single scratch on his Asura Divine Armor. Only a corner of his robe was slightly disheveled due to the aftershocks of the clash between order and slaughter.

A flicker of surprise flashed in his crimson eyes as he looked in the direction where the golden light had dissipated. He spoke in a hoarse voice, "Angel Sword? Qian Renxue—I never imagined you'd cling to life until now, becoming his lackey—What a pity, such insignificant power, yet you dare to dream of shaking the heavens?"

His tone carried a hint of disdain, and even more so, a hint of annoyance at being interrupted.

Qian Renxue's desperate attack, though it did not harm him in the slightest, disrupted his killing rhythm like a fly.

However, before he could lock his self-light onto Harosa again, another attack filled with boundless hatred came in quick succession!

"Tang San—! Pay with your life!!"

That was the Demon Emperor! The deep-seated hatred he had accumulated over ten thousand years, a blood feud against Tang San and even the entire Douluo God Realm, erupted completely at this moment!

She didn't even use any fancy divine skills; she simply poured all her power and all her resentment into that ferocious, blood-red spear!

Man and spear merged into one, transforming into a dark red blood shadow that tore through space, carrying a tragic aura of mutual destruction, and thrusting straight at Tang San's face. This strike also condensed the full power of the Demon Emperor, and its power was even more violent and reckless than Qian Renxue's sword that burned everything earlier!

"Hmph! Another one looking for death!"

Tang San snorted coldly. Facing the Demon Emperor's desperate attack, he didn't even fully raise the Asura Blood Sword, but simply swung it out casually with his backhand!

"Clang—"

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The blood spear and the blood sword clashed once more! This time, however, there was no roar of laws that echoed when they collided with the sword of order; only the crushing power of pure strength and the will to kill remained!

The dark red light was like a firefly compared to the bright moon in front of the even deeper and more terrifying dark red of the Asura Blood Sword; it was instantly shattered and swallowed up!

The blood spear in the Demon Emperor's hand let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain, cracks spreading all over its body. She herself was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of divine blood containing intense killing intent. She was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, her aura instantly weakening, clearly indicating that she had suffered a severe injury.

A desperate attack from a lower-level god-king was utterly futile against the berserk Asura Tang San!

Suppression by the laws.

What kind of killing intent can reign supreme before an Asura? None.

"Demon Emperor!"

Seeing the Demon Emperor fly backward heavily injured, a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the little mage Ye Lan, who had been on high alert! He knew that he was no match for Tang San in a one-on-one fight, so he stepped in to help without hesitation!

"Elemental Tide - Imprisonment!"

Ye Lan waved his staff, not to attack Tang San directly, but to activate the elemental laws of the universe, transforming them into an invisible yet substantial massive shackle that wrapped around Tang San layer by layer, attempting to slow his movements and create an opportunity to rescue the Demon Emperor.

At the same time, he flashed and precisely appeared in the path of the Demon Emperor's backward flight, where a gentle elemental shield caught him and he quickly retreated.

Tang San was slightly hindered by the surging elemental tide. Looking at Ye Lan, who had retreated together, and the heavily injured Demon Emperor, the ferocity in his scarlet eyes intensified.

"No matter how many ants there are, they're still just ants! Today, none of you will leave here alive!"

He brandished the Asura Blood Sword, its blade pointing at Harossa and the men, including Ilex, who stood ready behind him. Having blocked two attacks without injury, the violent rage within him had reached its peak.

What he wanted was Harosa's life! He wanted to utterly crush these enemies who dared to stand in his way and mock him!

In the starry sky, the Asura's murderous aura surged once more, and a new round of battle, destined to be even more brutal, was about to unfold.

Harosa, even now, has not made a move, but a cold glint has begun to slowly gather deep within his calm gaze.