Chapter 314 Tang Hao Struck by Lightning; Then the Music Played, Then the Dance; The Widow Demon Emp
Chapter 314 Tang Hao Struck by Lightning; Then the Music Played, Then the Dance; The Widow Demon Emp
Chapter 314 Tang Hao Struck by Lightning; Then the Music Played, Then the Dance; The Widow Demon Emperor
The Tree of Life can be said to have been the core of life for the entire divine realm in the past.
The reason why the gods in the divine realm are able to possess near-eternal and long lives is entirely due to the Ancient Tree of Life absorbing the power of faith from the lower realms and converting it into an immense amount of pure life force.
Before Tang Hao could think further, the various elements in the void seemed to sense something.
Nine-colored halos crisscrossed, accompanied by terrifying lightning that exploded between heaven and earth.
The wolves attacked Tang Hao fiercely from all directions.
"How dare you bully me like this! If your mistress were still here, would you, with your ego, dare to be so insolent!"
Tang Hao roared, and the Clear Sky Hammer reappeared in his hand.
With one step, his body spun rapidly in the air, and the huge Haotian Hammer in his hand stirred up the wind and clouds.
The pitch-black hammer, like a demonic sun, seemed intent on devouring all the lightning surging from the surrounding area.
But the moment the two made contact, Tang Hao's expression changed drastically.
"This is impossible! How can the energy controlled by your dimensional consciousness be raised even higher?"
Even so, the dimensional consciousness had already gained some access to ocean energy.
However, even after the power of the plane consciousness was transformed into the level of a god, it was only at the level of a second-level god, and still a pseudo-god without a divine position.
In addition, humans in the Douluo Continent have been continuously and excessively exploiting resources.
The dimensional energy that Douluo's consciousness can currently utilize should be decreasing.
"It's the Ancient Tree of Life. So, the reason Yali was able to inherit the position of the Goddess of Life was all because of your consciousness's machinations behind the scenes."
As if he had just thought of something, Tang Hao roared, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand turned completely white in an instant.
As the wind swelled, the swung hammer nearly shattered the entire void.
In an instant, silver snakes danced wildly, shaking the heavens and the earth.
After a while, Tang Hao slunk back to the seven-colored space of the Ascension Pavilion.
But at this moment, he looked extremely disheveled.
His large black robe was now tattered and torn, and his already somewhat rough hair had turned into a charred, afro.
The exposed skin was charred black, with some residual electric sparks still flickering, making it completely unrecognizable as human.
Tang Hao coughed violently a few times and suddenly spat out a mouthful of dark, stagnant blood.
"Damn it, absolutely damn it!"
Originally, Dai Mubai, who was located on the Star Luo Continent, had already received definite news that he might be able to successfully instigate a war between the two continents before long.
At that time, the war will generate enough life energy and killing intent to allow Xiao San to be successfully resurrected.
Months ago, Qian Gu Dong Feng rejected the Holy Spirit Cult's request, refusing to offer the god-killing fixed-position soul-guided cannonball as a bargaining chip for cooperation between the two sides.
After all, the main target of the other party is the Tianfeng Family, not the Shrek Academy, which is now in decline.
Although the Holy Spirit Cult has been lurking in various parts of the Federation for some time, it has only been around for a short period of time.
It is far less intertwined and closely connected with the Federation than the Spirit Pagoda.
Naturally, it was impossible to obtain. After it was developed, it was kept by the Federation as a god-killing fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell with the highest security.
Tang Hao then considered taking a different approach, using Dai Mubai as a means to externally instigate a war on the continent.
But now, these successive changes have disrupted all his plans.
Tang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a cold and fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
Perhaps it's time for me to send Harosa to the Abyss.
Douluo Continent, located among an archipelago thirty miles out to sea from Beihai City.
The sea was pitch black and completely calm, without a single wave.
But that terrifying aura of destruction was everywhere, seemingly intent on annihilating everything in the world into nothingness.
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But in the central valley of Devil's Island, which was also shrouded in darkness and seemed to have lost all life, a completely different scene unfolded.
Various rare and exotic plants that have long been extinct elsewhere grow freely here.
The extremely rich life energy and the endless destructive aura from the outside world intertwined, maintaining everything here in an unusually harmonious and delicate balance.
A woman dressed in a green and gold dress, with a beautiful face and a strong natural aura, emerged from the tree hole under the giant tree, carrying a plate of freshly made exquisite pastries.
She looked at the silver-haired man who was leisurely swaying in a hammock among the tree branches and called out with a hint of helplessness, "Xiao Zi, why are you slacking off here again? You clearly promised to help me with my work."
The God of Destruction lazily removed the leaves from his face, let out a long yawn, and replied matter-of-factly, "Little Green, I've already laid out the picnic tablecloth for you, how can you say I haven't done anything?"
The Goddess of Life placed the pastries on the tablecloth and shook her head somewhat impatiently: "You really are getting lazier and lazier."
"I've toiled my whole life for that damned divine realm, and now that I've finally been able to relax, can't I at least enjoy myself?"
The God of Destruction leaped off the hammock, then clapped his hands and shouted enthusiastically, "Keep the music playing, keep dancing!"
Not far away, the seven old demons, each with a different appearance, dared not be negligent after receiving the order from the God of Destruction. They all brought out their most treasured skills to perform.
For a moment, the entire valley was filled with an unusually joyful atmosphere.
The corners of the goddess of life's mouth twitched slightly.
Ever since the first Asura God returned specifically because he sensed that his Asura Sword was broken.
From him, Xiao Zi learned the truth about the original birth of the God Realm, as well as the shattering of the entire God Realm.
Just like how things reach their extremes and then reverse, he completely lost his original ambition and became the salted fish he is today.
Thinking of this, the Goddess of Life said with a hint of distress, "Little Purple, don't always make things difficult for these people."
"How did I make things difficult for them? I just wanted to tease them a bit."
The god of destruction walked behind the goddess of life and pushed her to sit down on the tablecloth that had been laid out.
"Back when the two of us were still asleep, weren't these seven guys who called themselves the Old Demons also using our names to play tricks on others all day long?"
It must be said, these seven monsters who came from Shrek Academy are quite interesting.
Before the goddess of life could say anything more, a look of undisguised joy suddenly spread across her face.
A delicate, ethereal green-gold halo emanated from the goddess of life.
With her hands clasped together and her eyes closed as she chanted, every leaf on the giant tree behind her shone with dazzling light.
Finally, it transformed into a thick, emerald-green beam of light that shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire night.
The life force throughout the valley grew stronger and stronger, even beginning to spread outwards, gradually dissolving the indomitable will to destroy.
Amidst this surging tide of life, Devil's Island began to tremble incessantly.
In the distance, on the calm sea, all kinds of sea spirit beasts flocked to Devil Island as if on a pilgrimage, circling around it and greedily absorbing the overflowing life force.
Among these many sea spirit beasts, the most eye-catching was a mature woman with an exceptionally voluptuous figure, dressed in a magnificent purple-gold robe.
At the center of her forehead, a strange, purplish-gold crystal gleamed faintly, absorbing the life energy emanating from the island like a whale drawing in water.
Under the influence of the rich life force, the extremely eerie dark purple demonic patterns on the woman's skin began to fade, until after a quarter of an hour, they were completely hidden beneath her skin.
The Demon Emperor slowly opened her eyes, and her beautiful eyes, which had been tinged with red, became clearer at this moment.
What came into her view was her daughter's face, which was filled with anxiety and worry.
The girl's long blue hair reached her waist, and her deep blue eyes were as profound as the ocean.
Beneath her light blue dress lay an equally stunning figure, undulating like the waves of the ocean.
Clearly, the girl inherited good genes from her mother.
"Mom, why did this life tide happen earlier than expected? Could it be that something happened again on Devil's Island?"
Lan Fuzi's voice was delicate and weak, yet it carried a hint of worry that was hard to hide.
His mother had to rely on the incredibly rich life energy on the island to barely suppress the immense malevolent energy that had accumulated within her over tens of thousands of years, preventing herself from becoming completely demonized.
But what if something unforeseen happens to the life tide on Devil's Island?
Lan Fuzi simply couldn't imagine what kind of terrible end her mother would face.
I'm afraid that by then, she will be completely consumed by the negative emotions that have accumulated in her heart, and will eventually embark on a twisted path that destroys the Douluo plane.
The Demon Emperor reached out and pulled the girl who rushed towards him into a tight embrace, comforting her in a gentle tone, "My child, I'm alright. I will hold on until I see you find the one you love."
Nestled in her mother's warm embrace, Lan Fuzi's pretty face unconsciously flushed slightly. She looked at her mother with a shy and reproachful expression: "Mom, you're talking nonsense again. Our Deep Sea Demon Whale clan is now down to just you and me. How could I possibly find someone I love?"
Besides, I don't want to leave my mom. As long as she's healthy every day, I'll be perfectly content.
"You silly child."
The Demon Emperor reached out and gently stroked Lan Fuzi's little head.
After a long while, she sighed softly: "As long as we can use the whale pearl that your father left you, your mother can help you compress your own source power again, so that you can have the opportunity to transform into a human again."
That way, before I pass away, perhaps I can hold the child you have in the future.
"Mommy~"
Lan Fuzi's tone suddenly became very drawn out, with a hint of coquetry.
"If I were to actually transform into a human, wouldn't my lifespan only be a few hundred years?"
I don't want that.
I want to be with my mother, to live together for thousands, tens of thousands, or even longer.
The Demon Emperor didn't pay attention to Lan Fuzi's coquettishness; her beautiful eyes held a hint of reminiscence.
Her exceptionally strong eyebrows furrowed slightly, revealing a rare hint of fragility.
"Buddha's disciple, weren't you just asking me what exactly happened on Devil's Island?"
Upon hearing this, Lan Fuzi also became more serious. She subconsciously raised her head, her azure eyes fixed on her mother.
"Someone has achieved godhood in the Douluo Continent, and that newly born god is probably closely related to the life energy on Devil Island."
As she listened to the news her mother slowly revealed, Lan Fuzi's face grew even paler.
If the life tide on Devil's Island truly disappeared because of this, wouldn't his mother be—
Thinking of this, Lan Fuzi hugged her mother's waist tightly again, her voice trembling with barely suppressed sobs.
"Mom, you'll be alright. When that goddess comes to Devil's Island, I'll definitely beg her to help cure your illness."
"You silly child, that's not what I wanted to tell you."
Suppressing his grief, the Demon Emperor continued, "In the past, the Beast God Di Tian on land had repeatedly traveled to various tribes in the deep sea to persuade them."
He had always hoped that the sea spirit beasts could elect their own representative and recreate the sea god's position unique to the spirit beast race. His mother wanted to—”
The more she spoke, the more pronounced the fragile, vulnerable quality that belonged to widows—women who had struggled to raise their children only to face drastic changes in their lives—became, adding a touch of pitiful tenderness that evoked pity in the hearts of those who loved her.
But Lan Fuzi's expression gradually turned ugly after hearing her mother's words.
The Deep Sea Demon Whale clan, influenced by the Sea God, has always been disliked by other sea spirit beasts.
If her mother truly wanted to seize the opportunity to become the Sea God, the obstacles she would face would likely be considerable.
Especially from their arch-enemy, the Demon Soul Great White Shark.
At that very moment, the tide of life on Devil's Island began to gradually subside.
The goddess of life awoke from her state of prayer with her eyes closed and rose with a smile.
Before the God of Destruction could anxiously ask, she had already taken the initiative to reply: "Yali has successfully made that seed of life sprout, which means that she has successfully found the God of Emotions."
"it is good."
Upon hearing this, the God of Destruction clenched his fist in delight, a look of joy rarely seen on his face.
"Then, once they arrive at Devil Island and take away the Destruction Scepter that I separated earlier, we can finally leave the Douluo Continent in peace."
Like the Asura of the past, let's venture into the vast universe and explore it thoroughly.
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