Douluo Continent: The Myriad Body of Truth and Falsehood

Chapter 117 The Battle of Cause and Effect in the Peerless Tang Sect

The desolate scene on the earth was breathtaking.

The once vibrant grasslands are now littered with torn corpses, reeking of blood. Soul beasts are born with powerful bodies, their strength far surpassing that of ordinary soul masters. However, even they cannot escape this endless slaughter.

The soul-guided rays were like a storm, and the dense barrage destroyed everything like a raging fire. The ground was littered with mangled corpses, blood and dust mixed together, and the air was filled with the stench of death.

The war was so brutal that every minute, every second, lives were lost.

However, what is terrifying is that whenever a corpse falls, the True Blood of Myriad Causes descends like a ghost, and the dead soul beasts and humans rise again, as if controlled by some unknown force, throwing themselves back into this slaughter.

Anger flashed in Di Tian's eyes. He clenched his fists and immediately took action, swiftly challenging the opposing legion commander, Ferocious Wolf Douluo, and Angel Douluo.

Crimson Wolf Douluo, clad in four-word battle armor and piloting a god-level mecha, engaged in a fierce aerial duel with Di Tian. The battle between these two top-tier powerhouses shook the entire battlefield; the tremors a thousand meters in the air sent shivers down the spines of the soldiers fighting on the ground.

Gu Yuena did not move. She quietly looked up at the blue sky, her brows slightly furrowed, her gaze fixed on the faint aura in the distance. It was the location of the plane's master, and there was a familiar sense of distortion about it.

Two days ago, when all things descended, an ominous and twisted feeling enveloped everyone's hearts. Now, this sinister aura sweeps in again, as if foreshadowing an even more terrible disaster to come.

Tang Hao knew the situation on the battlefield was dire and filled with worry. He frowned, his injuries causing him discomfort, but he had no way out. Though pale and weak, he forced himself to take a step forward, his body enveloped in a seven-colored light to make himself appear as strong as possible.

In an instant, his aura transformed into an invisible wave, sweeping across the entire battlefield. The divine might, like a force pressing down on a mountain, instantly halted the movements of all the fighting spirit beasts and humans. The entire battlefield fell silent, everyone stunned by that irresistible power.

"Stop it, all of you!"

With a low shout, his aura expanded outwards, abruptly severing all offensives from both sides. The surrounding battle instantly ceased, and both the Federal Legion and the beast tide had to retreat thousands of meters just to barely maintain their formation. Tang Hao's figure was shrouded in a seven-colored halo, like the incarnation of a god, making him impossible to look directly at.

"Lord of the Planes!"

"Gods! Have gods really reappeared in the world!?"

The Federation Legion cried out in alarm, their voices rising and falling like waves. The Lord of the Plane had appeared, interrupting the fierce battle. Their intentions were unknown. Moreover, the silver dragon had not yet made a move, as if it had sensed Tang Hao's presence from the very beginning and was on guard at all times.

"Silver Dragon King, there's no need for soul beasts and humans to fight to the death here." Tang Hao lowered his head and spoke in a deep voice, using his divine sense to transmit his thoughts, while keeping a close eye on the silver dragon coiled high in the sky. Her aura was incomplete and slightly fluctuating, and she probably couldn't maintain this state for long.

However, his own situation was getting worse. Although he appeared to be fine, only Tang Hao himself knew how bad his condition was.

"You also know that even if you win, the remaining soul beasts will be almost wiped out. The Federation Legion is coming in droves, and the Central Legion, the Northern Navy Legion, the Eastern Navy Legion, the Northern Legion, and even the Blood God Legion are all rushing to the scene. They will arrive within a day at the latest."

Tang Hao began negotiations. He knew that if this war continued, some kind of distorted cause and effect would inevitably reach its peak, and the descent of all things would be unavoidable. That ominous premonition resurfaced; he knew that the monster had not completely disappeared, but was still lurking somewhere, preparing to rise again.

Neither he nor Douluo Continent dared to gamble; if Wanye were to descend once more, Douluo Continent would have no chance of recovery.

From the outside, Tang Hao was shrouded in a seven-colored halo, obscuring his face. He exuded a god-level aura that suppressed the entire audience, his eyes fixed on the Lord of Soul Beasts, remaining silent and causing the entire audience to fall silent.

The Silver Dragon King laughed and said, "At our level, there's no need for such nonsense. We've both noticed that the feeling of distorted cause and effect hasn't disappeared; it reappears with the dissipation of life. When it reaches a certain point, all karma will return, and no one will be able to kill it."

Tang Hao's heart sank. Forced by the situation, he had no choice but to lower his stance and make concessions: "The war should not continue. If you soul beasts want to survive, I can decide to give up the land that was once in the Star Dou Great Forest. Soul beasts can then safely reproduce and thrive."

Even though Tang Hao knew that the Silver Dragon King and the Myriad Business Corpse were colluding, he was helpless at the moment. He could only stabilize the soul beasts and buy some time to recover from his injuries. Otherwise, if he were to fight the Silver Dragon King now, it was hard to say who would win or lose.

The Silver Dragon King glanced at Tang Hao and sneered, "Your concession only proves your current predicament. It's probably not the soul beasts that are trapped in this desperate situation, but you humans."

Her words were full of provocation, but just as she was about to launch an attack, a figure suddenly appeared beside Tang Hao, like a streak of azure light piercing the sky.

Sensing Ah Yin's aura, the Silver Dragon King was also surprised: "The life core of Douluo Continent? Also a god? I overlooked you. The two of you have completely controlled Douluo Continent, doing whatever you want. Is this the contingency plan left by God King Tang San?"

"You knew about San'er all along?"

"good."

"If you want a ceasefire, you can agree to it if Tang Wulin is permanently suppressed beneath the Lake of Life," the Silver Dragon King stated.

"Don't push your luck! Wu Lin is Tang San's child, my grandson. If you harm him, when the God Realm returns, there will be no place for you to hide." Tang Hao shouted, then pointed to the battlefield below.

The soul beasts and humans who had perished under countless soul-guided rays were instantly resurrected at this moment. They looked bewildered and stared blankly at their intact bodies.

However, even if the people or beasts that were originally locked by the True Blood of Myriad Causes are resurrected, they cannot escape the shackles of fate and will still turn from living people into Dharma corpses.

"Although it's not enough to make up for it, I can try my best to minimize the impact of the war on the world, and even erase their memories of any of the myriad things. Your plan to use the life force of soul beasts to command the myriad things to descend again will not succeed easily." Tang Hao revealed his trump card.

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Ah Yin held Tang Hao's large hand, silently transferring her life force to him, trying her best to heal him.

This time, Gu Yuena fell into deep thought, pondering in her mind.

"Ha, I told you there wouldn't be a fight."

Just then, Di Tian's figure appeared at the other end of the battlefield. The monster on his shoulder was emanating endless corpse energy, and its terrifying face of the Selfless Dharma Form appeared in the air, its chaotic pupils locked on the position of Tang Hao and his wife.

"Sect Master," Di Tian nodded in respect.

"It's you!" Tang Hao's anger surged the moment he saw Sui Yuan, and his veins bulged.

"Haotian Douluo, how have you been?" Sui Yuan did not communicate with Tang Hao through telepathy like the Silver Dragon King did with Tang Hao, but instead spread Tang Hao's name throughout the entire battlefield.

"What is your purpose in showing yourself now?" Tang Hao asked coldly, trying to calm himself down.

"Of course we're here to mediate. After all, the battle of cause and effect isn't confined to one place, and people need a break. Most importantly, the boss cares about his hardworking subordinates and can't bear to see them die," Sui Yuan said with a slight smile.

At this moment, in the timeline of Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect, several years have passed since Wanye first descended.

The three timelines flow at different speeds, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, seemingly due to the chaos caused by the arrival of Wanye.

The Sun Moon Empire, in collusion with the Holy Spirit Cult, launched the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition in the Sun Moon capital. In order to stop the Sun Moon Empire's evil deeds, Huo Yuhao accidentally sneaked into the armory underground of Mingde Hall.

(End of this chapter)