Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 302 Seeking Death? Shura's Weakness

Harosa's calm yet precise words pierced Tang San's heart like icy venom, continuously injecting into Tang San's already boiling killing intent.

"Let me correct you," Harosa's voice remained completely calm, as if stating an objective fact, "Qian Renxue is not my lackey. I have no intention of interfering in the grudges between you and her. I have no objection to you killing her. But the Demon Emperor is a righteous god of my Samsara God Realm. To harm her—your crime is doubled."

"Another crime?" Tang San was furious upon hearing this. His long, snow-white hair danced wildly without wind, and the Asura God power around him emitted a piercing scream due to extreme anger. "Hahaha—Harosa! You killed my parents, slaughtered my own children, and you still dare to say I'm guilty?! What a joke! Forget about being called the God of Reincarnation, you should just call yourself the King of Mouth-Warping!"

His laughter was twisted and maniacal, filled with endless resentment and sarcasm.

However, despite Tang San's almost irrational rage, Harosa still did not immediately make a move.

He was like the most patient hunter, continuing to probe his prey's most sensitive nerves with his words.

"Speaking of which, Qian Renxue was the only solace your son Tang Wulin had during the last years of his life when he was wandering."

Harosa spoke calmly, as if recounting a story unrelated to herself, "He was abandoned by you in the universe, wandering for thousands of years, utterly alone and filled with despair—this is the 'lackey' you speak of," she said, "and stayed by his side. Whatever her initial motives, at least she taught your son cultivation, passed on to him the art of combat, preventing him from utterly succumbing to despair in that cold starry sky."

He paused, his gaze seemingly piercing through Tang San's crimson eyes, looking directly into the chaotic core of his soul, and gently posed a question: "Tell me, you personally extinguished the last glimmer of light in his life, your son who never received a father's love—if he has a spirit in heaven, will he—hate you?"

"Wu Lin—does he hate me?"

This question was like a red-hot iron rod, piercing deeply into the most vulnerable part of Tang San's soul!

He couldn't help but imagine the loneliness and pain his son might have experienced, and how he, as the father, had not only failed to protect him, but had also killed the only person who had accompanied and taught him.

"No—it's impossible! I'm his father! Everything I did was for his own good! Everything was for his own good!!"

Tang San screamed wildly in his heart, but the torment from blood ties entwined him like a poisonous vine, making his consciousness even more chaotic. The Asura God Power around him became increasingly violent, unstable, yet surging and powerful. The blood-red light even began to carry a trace of ominous black patterns!

Harosa keenly sensed the further change in Tang San's aura, and the barely perceptible smile on his lips widened slightly.

He continued to add fuel to the fire, his tone laced with a scathing regret: "Tsk tsk tsk, and your good-for-nothing father, Tang Hao—how pathetic. Even in his dying moments, a laughable glimmer of hope lingered in his empty eyes, believing that his cunning, all-powerful son, 'Little San,' would come riding on a rainbow to rescue him from his misery."

"What a pity. After waiting for ten thousand years, until his soul was almost tormented to the point of dissipation, he finally gets to see someone like you—oh, I almost forgot, you're not here to save him, you're here to watch how his last remaining remnant soul is completely annihilated."

"You said he was tormented for ten thousand years, and even death was a luxury he longed for—could there be a fleeting moment before he completely vanished—when he hated you, his 'good son,' for your inaction?"

"Shut up!!" Tang San roared like a wild beast, and the Asura Blood Sword trembled violently, as if it wanted to devour someone.

But Harosa's voice was like a demonic whisper, relentless: "And your mother, Ah Yin, was even more tragic—she didn't even leave a last word, she just vanished without a trace. So tragic, she couldn't even struggle."

The tragic state of his parents and the resentment of his son—every word from Harosa was like a poisoned dagger, precisely stabbing Tang San in the most vulnerable and irreplaceable emotional spot!

His rationality was being rapidly consumed by his frenzied killing intent and chaotic negative emotions, and his Asura divine power was rising to a suffocating level. Even the great god kings watching from afar felt their hearts pounding, as if they were facing a world-destroying beast that had completely lost its restraint!

Harosa sensed Tang San's chaotic yet overwhelming power and nodded slightly, as if evaluating a work of art: "Although it's still a little short of my ideal state, it's barely passable."

Was this the expected outcome? Why did he say so much? Why did he deliberately provoke Tang San?

It turns out that Harosa's profound Samsara Eye had already seen through a fatal characteristic of the Asura God's position!

Asura, who is in charge of killing and judgment, possesses unparalleled and domineering power. The first Asura God was even able to split the Dragon God in two with this divine position. His offensive power can be considered the ultimate among the peak gods.

However, great power often comes at a price—the power of the Asura God is inversely proportional to the rationality of its wielder! The more rationality is consumed by the desire to kill, the more terrifying the Asura God power that can be unleashed!

This was originally the capital that allowed the Asura God to become stronger with each battle and to grow stronger when facing stronger opponents. However, in a battle between peak God Kings of the same level, losing calm judgment and precise control of the battle situation is tantamount to exposing a fatal flaw to the opponent!

What Harosa wanted was a powerful Asura Tang San with a chaotic mind!

While Tang San possesses astonishing destructive power, he is actually more vulnerable to being outmaneuvered by the God King who controls reincarnation and has foresight.

"You're asking for it!!"

Finally, the last thread of "thinking" in Tang San's mind snapped! Only the most primal and pure desire for killing remained in his blood-red eyes, and his reason was completely overwhelmed by the crimson!

He let out a roar that tore through the starry sky, and the Asura Blood Sword in his hand no longer had any technique. It simply gathered that chaotic yet powerful divine power that made Harossa slightly uneasy, and slashed down at Harossa's head in a simple, direct and brutal way!

This sword strike had no flashy brilliance, and even seemed somewhat plain and unadorned. But wherever the sword's edge passed, space shattered like fragile glass, leaving behind black marks that could not be healed for a long time. It was as if even the basic rules of the universe were wailing and collapsing under this sword strike!

The aura of destruction emanating from it made even Electrox, who was watching from afar, look solemn.

Faced with this terrifying blow that could severely injure or even kill an ordinary peak God-King, a hint of seriousness finally flashed in Halosa's eyes.

But he remained unmoved, uttering a soft cry: "Reincarnation—Sword Rise!"

The Reincarnation Sword, a super artifact formed by the fusion of the Guihua and Xuanying swords and carrying the laws of reincarnation, suddenly appeared in his hand with a clear and melodious sword cry.

On the sword's blade, chaotic energy flowed, and scenes of birth and death alternated, as if containing the cycle of miniature universes.

Instead of directly confronting its sharpest point, he slightly twisted his wrist, and the Sword of Reincarnation drew a mysterious trajectory, its tip pointing precisely at a key point in the flow of power of the Asura Blood Sword!

It is not a clash of forces, but a leveraging of laws!

"Clang—!!!"

The two supreme artifacts, representing different supreme laws, finally clashed head-on for the first time!

Instead of the expected cataclysmic energy explosion, there was a more chilling phenomenon of mutual erosion at the level of laws.

A strange, muffled sound of something being wiped away!

In the area where blood and black and white intertwine, time and space become chaotic, light is distorted, and sound is annihilated, as if forming an absolute realm of death!

The terrifying sight sent a chill down the spines of all the gods, whether they were in the Great God Realm or the Samsara God Realm!

This is the true clash between the pinnacle of god-kings, where every move is subject to the fundamental laws of the universe!

Looking at the chaotic core of the battlefield, Dai Yuhao's spiritual eyes were filled with shock, but even more so with his unwavering belief in his father-in-law Tang San's invincible power.

"That Harosa is really asking for it."

He took a deep breath, suppressing a faint unease in his heart: his father-in-law's condition was indeed somewhat off. That power, though terrifying, lacked the composure and control expected of a God-King; it was more like—a ferocious beast out of control. He turned his gaze to the remaining three God-Kings of the Reincarnation God Realm: the Archmage Ilex (who felt a strangely familiar presence), and the ones who had just retreated…

The Demon Emperor and Ye Lan, their auras unstable.

"Gentlemen," Dai Yuhao's voice rang out, tinged with coldness, "there are still three God-Kings in the Samsara God Realm. How can we stand idly by? Let's deal with them, lest we disturb my father-in-law's interest in settling his blood feud!"

The four God-King level powerhouses from the Douluo God Realm—Ji Dong, the God of Evil; Lie Yan, the God of Kindness; Zhou Weiqing, the God of Destruction; and Nian Rongbing, the former God of Emotions—all focused their attention on the three individuals, including Ilex.

A new round of battles between the gods is about to begin!

Meanwhile, in the core battlefield where the laws were in chaos, the ultimate showdown between Harosa and the white-haired Asura Tang San had only just begun.

Harosa's eyes gleamed with an all-knowing light; his scheme was gradually coming to fruition.