Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 66: Torture to Establish Authority, Building the Soul Guidance System of the Divine Realm

Harosa was extremely efficient. With his powerful divine sense combined with spatial teleportation, he quickly collected the scattered remnants, parts, and even complete system units of soul-guided weapons.

He piled these cold, metallic artifacts on a huge bone platform not far from Deng Fengqiao's camp, forming a rather large "garbage mountain" that gleamed with a cold, hard metallic luster.

Standing at the edge of the bone platform, Harosa casually picked up a core magic array plate. It was covered with densely packed, shimmering soul-guiding circuits, their structure exquisitely complex. He probed into it with his powerful divine sense, attempting to decipher its principles.

However, the complexity of soul guidance technology, especially the pinnacle system of the Tang Sect that integrates the essence of Tang Sect hidden weapons with modern soul guidance theory, far exceeds the simple application of soul power.

Countless tiny energy nodes, logical loops, and transformation runes intertwine to form a "language" and "logic" that is completely unfamiliar to Haros.

His divine sense swept over it, as if reading a book from heaven. He could only vaguely perceive the powerful energy flow and precise control intentions contained within, but how to achieve it, how to optimize it, and how to manipulate it—was completely beyond the comprehension of this "Practitioner of Rebirth".

Simply put, they are illiterate in the art of guiding souls; they only know how to use it.

"Pfft." Harosa raised an eyebrow slightly and casually tossed the magic array plate back onto the "garbage mountain," producing a crisp metallic clang.

It seems that professional matters should be left to professionals. Hopefully, that kid Deng Fengqiao can really subdue those arrogant "professionals" and extract the value from this pile of "scrap metal".

He stopped hesitating, his figure flickered and disappeared again, heading towards the Black Sea Lake. There were more important matters there that required his attention.

On Deng Fengqiao's side, the silent standoff was finally broken.

An elderly man with white hair and beard, wearing the badge of an elder of the Star Luo Tang Sect's core workshop, was under the continuous pressure of Deng Fengqiao's icy gaze.

I finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He stepped forward, his face still pale, but his eyes held the inherent arrogance of a Tang Clan elder mixed with a hint of offended anger: "Deng Fengqiao, is it? I am Lin Yuanshan, chief advisor of the Star Luo Tang Clan workshop! What do you mean by this? Are you treating us like prisoners? What exactly is Your Majesty's intention in abducting us? You should give us an explanation!"

He knew perfectly well that it was nothing more than the technology they possessed, but it wasn't appropriate for him to say it aloud.

The other elderly men behind him, who also exuded a remarkable aura, straightened their backs and glared at Deng Fengqiao with hostility.

They were used to being respected in the Tang Clan, and even when faced with the terror of Hades Harosa, that deep-rooted arrogance could not be completely worn down in a short time.

To put it simply, they didn't hit enough.

Deng Fengqiao looked at Elder Lin, a cold smile curving his lips. There was no hint of a smile in that smile, only a chilling aura.

He's been waiting for the first one to stick his neck out!

"Explanation?" Deng Fengqiao's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the room, with an undeniable coldness. "Lin Yuanshan, it seems you haven't grasped the situation yet."

He slowly raised his hand, pointing to the hazy sky and the endless white bone-strewn earth beneath his feet: "This is the Realm of Rebirth! Ruled by His Majesty the King of the Underworld! You, me, and them—" He swept his fingers over his former subordinates and the trembling guards of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Wells, "We all share only one identity—servants of His Majesty the King of the Underworld!"

"What is the duty of a divine servant? It is obedience! It is dedication! It is to execute His Majesty's will without reservation!" Deng Fengqiao's voice suddenly rose, carrying an almost fanatical severity. "What does His Majesty want us to do? Integrate resources, research soul guidance technology, and cultivate level ten soul masters or even higher! This is our mission! It is the supreme divine decree! Does anyone have any objections?"

His icy gaze was like a tangible knife, viciously piercing Lin Yuanshan: "You ask me what I intend to do? I want you to do it immediately, right now!"

Cast aside your laughable Tang Sect arrogance! Face reality! There is no Tang Sect chief advisor here, only Soul Master Lin Yuanshan, who needs to fulfill the divine decree! Your only value now is your brains and your skills! Use them for His Majesty's great cause! Otherwise..."

Deng Fengqiao didn't continue speaking, but the gray-white flames in the eye sockets of the hundreds of undead guards behind him suddenly flared! A chilling killing intent swept across the entire area like a cold wave! The air seemed to freeze!

You really think this is still the Tang Clan? You've spoiled me rotten, sir. Times have changed!

Startled by the Undying Guard's terrifying killing intent, Lin Yuanshan's face turned deathly pale. He instinctively took a step back, his lips trembling as he tried to say something.

But Deng Fengqiao had already given him no chance. To truly punish one to deter others, swift and decisive action was needed!

"It seems Elder Lin needs some time to 'sober up.'" Deng Fengqiao's voice was as cold as ice. "Take him away!"

"Put him in solitary confinement! Let him think carefully about what the rules are for a servant of God!"

This so-called confinement sounds like it would involve a severe beating.

As soon as he finished speaking, two exceptionally tall skeleton guards with gray-white flames burning in their eye sockets appeared on either side of Lin Yuanshan like ghosts! Cold, hard bone claws exuding an aura of death instantly gripped Lin Yuanshan's shoulders!

"You—you dare?!" Lin Yuanshan was both shocked and furious. His soul power erupted subconsciously as he tried to break free! He was a level 95 Super Douluo!

However, the power of those two skeleton guards far exceeded expectations! Their bone claws were as if forged from refined gold, remaining completely still! Even more terrifying, a chilling aura of death, imbued with the laws of the divine realm, seeped into Lin Yuanshan's body through the bone claws, instantly freezing and suppressing his erupting soul power!

His own natal soul tool had been disarmed beforehand, so he had no power to resist at all.

"Ugh!" Lin Yuanshan groaned, like a duck being choked, all resistance instantly crumbling!

He was dragged away effortlessly by two skeleton guards like a sack of rags, disappearing into the direction of the makeshift detention area made up of huge skeletons at the edge of the camp.

The whole process was lightning fast and ruthless!

The entire room fell silent!

Those veteran soul masters of the Tang Sect who had previously harbored some hope or even had some restless thoughts were now trembling with fear, their backs instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Looking at Deng Fengqiao's face, which appeared particularly cold in the dim light, and the undead guards behind him who resembled an army of death, the last trace of pride in their hearts was crushed.

They finally understood that here, strength and past status were worthless; only absolute obedience could ensure survival!

Deng Fengqiao's gaze swept across the crowd again, and this time, no one dared to meet his eyes; everyone subconsciously lowered their heads.

"Now," Deng Fengqiao's voice regained its calm, yet carried an even stronger sense of pressure, "everyone, group yourselves according to your original affiliations, register, and report your expertise. In half an hour, I want to see a detailed list and competency assessment reports. Begin!"

At his command, the camp instantly sprang into action, but this time, the activity was tinged with a suppressed order and a deep sense of awe.

Deng Fengqiao stood on high ground, looking down at the crowd below that was starting to operate like a sophisticated machine, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

He knew this was just the beginning. To truly motivate these people and get them to contribute their full potential, deeper calculations and strategies were needed. But at least the first step, the shock, was complete. He had to complete the task entrusted to him by Hades!

He wants to climb to the top step by step.