Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 312 Xiao Wu Dies, Tang San Goes Mad

Harosa's heart-wrenching words about the root cause of Xiao Wu's injuries were like a poisoned dagger, completely shattering Tang San's last defenses.

His fighting spirit, which had been fueled by anger and hatred, was now replaced by a deeper, colder despair. In his heart, nothing—no divine authority, no cosmic supremacy—could compare to Xiao Wu's safety.

However, cruel reality tells him that it was his self-righteous affection and protection that was the culprit that killed his beloved.

The pain caused by this realization was far more intense and unbearable than the Asura Blood Sword piercing through the chest.

He seemed to have lost his spine, standing blankly in the shattered starry sky, his eyes empty, staring blankly at Xiao Wu in the distance, who was being supported by Ya Li and whose breath was as faint as a candle in the wind.

Just then, Harosa's voice rang out again, but this time it was no longer a cold mockery; instead, it carried a strange, devilish whisper of temptation: "I am the god who governs reincarnation. The underworld near the Douluo Star System has long been transformed by me into a true place of reincarnation."

His gaze fell on the distraught Tang San. "If you are willing to surrender, I can personally send you and Xiao Wu into the cycle of reincarnation. I promise you—to meet and know each other in every lifetime, to traverse the vast mortal world, and never be separated again."

These words were like a ray of light shining in the endless darkness, instantly capturing Tang San's entire mind!

Strength? Status? Revenge? At this moment, all became meaningless. His only obsession was Xiao Wu! If only he could...

If I could be reborn with Xiao Wu, what would it matter if I had to give up everything I have now?

Tang San's gaze remained somewhat vacant, filled with endless reluctance and struggle. He stared intently at Xiao Wu, as if trying to etch her image into the deepest part of his soul.

He could even clearly sense that the already weak life force within Xiao Wu's body was rapidly dissipating at an irreversible rate. Even with the Life Goddess Ya Li maintaining it, it was like trying to stop a flood from breaking its banks—a futile effort.

Yali seemed to sense the complete depletion of Xiaowu's life essence. She raised her head, looked at Harosa, and shook her head slightly with a hint of helplessness and pity on her beautiful face.

Sure enough, after only a moment, Xiao Wu's long eyelashes trembled, and with her last bit of strength, she looked in Tang San's direction, her lips moved slightly, and she uttered a final cry, almost inaudible, yet as heart-wrenching as a cuckoo's lament: "Third Brother—"

As the voice faded, the light in her eyes dimmed completely, her head drooped limply, and all vital signs vanished in that instant.

"Xiao Wu!!!"

Tang San let out a heart-wrenching cry, trying to rush over, but his steps felt as heavy as lead.

Harosa was even faster! He raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and an invisible force of reincarnation instantly enveloped Xiao Wu's soul, which had not yet completely dissipated. He forcibly extracted the fragile three souls and seven spirits from the state of being about to return to nothingness and condensed them in his palm.

The luminous orb of soul was hazy and weak, as if it might be extinguished at any moment. No consciousness or emotion could be sensed within it, like a dormant seed waiting for the next awakening of life.

"What are you still spacing out for?" Harosa coldly looked at Tang San, who was still immersed in immense grief and somewhat unable to react. "It seems I've done you a favor again. Xiao Wu's soul hasn't completely dissipated yet. Are you just going to watch her return to nothingness completely, even giving up the chance for reincarnation?"

These words were like a thunderclap, jolting Tang San out of his daze! He looked sharply at the ball of soul light in Harosa's hand, which represented Xiao Wu's last remaining existence. His eyes flashed with an incredibly complex light: heart-wrenching pain, the relief of regaining what was lost, and an almost insane determination!

"Xiao Wu—wait for Third Brother!" Tang San's voice was hoarse but firm, carrying an undeniable vow. "Third Brother will definitely find you! No matter where you are, no matter how many reincarnations you go through, Third Brother will definitely find you and bring you home!"

Looking at the lifeless ball of soul light, he knew that this was because Xiao Wu's source of energy had been exhausted, and her soul had fallen into the deepest silence, with all her memories and emotions sealed away, waiting to be awakened after her rebirth.

At this moment, Tang San's eyes completely changed. His previous madness, hatred, and struggle transformed into an almost obsessive resolve. He raised his head, his gaze piercing as he looked at Harosa: "I, Tang San, will give my life for Xiao Wu's safe entry into reincarnation! You—Harosa—must personally escort her!"

He emphasized the word "personally," clearly showing that he attached great importance to the process of reincarnation and could not tolerate any mistakes.

Harosa raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by Tang San's decisiveness. He stroked his chin, deliberately drawing out his words: "For me to personally escort him? That's no small price to pay."

He paused, and under Tang San's suddenly tense gaze, slowly uttered three words: "It costs more."

Tang San took a deep breath, as if he had made an extremely difficult decision, and said in a deep voice: "—Add another life."

Harosa gave a cryptic smile and nodded decisively: "Deal."

However, after the agreement was reached, an eerie silence fell over the scene. Harosa watched Tang San calmly, without making a move.

Tang San frowned, as if he understood something. He closed his eyes, then opened them again, his tone terrifyingly calm: "Do it. I'll let you know if two lives are lost."

Harosa looked at Tang San with a strange expression, then at the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd in his hand, seemingly finding the transaction method somewhat absurd.

But he didn't say much. He just shrugged, raised the super artifact with the characteristic of "ignoring defense," and slashed down at Tang San, who was no longer on guard.

There was no earth-shattering sound, only the dull thud of sharp weapons piercing flesh. Harosa didn't even know how many times he had slashed, and the scene was extremely bizarre—a peak-level God-King stood still while another peak-level God-King slashed at him, just to "lose his life."

At a certain moment, Tang San suddenly took a step back, dodging Harosa's halberd blade as it fell again. His voice carried a barely perceptible weakness, but remained calm: "That's enough. Two lives lost."

Harosa stopped what she was doing, tilted her head to look at him, and said with a hint of suspicion, "How can I be sure you really lost two lives? What if you try to renege on your promise?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's face showed anger. He snorted coldly, and his divine power surged slightly. Several black and white intertwined energy threads containing the aura of the law of reincarnation were forcibly forced out of his body and dissipated into the starry sky.

"You secretly planted so many reincarnation marks within my divine body as a backup plan, how could you not know?!" Tang San's voice was filled with the anger of being mocked.

Harosa looked at the forced-out power of reincarnation, awkwardly touched his nose, and chuckled dryly: "Ahem—just to be on the safe side, I have to test you to see if you're overly saddened and have really gone mad."

Tang San snorted coldly, no longer bothering with the matter. His gaze was fixed on Xiao Wu's soul in Harosa's hands, his tone carrying a final warning and resolve: "Now, fulfill your promise! Send Xiao Wu—into reincarnation! You! Personally! Send! Her!"

The meaning in his eyes was clear: if Harosa dared to back out at this moment, he would take him down with him even if it meant being completely annihilated.

Harosa's playful expression vanished, replaced by a serious one. He glanced at Xiao Wu's fragile soul orb, then looked at Tang San, and nodded solemnly: "Of course. I am the most—a man of my word."

He then gave a look to Electrolux, Deng Fengqiao, and the others in the distance, signaling them to protect Yali and be on guard.

The remnants of the divine circle.

Then, without further hesitation, he held Xiao Wu's soul in his hand, turned around, and stepped into the underworld—the Gate of Reincarnation—that had been quietly floating and flowing with black and white energy.

Inside the gate lies the transformed, mysterious Land of Reincarnation, the starting point of Xiao Wu's rebirth, and the beginning of Tang San's endless obsession.

In the starry sky, only Tang San, his white hair stained with blood and his aura greatly weakened, remained. He stared intently at the slowly closing Gate of Reincarnation, his eyes filled with unyielding longing and a near-mad determination.

"Xiao Wu—wait for me—"

Harosa's figure completely disappeared into the crescent-white and jet-black light of the Gate of Reincarnation. The turbulent energy currents in the star space, which had been stirred up by the peak duel between the two god-kings, seemed to calm down a bit, leaving only a deathly silence and oppressive atmosphere before the storm.

Tang San made a move after Harosa left.

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