Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

"Be careful, and let us know immediately if you run into any trouble."

After a moment's hesitation, the Dragon Emperor nodded. Immediately afterward, the light emanating from the thirteen guardians seemed to brighten. A brilliant red light shot out from above the Dragon Emperor's head, landing at Yan's feet like a bridge.

As the celestial power of the thirteen guardians erupted, an even more dazzling light wove together in the void of darkness, forming a massive light curtain with a diameter of about one kilometer and a blood-red color.

Behind the enormous light screen was a massive figure. This creature was even larger than the dragon turtle, and its color was vaguely discernible as being close to black. Its shape was similar to the giant black crab that Burning Heaven had summoned earlier.

"I sense a familiar presence. Human, you damned human, how dare you appear in the Netherworld! You're dead..."

The Lord of the Underworld's voice was filled with resentment. Hearing it here had a peculiar sharpness to it. Every word it uttered carried a strong soul-shaking force, stirring the emotions of living beings, as if forcibly injecting a large amount of negative emotions into their hearts.

"I'm doomed? I think you're the one who's going to die!"

Yan coldly stared at the struggling Lord of the Underworld, and a golden light suddenly shot out. Yan was surrounded by golden divine radiance and transformed into a beam of light, directly rushing into the light curtain.

"Ah...human, you..."

The Lord of the Underworld's furious voice echoed from within the light screen, after which the thousand-meter-long light screen blurred and shifted, and the sounds within could no longer be clearly heard.

Within the Netherworld, Yan coldly stared at the inscrutable, pitch-black crab before him. The Lord of the Netherworld howled in fury, his two raised claws now broken and shattered—a great gift Yan had given him upon entering.

"Bastard, bastard... You're just a mortal, a mere mortal. How could your power possibly inflict such great harm on me..."

The Lord of the Underworld let out a series of sharp cries, clearly filled with fear. Under the impact of that attack, its two front claws shattered, its source of destruction suffered a severe blow, and it almost fell from its cultivation level.

Yan stared quietly at the giant crab and said coldly, "If I didn't have a way to deal with you, why would I dare to come in and kill you? But you are really ugly. You can completely reshape your soul without a divine body, so why make yourself look like this to disgust people?"

Yan's words seemed to have provoked the guy once again. The originally dark space suddenly lit up, but the light was a strange, pale green, a ghostly blue light that easily gave people a sense of fear.

A colossal body emerged from the ghastly green light. It was a ferocious beast resembling a crab, with a body width of nearly a thousand meters and eight long legs spread horizontally. It looked very much like an ordinary crab, but upon closer inspection, it was different.

Its body is covered with countless lines and bumps, interwoven to form the shape of human faces. Each face displays different emotions, including anger, fear, and resentment, but all reveal a strong sense of negative emotions.

If the human-faced spider with one human face is merely ferocious, then the Lord of the Underworld, who has squeezed so many human faces together, is simply ugly and disgusting. Of course, if one is not strong enough, one will be frightened, but this move is clearly ineffective against Yan.

The Lord of the Underworld has two eyes at the top of his body, like two small, eerie green suns. Not far from his eyes are his forepaws, which are currently damaged and cannot be restored; they were the result of a fierce blow Yan dealt to him when he entered.

Chapter 607 God's Soul Ring

"You bastard, don't be so arrogant."

The Lord of the Underworld's voice suddenly turned cold, and a chilling killing intent burst forth without reservation. The entire Underworld space seemed to be engulfed in a raging storm, and overwhelming destructive energy violently impacted Yan's body.

Golden divine fire shone on Yan's body, completely enveloping him. Faced with the Lord of the Netherworld's outburst, he could only barely resist, after all, the opponent's cultivation was superior to his and he also had the home-field advantage. However, since Yan dared to come here, he must have been confident.

"Hahahaha, human, so you were just bluffing all along, huh? Hahahahaha..."

Seeing that Yan couldn't launch an effective counterattack immediately, the Lord of the Underworld grew bolder and seemed less eager to attack Yan. A strange light flickered in its huge, dark green eyes.

Yan was in no hurry to launch an attack, but instead coldly watched the Lord of the Underworld's little tricks. "Whether I have the ability to deal with you or not, you can try and see."

"Human, I've discovered that letting you in might not be such a bad thing after all. Do you know what I'm planning to do now?!"

The Lord of the Underworld let out a series of sinister laughs, and as he spoke, the killing intent he had previously unleashed gradually subsided.

"If you're so capable, then make your move! Let me remind you, if you don't act now, you'll miss your chance later, you piece of trash."

Yan remained standing, coldly staring at the Lord of the Underworld. Seeing the giant crab circling around him, he continued to provoke him, "What, you've lost your nerve after suffering a loss once? If that's the case, why are you still spouting threats? You're just humiliating yourself."

The Lord of the Underworld's voice abruptly stopped, then he screamed and shouted, "What are you saying? Human, do you really think I can't kill you?!"

"Go ahead and do it! What are you waiting for? If you don't do it now, I'm going to."

Yan's voice remained calm and confident, but the Lord of the Underworld's voice paused. Its two eyes hovered slightly above its head, and dense destructive energy suddenly surged into its body, causing its voice to become much calmer.

"Human, you treacherous human, you have won once again. However, there is one point in your judgment that is not entirely correct. It is not that I am not confident in killing you, but that I am not confident in killing you without paying any price."

The Lord of the Underworld's body began to glow with a green light, and strands of destructive power connected to the depths of the Underworld space. "I have been sealed in this hellish place for far too long. I am not willing to wait in this dark space for even a minute longer."

But I value my own life more. If I were to fight you to the death, even if I could repel or kill you, the price I would pay would be heavy. On the other hand, as long as I hide from you, you will not be able to find me at all in this Netherworld.

"This Netherworld is, after all, my home turf. You won't stay here long. Once you leave, once you die of old age, I'll spend some time rebuilding my strength, and sooner or later I'll be able to break through this seal."

"What you said makes a lot of sense, but do you think I'm going to let you go? After waiting for so long, haven't you noticed anything wrong?"

Yan's voice suddenly changed, and in all directions, large swaths of flame instantly incinerated the omnipresent destructive power, creating a sea of ​​fire that completely sealed off all directions, trapping the Lord of the Underworld within.

The figure of the Lord of the Underworld suddenly blurred. "So you really did have this idea, but do you think I have no way to escape after I said those words?"

"Do you think you can get away!"

With unwavering confidence, Yan approached the Lord of the Underworld. As the spatial fluctuations subsided, the Lord of the Underworld's figure solidified once more. A ghastly green light, mixed with the light of destruction, crashed into the surrounding sea of ​​fire. The Lord of the Underworld's scream nearly pierced the eardrums.

"How could you possibly control the Netherworld and trap me? This is impossible..."

The Lord of the Underworld flew into a rage upon realizing it couldn't escape. It never expected that even after actively retreating, this creature would still be determined to kill it. Unable to discern how the creature had locked onto it, it had no other choice.

Dark, destructive energy appeared on the massive body of the Lord of the Underworld amidst distorted fluctuations, causing the sea of ​​fire to ripple and tremble. It could be clearly seen that its entire body began to twist violently.

Yan hovered there motionless, his golden divine fire flickering, and a dragon-shaped light and shadow pulsed around his body.

A faint light swirled in the air as Yan's eyes remained fixed on the direction of the Lord of the Underworld, never wavering. A mecha in the form of a giant dragon appeared within the Underworld space, and a set of supreme soul armor, shimmering with the light of a legendary set, appeared on Yan's body.

Yan calmly explained, "Lord of the Netherworld, although the Netherworld Space is your home ground, it is also your sealed place. With the Dragon Emperor and the others reinforcing the seal, you cannot fully control this space."

The Lord of the Underworld was even more distraught upon hearing this. The black light gradually receded, and suddenly, its enormous body became illusory. During this process of illusory transformation, its body rapidly shrank, and everything seemed unreal.

Suddenly, a golden flame, almost tangible, shot out from Yan's palm. With a soft hum, the Netherworld space trembled slightly. Then, a dense protective shield of destructive energy emanated from his body. As a large amount of energy gathered, a distorted energy storm began to appear on his body.

The giant crab body disappeared in mid-air, the distorted light gradually subsided, and a figure about the same height as Yan Qing quietly appeared in the place where the Lord of the Underworld had been.

This is a human-shaped phantom, about two meters tall, with broad shoulders, wearing a dark green armor all over its body. Just like Fen Tian before, its eight long legs are spread out like wings.

On a handsome face filled with a cold aura, eyes gleaming with a ghostly green light were fixed on Yan.

Its armor lacked a helmet, resembling a massive bald head, but the eerie green light in its eyes was incredibly intense. The destructive energy surrounding its body was extremely viscous. Yan could clearly sense that this human body was entirely formed from the primal power of destruction.

"Isn't it strange that I chose to end this final battle with you in human form? Because I believe that human form is the most suitable for fighting, and this is the first time I've used this form. Now, you can die."

Before Youming could finish speaking, its figure vanished from the spot, and the entire Youming space suddenly turned into a ghostly green. Its body simply disappeared from Yan's sight.

Yan's eyes blazed with light, and in the next instant, he confidently swung his fist, striking the air beside him. A deafening roar followed, the Netherworld space trembled violently, and large spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards.

"Lord of the Underworld, while human form is certainly suitable for combat, what do you, a piece of trash, know about combat in human form? You're just a sitting duck for me."

Yan's figure flashed and appeared behind the Lord of the Underworld. Its reaction was also quick. Its eight long legs pushed backward, and a terrifying energy wave erupted at this moment.

The Lord of the Underworld unleashed his power from eight directions, the overwhelming destructive force like eight sharp needles piercing towards him. However, Yan's figure vanished in the next instant, and the Lord of the Underworld, who was still turning around, was sent flying. His head was covered in a blur of scattered light, clearly indicating that Yan had just delivered a powerful blow.

"You piece of trash, you've never been human, what are you pretending to be? In this state, you're no different from a fifth-degree cripple."

Yan's words were still sharp and sarcastic, and the Lord of the Underworld was furious. His dark green eyes stared coldly at him as his right cheek, which had just been smashed open, slowly recovered.

His figure moved again, this time not by teleportation, but at a speed not much slower. He realized that Yan had analyzed and figured out the changes in the spatial laws of this place in a very short time, and his use of teleportation was even better than his own, the local resident. Continuing to use spatial methods would only put him at a greater disadvantage.

The Lord of the Underworld swiftly approached Yan, his right hand transforming into a sharp claw, while his eight long legs simultaneously unfurled, a layer of eerie green light sweeping directly towards Yan.

This eerie green light is actually the true color of the source of destruction, far more terrifying than the black destructive energy.

Within this Netherworld space, he was, after all, the true master. As long as Yan couldn't kill him in one blow, he could still quickly recover his body and energy. Therefore, the Lord of the Netherworld chose to wear him down, betting that Yan didn't have a way to kill him in one strike.

The distance between the Lord of the Underworld and Yan grew closer and closer. At the same time, the eight long legs on his back lit up, each turning into a bright green color. Surrounded by the dark aura, eight beams of dark green light shot out from the tips of these eight long legs and condensed into a ball right in front of him.

At the same time, he clasped his hands together, and another ball of eerie green light appeared. In an instant, the entire Netherworld space lit up, turning entirely into an eerie green glow.

Immense pressure was relentlessly pressing down on Yan from all directions. Space, time, everything seemed to have been sealed off. The Lord of the Underworld was willing to use his very essence to forcibly take control and invoke the entire spatial law to target Yan, determined to create a perfect environment for himself to unleash his power.

Yan's figure suddenly flew backward, and the two green orbs in front of the Lord of the Underworld suddenly overlapped, becoming a single orb of light. However, the size of the orb did not increase. But at the center of the merged green orb, an extremely dark black mass appeared.

This mass of darkness, like an eye, coldly stared at Yan. This was the Eye of Destruction, the Lord of the Underworld's most powerful skill.

It was with this skill that it repeatedly blasted cracks in the Netherworld Sealing Array. Now, in order to save itself, it used this last trump card to deal with Yan, determined to win this battle.

A jet of dark, eerie light shot out, seemingly piercing through Yan's figure in an instant. His body trembled violently before disintegrating into fragments and specks of light that vanished from the spot. The Lord of the Underworld, witnessing this, had just shown a hint of joy, which was instantly replaced by disbelief.

"You've been caught."

Yan's voice rang in his ears once more, and a hand rested on the Netherworld Lord's shoulder. A brilliant red lotus bloomed on his chest and then quickly swept up the Netherworld Lord's body along the hand.

"No, this is impossible, how could you possibly dodge it... ah..."

The Lord of the Underworld let out an incredulous cry. Yan did not explain the nature of his substitution skill, but quietly watched as he was devoured by the Crimson Lotus Heavenly Fire.

The Lord of the Underworld did indeed defeat Yan, and the clone he destroyed was just as powerful as his main body. However, Yan was not so easy to kill, and he could also teleport at crucial moments, so it was the clone that died.

He sacrificed one of his clones to lull the Lord of the Underworld into a false sense of security, and then it was time to reap the rewards. Using the power left to him by the Blazing Flame, he could not only deliver a fatal blow to the Lord of the Underworld, but also gain him tremendous benefits.

"Yan, is this the person who hurt you? Or is he an evil god who rises by sacrificing living beings for power? He's really disgusting."

A hazy, illusory figure appeared above the flames emanating from the Lord of the Underworld. After Yan's clone appeared, the Lord of the Underworld struggled even more, but all his efforts were in vain.

"Who do you think you are? Get out of here!"

The Lord of the Underworld attempted to extinguish the crimson lotus flames on his body. His eight crab-like long legs swung wildly, and beams of eerie green light shot out, weaving into a large net that enveloped the fiery clone.

Lieyan's voice was gentle yet authoritative, "Although we are all gods who are not accepted by the divine realm, you should not have harmed so many living beings, and you should not have hurt Xiaoyan."

"What kind of bullshit deity is this? Go to hell!"

With a roar of fear and rage, Youming sprang up from his curled-up body, unleashing the last vestiges of his destructive power.

Lieyan didn't say anything more. A vast, magnificent, and awe-inspiring aura emanated from her, and the flames that filled the Lord of the Underworld quickly burst into flames.

The Lord of the Underworld, enduring the pain, charged towards the raging flames in the sky, like a moth drawn to a flame, trying to extinguish the source of the fire. However, his so-called destructive power, capable of destroying everything, vanished the moment it came into contact with the aura surrounding the raging flame clone.

Immediately afterwards, the Lord of the Underworld was bound in mid-air, and a look of terror appeared on his face. However, this did not last long. He did not even have time to let out a final scream before his life was wiped out and he perished completely.

"Xiao Yan, he's yours now."

The flaming clone smiled at Yan, and under the guidance of its slender, illusory jade fingers, the pure essence of the Netherworld Lord after his death flew towards Yan. Yan had already completed the switch from his first martial soul to his second martial soul.

As the essence of the Lord of the Underworld entered his body, divine light radiated from his body, and the ninth soul ring of his second martial soul began to bloom with divine light. He obtained the last soul ring below the god level, a divine soul ring.

Chapter 608 Returning to Douluo Continent, Planning Anew

On the vast continent, in the sealed land of the Netherworld, the annihilation of the Lord of the Netherworld caused a stir throughout the sealed land.

The Dragon Emperor and the thirteen guardians, who were repairing the seal, suddenly sensed a major problem deep within the seal. The destructive power that had been constantly surging within suddenly disappeared by more than half.

More accurately, the destructive power containing the will of the Lord of the Underworld has completely disappeared, leaving only some pure destructive energy that erupts and impacts according to certain rules, which is completely different from the situation in the past when it was possible to break through the seal from time to time.

The thirteen guardians exchanged glances, and one of them, an extremely exhausted clouded leopard, whispered, "Your Majesty, could it be that the human succeeded?"

"We can't be sure what's going on inside yet. It's just a possibility, but it could also be a conspiracy by the Netherworld to lower our guard." The Dragon Emperor hesitated for a moment before shaking his head.