Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 308 Tang San's Weakness: He's got a cheat code.

The tide of battle has turned completely. Harosa, who had previously held the upper hand with his Samsara Divine Realm and exquisite control, is now in an extremely sorry state.

Tang San, who had transformed into a white-haired Asura, did not perish after the "fatal wound" of the Samsara Sword piercing his chest. Instead, he seemed to have broken free from some kind of restraint and entered an even more terrifying and insane state.

The Asura aura surrounding him almost solidified into a dark red crystal, each strike containing the pure power and destructive will to shatter galaxies.

The enormous hole in his chest remained, and dark golden divine blood continued to flow out, seemingly becoming a source of his power, making him even more fearless and unstoppable, launching wave after wave of attacks.

Harosa could only shrink the Samsara Divine Domain to its limit for defense and deflection, while simultaneously increasing his speed to its peak. He flashed and shifted constantly in the shattered star space, desperately trying to evade Tang San's chaotic yet incredibly powerful slashes.

This was by no means the effortless ease he displayed when fighting the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena. Tang San's Asura Divine Power was dedicated to offense and was extremely domineering. Even being hit by the aftershocks made his divine body tremble. If he were to take a real sword strike, even with his peak God King physique, he would definitely not be able to withstand it, and it might even damage his divine soul's origin!

"Sizzle!"

A condensed crimson sword aura grazed Harosa's shoulder, tearing through the defenses constructed with Samsara's divine power like paper, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound. The sword, imbued with a corrosive killing intent, frantically drilled into his body. Harosa groaned, barely managing to expel the aura by circulating his Samsara power.

He inwardly groaned; this Tang San was practically an unkillable monster! The characteristics of the Asura Godhood were far too heaven-defying!

"Harosa! Is all you can do is run away like a rat?! Stop right there and die!" Tang San's roar was like a death knell, relentlessly pursuing him.

Harosa's eyes sharpened; he knew that simply dodging was not a good strategy. He abruptly stopped, and the Sword of Reincarnation drew a mysterious arc, precisely deflecting the Shura Blood Sword that was slashing towards him.

However, Tang San seemed to have anticipated that the blood sword that was deflected was just a feint. His empty left hand formed a claw with its five fingers, and the dark red Asura divine power condensed into a tangible sharp light at his fingertips, carrying a ruthless ferocity that could tear everything apart, and went straight for Harosa's heart!

This claw came too fast and too tricky! Harosa's pupils contracted, and in the nick of time, he could only use the Heavenly Saint Rift Abyss Halberd that he had just retrieved to slash horizontally!

"Snap!"

The azure halberd blade, possessing the property of "ignoring defense," severed Tang San's outstretched arm without any hindrance! The severed arm, accompanied by a spray of divine blood, flew into the starry sky.

Had they succeeded? Harosa felt a sense of relief.

But the next second, the hairs on his body stood on end!

The severed arm, instead of dissipating its five sharp claws, exploded with the Asura energy it had gathered, as if it had been ignited, because it was freed from the restraints of its main body!

Speed ​​increases dramatically, power is amplified!

In a way that completely defies common sense, as if it possessed its own consciousness, it continued to claw fiercely at Harosa's chest!

"What?!" Harosa was terrified, and it was too late to dodge!

"Pfft! The claw formed from the severed arm pierced through Harosa's chest! Five fingers emerged from his back, dripping with divine blood and raging Asura aura!"

"Ugh!"

Harosa let out a painful groan, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of golden divine blood containing the origin of reincarnation!

He felt a cold, violent, and destructive will surge wildly into his body through the wound, ravaging his life force and eroding his Reincarnation Core!

Real fire! At this moment, Harosa was truly enraged!

Since he ascended to the throne of God-King and took control of reincarnation, when has he ever suffered such a severe injury?!

He roared, enduring the excruciating pain, and the power of reincarnation surged from his body like a volcanic eruption, forcefully blasting away the severed arm that had pierced his chest!

At the same time, he activated the law of reincarnation, doing his utmost to expel and obliterate the Asura energy that had invaded his body.

The severed arm that had been blasted away flew in an arc through the air and returned to Tang San's severed arm as if it were alive. The flesh writhed and the bones rejoined, and it was restored to its original state in an instant, without even leaving a scar!

Tang San twisted his newly grown arm, his ferocious smile growing even more rampant. His scarlet eyes held only the purest pleasure of killing, as if he himself had not just had his arm severed and his chest pierced.

Harosa clutched his bleeding chest, struggling to heal his wounds with the power of Samsara. He looked at Tang San, whose aura had not weakened but had become even more terrifying due to his injury and anger, and felt a sense of absurdity and frustration.

This Asura God is simply unreasonable! The more it's injured, the stronger it becomes; the more it fights, the more powerful it grows; it can even regenerate severed limbs, seemingly without any weaknesses! How can anyone fight against this?!

"I don't believe it! In your current state, there's absolutely no way it could happen without consequences or time limits!"

Harosa wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice cold yet tinged with barely suppressed rage.

He firmly believed that such power, which defied the laws of the universe, was bound to be accompanied by enormous hidden dangers; either its duration would be limited, or it would suffer a terrifying backlash afterward.

Tang San's white hair flew wildly, his body radiating a bloodthirsty aura, his voice like the clash of ancient ice: "Killing you—is enough!"

Without another word, he launched another attack! The Asura Blood Sword, accompanied by a fierce roar that seemed to tear apart the starry sea, slashed repeatedly!

Each sword strike was simple and direct, yet contained the ultimate power and the law of slaughter, forcing Harosa to desperately parry with the Sword of Reincarnation and the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" Sparks flew everywhere, and an energy storm raged. Harosa was struggling to defend himself. With each collision, his arm went numb, and his chest wound was throbbing with excruciating pain.

Although both the Reincarnation Sword and the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd are super artifacts, they seem somewhat inadequate in the face of Tang San's pure, extreme, and irrationally brutal violence!

Finally, a condensed crimson sword beam seized a tiny opening after Harosa parried, slashing fiercely towards his neck! Harosa's pupils contracted sharply; neither the Reincarnation Sword nor the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd could react in time!

Harosa was about to invoke the Six Paths of Reincarnation to defend.

At this critical moment, "Third Brother!!!"

A woman's cry, filled with endless terror, sorrow, and despair, seemed to pierce through layers of space and energy turbulence, clearly reaching the core of this battlefield of slaughter. It was like the sharpest ice spike, piercing deep into Tang San's soul, which was filled with the will to kill!

That voice—it was so familiar, so unforgettable! It was his only weakness throughout the endless years, the love he was willing to give anything to protect!

Tang San's Asura Blood Sword, raised high and about to strike, was frozen in mid-air as if bound by invisible shackles! The boiling, blood-red Asura aura around him rippled violently!

The pure bloodlust in his bloodshot eyes receded like the tide, instantly replaced by an unprecedented clarity, even tinged with fear and disbelief.

He turned his head sharply, looking in the direction the voice came from, his voice trembling with extreme emotion: "Xiao--Xiao Wu?!"

In the distance, at the edge of the shattered starry sky, the figures of the Goddess of Life, Yali, and the Tiger King, Blue Butterfly, appeared quietly.

In Ya Li's hands, she was supporting a woman whose face was as pale as paper and whose beautiful eyes were filled with fear and tears—it was Xiao Wu!

Her breath was extremely weak, clearly indicating that her old injuries had not yet healed. At this moment, she was like a frightened fawn, so fragile that she seemed ready to break at the slightest touch.

The moment Tang San saw Xiao Wu, the clarity in his eyes was quickly replaced by a deeper and more violent rage!

That anger wasn't directed at Xiao Wu, but at the person who dared to touch his sore spot!

He turned his head sharply and stared intently at Harosa, who had just survived a near-death experience and was panting heavily. The killing intent in his eyes was colder and more intense than ever before!

"Ha-Lo-Sa-!" Tang San's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, each word carrying a chilling cold that froze the soul. "You're courting death!!"

He actually—he actually dared to touch Xiao Wu?!

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