Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Harosa saw that Elex had fallen into deep thought after hearing the explanation, his eyes sparkling with understanding, and he had clearly gained a lot, so he nodded in satisfaction.

With a slight thought, he shared some of the deeper permissions to control the origin of the God Realm of Rebirth with Electrox, allowing him to more directly access and comprehend the unique power of the "Rebirth" origin.

"Consider this carefully. If you can ignite the divine fire through this, you will be reborn in the realm of gods as a second deity." Harosa left these words as both encouragement and expectation.

He didn't linger; in a flash, he appeared near Yuanhua's forging area. Yuan Feng was standing to the side observing his father's forging process, while also familiarizing himself with the procedure for attracting the lightning tribulation. Seeing Harosa approach, Yuan Feng immediately stood up respectfully.

"Yuan Feng," Harosa asked directly, "your father said you have good talent. Are you now capable of independently forging Heavenly Stones and have become a Divine Craftsman?"

Yuan Feng's face immediately lit up with barely suppressed excitement and a hint of self-satisfaction. He puffed out his chest and said, "Reporting to Mr. Ha, I've become a master craftsman! Just recently, under Elder Yi's guidance, I succeeded once!"

Harosa nodded with a hint of approval on his face: "Not bad, you have potential. Keep up the good work, and you will surely have a place among the gods in the God Realm in the future." He casually made a promise, but his tone was so confident that Yuan Feng felt his heart surge with excitement.

"Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Xie!" Yuan Feng bowed deeply with emotion.

"Now that you've become a divine craftsman, why don't you go and summon a lightning tribulation? Electrolux should be free to deal with it by now, right?" Harosa asked.

Yuan Feng quickly explained, "Elder Yi said he was confident he could handle a lightning tribulation cloud without any mishaps, and told me to familiarize myself with the process first, so I could be ready to take over from my father at any time." He pointed to Yuan Hua, who was still sweating profusely while forging not far away.

"Hmm." Harosa responded, glancing at Yuan Feng. "Then come with me now, and bring your tools."

Yuan Feng's eyes lit up, secretly delighted: "Is this some kind of special treatment for me? Or is it some kind of benefit for me?"

He immediately replied, "Yes!"

Then he quickly pulled out a huge metal bowl that looked like a foot bath tub from his storage soul tool, held it with both hands and handed it to Harosa with an expectant look on his face.

Harosa looked at the "glutton" in front of him, and his eyes twitched almost imperceptibly.

He raised his hand and gave Yuan Feng a sharp tap on the head, annoyed. "I was talking about the forging hammer! Your forging hammer! What are you thinking?"

Harosa had never been so speechless. Is this really the only guy who can make a living?

"Ouch!" Yuan Feng cried out in pain, clutching his head. Only then did he realize that he had misunderstood. His face instantly turned bright red. He hurriedly put away the large bowl and quickly took out his heavy, dark, top-grade forging hammer, which was covered with signs of use.

"I'm...I'm so sorry, Mr. Ha! I...I took the wrong one!"

Seeing this scene from not far away, Madam Yuan couldn't help but rub her forehead and shake her head, looking at her with a "this silly son" expression.

She discovered that although they were in this strange world of the dead, their family's cultivation speed had indeed increased significantly, and the bottlenecks that were previously difficult to overcome seemed to have loosened.

The only one who has had a hard time is her husband, Yuan Hua, who has been working with the forging hammer almost nonstop since they arrived here.

She looked at her son again: This brat doesn't even know how to take over the job, he's working his father to death.

Harosa said nothing more and turned to leave. Yuan Feng quickly grabbed his real "tool of the trade"—the forging hammer—and jogged after him.

As they passed Madam Yuan, Zhenhua quietly approached from somewhere, lowering his voice with surprise and doubt: "Master's wife, the one Mr. Ha was holding just now... didn't that look like Shrek's Holy Spirit, Her Majesty Yali?"

Madam Yuan's expression changed slightly. She immediately made a shushing gesture, sighed, and lowered her voice even further: "Alas, child, be careful what you say... What is our situation now? Even if we see it, we should pretend we didn't. We can't afford to offend them..."

Zhenhua felt a chill run down his spine, nodded silently, and dared not ask another question.

Harosa, carrying Yuan Feng who was holding a forging hammer, went directly to the "Black Seawater Lake" covered with grayish-white undead skeleton powder.

Yali was still being supported by his strength, quietly suspended in mid-air not far from the ground, her eyes closed, like a sleeping beauty.

Yuan Feng caught a glimpse of Ya Li out of the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat. But he immediately forced himself to look away, keeping his eyes down, barely daring to breathe, let alone glance at her again. He knew all too well that the less he knew here, the safer he would be.

"Look there," Harosa said to Yuan Feng, pointing to the black lake area below covered in bone powder.

With a slight thought, the thick layer of bone meal covering the central area of ​​the lake silently slid open like a curtain, revealing the deep, dark water below that seemed capable of swallowing all light.

"Did you feel it? Sense it carefully." Harosa's voice was calm.

Yuan Feng steadied himself and, as instructed, concentrated all his mental energy, cautiously probing towards the exposed black lake water. He was a divine craftsman; while his mental energy wasn't as powerful as that of a soul master specializing in mental energy, it far surpassed that of ordinary people, and his senses were extremely sharp.

The moment they made contact, Yuan Feng's expression changed.

Silence! A chilling stillness! It was as if beneath the surface of the water lay absolute nothingness, where even the concepts of space and time did not exist.

Cold! Not in a physical sense of low temperature, but in a chilling will that can freeze the soul and annihilate life! Just a slight mental approach gives one the illusion of being frozen and dragged into an endless abyss.

Devouring! This was the strongest sensation! The black lake water was like a bottomless black hole, radiating a terrifying suction force, greedily trying to devour everything that approached it!

Energy, matter, light, even... mental energy! Yuan Feng felt his mental probes were being rapidly "eaten up" by the darkness, like a clay ox sinking into the sea!

He subconsciously tried to withdraw his mental energy, but found it extremely difficult, as if he were stuck in an invisible quagmire! Cold sweat instantly seeped from his forehead, his Adam's apple bobbed, and all the color drained from his face.

"Ha... Mr. Ha!" Yuan Feng's voice trembled slightly as he spoke with difficulty, "This... this water... it... it's 'eating' my spiritual power! And... a kind of... annihilating... deathly silence! Anything that gets close to it will probably be completely devoured, decomposed, and disappear!"

As a top-tier blacksmith, he was extremely sensitive to the properties of materials. He subconsciously added, with professional astonishment, "What... what is this thing? I feel that even the finest rare metals would be instantly 'digested' if they fell in, leaving not even a trace! Its 'appetite'... is enormous!"

Looking at Yuan Feng's lingering fear and shock, Harosa curled his lips into a cold smile: "Big appetite? Heh, you're right. This thing even 'eats' metal."

Actually, Harosa doesn't feel that the Sea of ​​Destruction is that terrifying anymore. Before becoming a god, he did have a similar feeling to Yuan Feng. You can see that in the original work, Tang Wulin was in a sorry state when he relied on the aura of destruction to cross the Sea of ​​Destruction.

Not to mention that the current Sea of ​​Destruction's water has been strengthened by the source of destruction.