Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 89 Inside the Demon Passage (Part 1)

Before the dizziness of the spatial shift had completely dissipated, Harosar found himself on solid ground. However, what lay before him was not the infernal scene of the demon plane he had imagined, but a deep and strange passage.

The passage wasn't straight, but rather had a peculiar funnel shape—the space where he stood was relatively narrow, only wide enough for a few people to walk side by side.

If it were a demon of that size, they probably could let one or two pass.

Although it doesn't match the original story's depiction of a large number of demons swarming out of the Demon Passage, this is what Harossa is seeing now. Perhaps the Demon Passage has changed in the next few decades.

But ahead, the space was expanding rapidly and unsettlingly, like a giant mouth slowly opening to devour everything.

The passage itself is not void, but is composed of a strange substance never before seen in Harossa.

The main body of the passage walls was a strange mineral, as black as ink yet faintly tinged with a dark red luster. These were not inanimate objects; their surfaces resembled congealed blood and magma, emanating a pungent, nauseating stench of sulfur and an aura of pure evil. Simply being inside...

Those with weaker minds are likely to be corrupted by it.

Harosa frowned slightly and commented with two words: "Let's see. For now, let's name it 'Devil Stone'."

What caught his eye even more was that among those ferocious demon stones, there was another treasure he was familiar with—a space stone!

These crystals, radiating a soft silver luster and seemingly with spatial ripples flowing within, are extremely rare in the Douluo Continent. Each small piece is priceless, serving as a core material for stabilizing space, constructing advanced teleportation arrays, and even creating stable small worlds.

Here, they intertwine and interweave with the Demon Stone in a complex and mysterious pattern, like some kind of natural and massive spatial law rune, together forming the barrier that connects the two worlds!

The light from the space stone, set against the dark red background of the demon stone, appeared both holy and eerie. It was this peculiar combination that gave this passage its stability as it traversed the dimensional barrier.

"Such a large number of space stones!" Countless thoughts flashed through Harosa's mind in an instant. Constructing a stable passage, strengthening the gate to the underworld, and even planning to strengthen and stabilize the realm of the gods of rebirth—the value of this item is immeasurable!

There are too many.

Suppressing the urge to immediately begin mining, he turned his gaze to the depths of the passage. The demonic phantoms that he had seen earlier in the Douluo plane, writhing and roaring at the entrance of the passage, were now nowhere to be seen, as if they were merely spatial illusions that accompanied the opening of the passage.

"Strange!" The thought had barely formed in Harosa's mind when a sudden change occurred!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

A sharp, ear-piercing sound suddenly rang out from all directions without warning! It didn't come from the end of the passage, but directly from the passage walls themselves, which were inlaid with demon stones and space stones!

On those seemingly solid walls, countless twisted shadows rapidly spread, rose, and separated like drops of ink falling into water! They moved with astonishing speed; one moment they were writhing on the surface of the stone wall, and the next they had solidified, carrying a strong smell of sulfur and bloodthirsty roars, and rushed towards Harosa like a tidal wave!

This performance was a bit unusual.

Demons! A true army of demons!

They come in all shapes and sizes, yet none are less ferocious and terrifying: there are ram-horned demons covered in scales, with horns on their heads and wielding giant lava axes; there are inferior demons with hunched backs, hooked claws, and corrosive saliva dripping from their mouths.

There are winged demons with tattered fleshy wings on their backs, which swoop down rapidly in the air and emit a piercing screech; there are also giant demons with enormous bodies, like moving mountains of flesh, whose every step makes the passage tremble slightly!

Their skin was dark red, deep purple, or murky green, and their eyes burned with the flames of greed and destruction. A chaotic and evil aura instantly filled the entire passageway, turning the already oppressive environment into a true scroll of hell.

Wow, that's amazing!

Leading the charge was a demon leader whose size far surpassed that of its kind! It stood nearly three zhang tall, its entire body covered in a thick, dark red carapace that seemed to have been formed from cooled lava. Sharp bone spikes protruded from its joints, its head resembled that of a giant lizard, with protruding fangs, and it spewed out scorching sulfurous breath. In its hand, a huge warhammer burning with hellfire emanated a terrifying pressure.

Its eyes, burning with a ghastly green soul flame, were fixed on the tiny, isolated black figure at the entrance of the passage, and a hint of human error flashed in its huge compound eyes.

Douluo Continent? A counterattack? How is that possible?! The entrance to the passage is so narrow, how dare they step in alone? Foolish!

Let me, the commander, show you what it means for the king to descend from the heavens in wrath!

Foolish Douluo, let me show you my giant hammer.

The demon lord's simple thoughts were instantly replaced by savagery. Whatever it is! In the demon realm's home turf, before its overwhelming power, it will be crushed!

It let out a deafening roar, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down. The massive warhammer, wreathed in dark red flames powerful enough to melt gold and iron, tore through the air and smashed down on Harossa with immense force!

How can you lose when a dragon charges right at your face?!

The power of this hammer blow distorted space itself, its energy intensity reaching the full force of a level 98 Super Douluo's attack! The demon army behind him surged forward like a burst dam, unleashing a devastating tide of death with corrosive acids, shadow arrows, lava fireballs, and sharp claws and fangs, threatening to completely engulf and tear Harosa apart!

Faced with this demonic frenzy that would make any Limit Douluo tremble, Harosa's gray-white eyes remained completely undisturbed.

A heart as still as water, as calm as an ancient well.

"Connected noise".

The chilling voice, like a pronouncement of judgment, was crystal clear amidst the demon's roar.

He didn't even make any extra movements, merely raising his right hand. His slender fingers clenched in mid-air, and a long, narrow sword with an ancient design and a deep, greyish-white light flowing through it appeared out of thin air—the divine artifact, Netherworld Chant!

The sword's resonance was not a stirring battle cry, but a deep, resonant emanation from the very source of life, as if heralding the prelude to an end.

The demon lord's thunderous hammer was almost upon him! A wave of scorching air ruffled the hair on Haroshar's forehead. Just as the hammer was about to strike his head, Haroshar moved!

There was no earth-shattering burst of soul power, no dazzling soul skill light. Only the purest speed, so fast it surpassed the limits of vision!

With just a slight flick of his wrist, the tip of the Netherworld Chant sword struck the massive hammer burning with hellfire with unparalleled precision, like a viper striking its tongue.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The anticipated earth-shattering collision did not occur. There was no resounding clang of metal clashing, no shockwave of energy explosion. Only a chilling, almost ethereal, sound of "mouths" echoed!

The moment the tip of the sword of the Underworld Chant touched the giant hammer, a deep, black hole-like gray-white halo suddenly spread out! The raging hellfire, powerful enough to melt mountains, seemed to have met its nemesis, instantly losing all its light and heat, and was silently "swallowed" by the gray-white halo!

Moreover, the halo, as if alive, rapidly spread upwards along the massive hammer handle!

If I had to describe it, it would be like a whirlpool appearing on the water's surface, and any nearby debris disappearing in a flash.

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