Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 63 The Tang Sect Soul Master Who Was Taken Away in Packing

Harosa's figure appeared silently beneath the hazy sky of the Realm of Rebirth. The uproar that had engulfed the continent because of his framing was now irrelevant to him.

His divine sense, like an invisible giant net, swept across the divine realm in an instant, sensing the situation inside. All those who were taken away were within the range of his divine sense.

The first thing that caught my eye were the Soul Masters who had been captured from the Star Luo Tang Sect branch. They were haphazardly piled up on an open ground filled with the sound of bones, like a heap of abandoned goods.

Most of them remained unconscious, their bodies trembling slightly under the influence of the dense death aura, their faces ashen.

The few who did awaken were in extremely poor condition. They were clutching their chests and coughing violently, their eyes were unfocused, and their exposed skin had an unhealthy bluish-gray hue, clearly indicating that their life force was being rapidly devoured by the death aura.

Another brave one, despite his weakened state, ran after them, trying to explore further into the distance, but he collapsed to the ground after only a short distance, curling up and groaning in pain.

Immediately afterwards, divine sense detected the Tang Sect Soul Masters who had been taken away from the outer defense line of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. They were placed in another area, lying haphazardly as well.

The proportion of those who regained consciousness was slightly higher. These individuals were clearly more experienced and alert. They noticed the eeriness of their surroundings as soon as they awoke.

He immediately activated the defensive soul tool he carried with him.

Energy shields, some transparent, some pale, lit up around them, barely blocking some of the deathly aura's corrosive influence. Inside the shields, their faces were grave, their eyes warily scanning the desolate world, while they whispered calls and forcefully nudged their still unconscious companions, trying to wake more people.

Several shields even moved close together, forming a larger joint defensive circle, demonstrating excellent combat skills and survival instincts.

Finally, the divine sense landed on the area where Deng Fengqiao and his group of soul masters were located. The scene here was in stark contrast to the other two locations.

On a relatively flat, cleared area littered with bones, a rudimentary camp is taking shape. With Electrolux's assistance, the core area of ​​the camp is shrouded in a thin, translucent gray energy barrier, effectively isolating it from the deathly aura of the outside world.

Inside the barrier, the air was still cool, but no longer suffocating.

You can see that the simple yet sturdy metal house frame is being built, and some basic soul-guided lighting equipment has been turned on, emitting a soft white light that dispels some of the gloom.

The Soul Masters had clear divisions of labor: some were debugging equipment, some were moving materials, and some were planning the layout. Although the environment was unfamiliar and eerie, their expressions were relatively calm, their eyes showing a sense of relief at surviving a disaster and building a temporary shelter, as well as a focused seriousness on their work.

At least their not-so-convincing manager can talk to a big shot here, so there shouldn't be any danger.

Deng Fengqiao was whispering something to one of Electrolux's split souls, nodding occasionally.

Harosa's thoughts stirred slightly. An invisible force instantly enveloped all the Soul Masters in the other two areas—whether they were unconscious or conscious, in good condition or on the verge of death.

In the next instant, space seemed to distort!

Those Star Luo Tang Sect Soul Masters who were corroded by death energy and groaned in pain; those Ice and Fire Yin Yang Soul Masters who were on high alert inside the defensive shield; along with the Soul Guidance Devices and Equipment that had been brought in and were scattered around them, were as if grabbed by an invisible hand and disappeared from the spot in an instant!

At the same moment, on the open ground at the edge of Deng Fengqiao's camp, grayish-white mist surged violently, and the space rippled like water! Immediately afterwards, hundreds of figures appeared out of thin air like dumplings being dropped into boiling water, crashing heavily onto the hard, white bone ground!

"Ouch!"

"What's going on?!"

"Enemy attack?!"

Screams, cries of pain, and the blaring of alarms instantly shattered the camp's previously relatively orderly tranquility!

Deng Fengqiao and his Soul Masters were startled by this sudden turn of events, stopping their work and looking at the unexpectedly large crowd with suspicion. Ilex's phantom also flickered slightly, clearly surprised as well.

When Deng Fengqiao and his men saw the Tang Clan uniforms worn by the people who had suddenly appeared, especially since some of them were wearing the distinctive uniforms of the outer guards of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, they looked at each other, completely bewildered.

Amidst the chaos and bewilderment, Harosa's figure appeared silently in mid-air in front of the crowd, as if blending into the shadows. He looked down at the terrified crowd with indifferent eyes.

An invisible pressure, originating from the depths of the soul, quietly spread out, instantly silencing the noisy scene. Everyone felt their hearts tighten, their breathing became difficult, and they involuntarily looked up at the suspended figure.

Deng Fengqiao reacted the fastest. When he saw who it was, his surprise and doubt vanished instantly, replaced by extreme respect and a hint of fanaticism.

He immediately knelt on one knee, bowed his head deeply, and spoke in a loud and reverent voice:

"Greetings, Your Majesty Hades!"

Behind him, the more than one hundred soul masters who had originally been under his command also seemed to awaken from a dream, and they all followed suit, kneeling down in unison.

The voices, though uneven, were all filled with reverence: "Greetings, Your Majesty Hades!"

They had seen Harosa before; they had that much sense.

The unified sound of their worship resounded like thunder in the ears of the Tang Sect Soul Masters who had just been teleported there!

"The King of the Underworld?!"

"Harosa?!"

"It's him! It really is him!"

Fear overwhelmed them instantly like an icy tide! The Star Luo Tang Sect Soul Masters, who were coughing and groaning, forgot their pain and stared wide-eyed in terror; the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye Guards inside the defensive shield were even more pale, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and they almost couldn't hold onto their Soul Guidance Devices!

They finally understood why they were in this godforsaken place—they had been kidnapped by this legendary, ruthless man who could kill even the most inhuman creatures!

The thought of his fearsome reputation and the terrifying rumors about Shrek Academy and Tang Sect headquarters filled them with immense despair and terror, almost suffocating them. Even those level nine soul masters and those who had one foot in the threshold of level ten felt only boundless chill in their hearts at this moment—the ability to knock them unconscious and take them away without them even noticing was simply unbelievable!

Harosa's gaze swept over the Soul Masters, who were corrupted by death energy and in extremely poor condition, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. He casually raised his hand and waved it lightly over that area.

A gentle, grayish-white current of air, carrying a strange and flowing quality, swept by.

Like sunlight melting snow!

The gray-black death energy that lingered around them and constantly eroded their life force instantly dissipated and disintegrated as if it had met its nemesis!

The ashen look on the faces of those soul masters quickly faded, and their pained expressions eased. Although they were still weak, the deadly sense of erosion had disappeared.

They were startled by the changes in their bodies, and their eyes as they looked at Harosa were filled with an incredulous and complex expression.

Harosa ignored their reactions and turned his gaze to Deng Fengqiao, who was still kneeling on one knee, nodding slightly to signal him to come over.