Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 79 Yun Ming, you're going to make me die of filial piety!

The Fallen Angel Martial Soul—this rare, top-tier martial soul, imbued with distinctly dark and ominous characteristics, could never have remained hidden among the masses. It must possess a lineage of inheritance, a specific sphere of activity, or historical traces. With a clear direction and a sufficiently large force conducting a thorough search, clues will inevitably be found!

So, where is the starting point?

Harosa's memories of Earth flashed through his mind. The Yuanen family! In the original story, this Titan Giant Ape family, deeply entangled in bloodline with the Fallen Angel Martial Soul, was undoubtedly the first clue in his mind!

Yuanen Yehui's mother possessed a Fallen Angel martial soul, and her marriage into the Yuanen family led to the subsequent tragedy. Therefore, at this point in time, her existence, or the existence of her direct bloodline elders, might have some connection with the Yuanen family! The attraction of bloodlines, the resonance of martial souls, or simply a union of interests—there will always be clues!

"Although it's not explicitly stated in the original text," Harosa thought to himself, "the strong connection is certainly a clue!"

Then, a huge shadow appeared—Titan Giant Ape Erming!

The Yuanen family is the bloodline descended from Erming and a human woman. The description of the Titan Giant Ape Martial Soul in the third era of Douluo Continent shows that its strength far exceeds the power Erming himself displayed in the first era, which is itself suspicious.

Harosa is more inclined to believe that during Erming's sacrifice to Tang San, his subsequent resurrection by Tang San, and his bringing into the God Realm, his bloodline was nourished and strengthened by god-level power! This made the Yuanen family martial soul inherited from him have an absurdly high starting point.

The current Erming is unfathomably powerful! Although he is limited by the laws of the Douluo plane and cannot fully display his god-level power, his true combat strength has definitely reached the limit that the plane can contain, and he can even briefly unleash god-level power!

Even more crucially, he wasn't alone! The Azure Bull Python, Da Ming, was of one mind with him! During the Douluo Continent III era, these two Soul Beast Kings, under the call of the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena, seemed to have "suddenly awakened," established the Myriad Beast Platform Plane, and became the plane's masters, protecting the Soul Beast inheritance.

If he were to personally intervene and search for the Fallen Angel Martial Soul owner through the Yuanen family, he would inevitably have to deal with Erming.

Harosa frowned. He was confident that, in a one-on-one fight, he feared neither of them! With the blessing of the Reincarnation God Realm and his own half-step god-like combat power,

He was confident he could suppress or even defeat his opponent. But one against two? Facing two incredibly strong individuals who were perfectly aligned, coordinated, and possessed profound knowledge and experience? The odds were slim! The risk was too great!

"Hmph!" A hint of resentment flashed in Harosa's eyes, but more so a calm assessment. "Why should a falcon peck at its prey?"

Getting involved personally would be too risky and too rewarding. Finding the owner of the Fallen Angel Martial Soul is essentially a dirty and arduous task that requires patience, resources, and an intelligence network, and there's absolutely no need for him, a god, to personally take action! He only needs to stay behind the scenes, precisely deploying his power to weave an invisible net.

"Wouldn't it be better to be a behind-the-scenes manipulator?" Harossa's lips curled into a cold smile. What he needed was the result, that door to the Demon Realm! Who executed the process, and how it was executed, was irrelevant. The Yuanen family line was worth exploring in depth, but it had to be done by a "white glove"!

With this in mind, Harosa no longer hesitated. His thoughts stirred, and a simple bone pendant crafted from pale finger bones at his waist glowed faintly. A chilling divine thought instantly traversed space, reaching the mind of Deng Zhan, who was frantically buying metals in a certain metal market in Star Luo City:

"Deng Zhan, once all the supplies have been procured, there's no need to report back. Immediately lead everyone to the vicinity of Shrek City in Douluo Continent and await further instructions. Find a secluded place to stay, keep the bone talismans running, and wait for my next orders."

At the other end of the bone pendant, Deng Zhan, who was directing his men to move boxes of basic metal, suddenly stiffened, then respectfully responded telepathically: "Your Majesty's decree is obeyed! Understood!"

Having finished his instructions, Harosa didn't even glance at the pile of food on the table that was gradually losing its heat. He stood up, his gray-black robe billowing even without wind. The rich aroma of food in the private room was instantly replaced by a chilling, deathly silence emanating from the depths of hell.

"Time to go to Douluo Continent," he muttered to himself. On the Star Luo side, the seeds of framing had been sown, and Deng Zhan and the others had been arranged to go. Douluo Continent was the center of his chessboard, the main battlefield for finding clues to the Fallen Angel Martial Soul and laying the groundwork for devouring the Demon Plane in the future!

A dark gray light, as if alive, spread from beneath his feet, instantly engulfing the entire private room. The space groaned softly, as if unable to withstand the distortion caused by this power. Harosa's figure became blurred and transparent in the light.

next second!

Boom! ...

It wasn't an explosion, but a dull, deafening sound as if space was forcibly torn apart and then instantly mended! The entire tavern seemed to tremble slightly! In the secluded private room on the second floor, the gray-black light vanished instantly like the receding tide, along with the figure within, disappearing without a trace!

All that remained was a table laden with untouched, now-cold, sumptuous dishes, and a lingering, chilling aura in the air. On the heavy solid wood table, where Harosa's fingers had tapped, a fine, crack-like grayish-white mark remained, emanating a faint scent of death.

Outside the private room, a stray cat rummaging through the trash in the back alley seemed to sense something. Its fur stood on end, it let out a shrill scream, and vanished in an instant.

The Douluo Continent is vast and boundless. Between the Star Luo Continent and the Douluo Continent lies a wide, storm-ravaged sea.

For ordinary people, this is an insurmountable barrier. Even powerful soul masters need to rely on giant soul-guided ships to cross it, which is time-consuming and fraught with risks.

But for Halosa, a half-step god who controls the power of space, this is only a slightly longer journey.

The dark gray figure, like a ghost merging into space, sped through the gap between reality and illusion. Below, the dark blue ocean roared and churned, whipping up towering waves thousands of meters high, like an enraged behemoth.

The raging hurricane, carrying salty seawater, formed a gigantic waterspout connecting heaven and earth, powerful enough to tear apart steel warships. But before the greyish-white power of rebirth flowing around Harosa, these violent natural forces were like gentle streams, easily pushed aside and soothed.

His speed was so great that the sea below turned into a blurry band of color, and the starry sky above seemed to be spinning rapidly. Occasionally, powerful sea spirit beasts were startled by this terrifying aura sweeping across the sky, and they emerged from the deep sea with their mountain-like heads or ferocious tentacles, letting out deafening roars.

However, Harosa's figure flashed by in an instant, and the chilling pressure he left behind made these deep-sea overlords cry out in terror as if they had been choked, shrinking back into the dark abyss.

Time loses its meaning in its rapid movement. After an unknown amount of time, on the vast horizon ahead, a long, heavy outline of land, like the spine of a giant dragon, slowly emerged in the faint light of dawn.

A rich aura of life, a unique "flavor" mixed with countless fluctuations of soul power and the clamor of human civilization, rushed towards us from a great distance.

We've arrived at Douluo Continent.

The two continents are too far apart, and the spatial rules of the Douluo plane are not high enough to allow for a single long-distance traversal. With multiple jumps, there would be no time to find an anchor point; you could fly there already.

"If only I had left a few more anchor points in Douluo Continent, I could have come directly through the Gate of the Underworld next time."

The dark gray light receded, and Harosa's figure hovered steadily in the air, hundreds of miles above the coastline, like a rock.

The morning light outlined his tall figure, his gray robe fluttering in the wind. His deep gaze pierced through the thin morning mist, casting his gaze upon the vast, rich, and turbulent heartland of the continent, a land brimming with countless conflicts and opportunities.

From the direction of Shrek City, a faint, powerful aura belonging to the Sea God Pavilion emanated, a feeling that both disgusted and excited him.

"Spit it out! He really is the master of the Sea God Pavilion. Even with the Golden Ancient Tree in such a state, he still thinks about giving back to it."

Harosa was referring to sensing Yunming's aura on the Golden Ancient Tree. This aura wasn't the kind that lingered for a long time; rather, it was the aura of a deeply bound mark.

Harosa did not sense Yunming's true form; he must have gone to find the Holy Spirit Cult.

"This aura is a bit strange." Harosa initially couldn't sense it clearly due to her distance, but after several spatial rifts and adjustments,

You'll understand once you get closer.

After a subtle sensation, Harosa burst into laughter, "Hahaha, Shrek Academy is indeed full of talented people. Yun Ming, Yun Ming, as expected of a prodigy, actually swallowed the remaining soul of the Sea God Pavilion Master. I'm so impressed."