Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

As soon as Harosa finished speaking, the already oppressive atmosphere in the restaurant instantly plummeted to freezing point! The air seemed to freeze, with only the steam from the dishes on the table still rising weakly.

Zhenhua now fully understood—this uninvited guest had come to collect a debt, and this "debt" was probably no small matter!

His body tensed instantly, and he instinctively tried to circulate his soul power to defend himself. However, an indescribable chill instantly enveloped his entire body!

He was horrified to discover that his once-proud soul power was now completely unusable, as if it had never been cultivated at all!

Yuan Feng and Yuan Yue were in the same situation! Their expressions changed drastically as they tried to activate their soul power, but they felt as if their soul cores were frozen, and even their martial souls were dormant!

Only Madam Yuan and Yuan Hua, though equally pale with fear, made no move to resist. They knew all too well the terror of Harosa and understood that resistance would only bring even more horrific consequences.

Harosa seemed oblivious to the three futile struggles, his gaze sweeping indifferently over Yuan Feng, Yuan Yue, and Zhen Hua, a playful smile even appearing on his lips: "What? Are you three young friends trying to bully an old man like me?"

An old man? His pale but wrinkle-free face looked even younger than Yuan Feng! This was full of sarcasm and provocation.

But the three of them felt the oppressive abyss-like pressure and dared not make any further moves. They could only stare at Harosa with eyes full of anger and humiliation.

Harosa paid no heed to their angry glares, treating them as if they were a few ruffled kittens. He slowly picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, chewed, and then his gaze returned to Yuan Hua, his tone carrying a hint of reproach: "Mr. Yuan, it seems... your upbringing hasn't been done well?" The danger in his words was crystal clear.

Yuan Hua's forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and the back of his clothes was soaked. He quickly said, "Mr. Ha, please calm down! What I promised you back then, of course I keep! I would never forget!"

At this moment, all he wanted was to keep his family safe; material possessions meant nothing to him.

He hurriedly took out five high-grade storage soul tools from his pocket, held them in both hands, placed them on the table, and pushed them in front of Harosa. These were top-grade rare metals and precious materials that he had collected with all his might over the years, far exceeding the requirements of the past tenfold.

However, Harosa didn't even glance at the soul tools, calmly continuing to eat, his gaze fixed on Yuan Hua.

Yuan Hua's heart sank completely, a chill running from his feet to the top of his head. He knew that what the other party was really targeting... was his entire family!

Harosa swallowed the food in his mouth, put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, and then slowly said, "I need Mr. Yuan Hua's family to do me a small favor. I wonder if Mr. Yuan would be willing?" His tone could even be described as gentle, but to Yuan Hua, it sounded like the whisper of a devil.

Yuan Hua swayed, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, his eyes becoming empty and filled with despair. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

In that deathly still moment!

"Let's do it!"

A desperate, frenzied glint appeared in Yuan Feng and Yuan Yue's eyes! The terrifying soul power fluctuations of level 98 Super Douluo erupted from their bodies!

A dazzling four-word battle armor instantly covered his entire body!

A level nine soul-guided warhammer burning with crimson flames appeared in Yuan Feng's hand, while Yuan Yue held a level nine soul-guided longsword flowing with an ice-blue aura, her martial soul true form appearing and disappearing! The two figures moved like lightning, with an aura of mutual destruction, their martial souls and soul-guided weapons merging, and smashed fiercely towards Harosa's head, who was still sitting upright in the main seat!

At the same time, Zhenhua reacted extremely quickly! Knowing that staying would only lead to his death, he turned around without hesitation, increased his speed to the maximum, and was about to break through the window to call for help!

"Master, I'm going to get reinforcements!"

Faced with the overwhelming combined attack of Yuan Feng and Yuan Yue, Harosa didn't even lift an eyelid. The two chopsticks he placed on the table vanished instantly, as if controlled by an invisible force!

Clang! Clang!

Two crisp, ear-piercing metallic clangs rang out!

Those two ordinary chopsticks, as if possessing immense power, struck Yuan Feng's warhammer and Yuan Yue's longsword with perfect precision! An irresistible and overwhelming force instantly surged forth!

Boom! Boom!

Yuan Feng and Yuan Yue felt an incomprehensible, terrifying power surge into their bodies through their weapons. The four-word battle armor flickered violently and groaned under the strain!

The two were sent flying backwards, weapons and all, as if struck by a high-speed soul-guided train, crashing heavily into the restaurant wall with a dull thud! The wall was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks!

This was certainly not due to the power of the chopsticks, but rather the overwhelming force of Haros's divine sense and a trace of demigod power!

"Pfft!" The two spat out a mouthful of blood almost simultaneously. Their battle armor dimmed, and they struggled to get up, only to discover to their horror that their martial souls were completely dormant, as if bound by invisible chains! Even their soul power was completely solidified, like stagnant water!

Harosa finally raised his eyes, looking indifferently at the struggling two, his voice calm and unwavering: "Your current achievements all stem from me. You still want to attack me?"

His gaze shifted to Zhenhua, who had rushed to the window: "You come back here too."

Zhenhua felt an invisible, icy hand appear out of nowhere and grab the back of his neck! An irresistible force pulled him back from the air and pressed him back into his seat, unable to move!

"I...I'll go to the dock and get some fries." Zhenhua was terrified, and he was reminded of the helpless feeling he had when his father hung him up and beat him when he was a child.

The entire restaurant was deathly silent. Only Yuan Hua's heavy breathing and Madam Yuan's suppressed sobs could be heard. Yuan Feng and Yuan Yue slumped against the wall, their eyes filled with unbelievable fear and despair. Zhen Hua sat stiffly in a chair, his face deathly pale.

Harosa picked up a napkin from the table and wiped his hands, as if he had merely swatted away two flies. He looked at Yuan Hua, whose face was ashen, and spoke again, his tone still flat:

"Now, can we talk properly about that 'little favor,' Mr. Yuan?"

Upon hearing Harosa's request, Yuan Hua felt somewhat relieved. He was willing to do anything as long as his family wasn't harmed, and quickly said, "Y-yes! I just beg you, Mr. Harosa, not to harm my family!"

Harosa's lips curled into a playful smile: "Oh? Just family? Then I'll deal with the kid who tried to slip away earlier." He glanced at Zhenhua, whose face was deathly pale.

Zhenhua froze, losing even the courage to argue that he wasn't trying to escape but was calling for reinforcements.

No, Master, please save me! Zhenhua looked helplessly at Yuanhua.

Yuan Hua, sweating profusely, quickly added, "My disciple Zhenhua is also my family! Like my own son! Please, Mr. Ha, show mercy!"

"Heh." Harosa chuckled, no longer trying to scare them. With a wave of his hand, an invisible spatial force instantly enveloped the entire restaurant!

Yuan Hua's family and Zhen Hua only felt a blur before their eyes, the space distorted, and the next moment, their feet were already on a completely unfamiliar land!

Cold and desolate! Deathly silent! The gray-black sky was thick with the aura of death. Beneath their feet lay a field of white bones, and in the distance stood massive hills of skeletons. Faint whispers of the dead drifted through the air… A living world of the dead!

"Where...where is this?!" Madam Yuan grabbed her husband's arm in terror. Yuan Feng, Yuan Yue, and Zhen Hua were equally pale, speechless with shock at the horrifying scene and the omnipresent pressure of death.

Enveloped in death, yet capable of transforming the world in the blink of an eye—what kind of method is this?!