Three years have passed since Halosa's last raid on the Tang Sect branch.
During these three years, neither the Star Luo Empire's investigators nor the Tang Sect's internal intelligence experts could find the mastermind, only confirming that the perpetrator was an Evil Soul Master.
After all, the aura surrounding the Undead Knights that appeared at the time was sinister and evil, sending shivers down one's spine. In this era, very few people had ever seen Halosa's true face, and most of them had already perished.
The destroyed Tang Sect branch on the Star Luo Continent naturally needed to be rebuilt, but this time the location was changed to a different place.
Tang Sect, Douluo Hall.
Hei Yi's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Next, I will give you a detailed introduction to the specific situation of Dragon Valley and the detailed content of this mission."
After explaining the mission and distributing the Dragon Pearls, the group traveled for two or three days, arriving at the top of a high mountain deep within a forest.
Seeing Hei Yi arrive with a group of young people, an old man on the mountaintop nodded in greeting, and nine spirit rings ascended around his body.
He even used his Spirit Avatar, and a circle of white light rippled from the old man's body. Faintly, lines of light quietly appeared.
Suddenly, a dark crack appeared in the sky.
Halosa had flown across most of the forests on the Star Luo Continent during this time but hadn't sensed any aura of Dragon Valley. "Perhaps my understanding of space rules is not enough."
"Hmm? How can there be a Titled Douluo here in this wilderness? And with his Spirit activated, showing off like this?" As for the Spirit Douluo next to him, Halosa didn't pay any attention.
These two were naturally Hei Yi and the Titled Douluo old man, who were currently conversing about something.
Wait, is that a dragon's aura? Halosa sensed that the Titled Douluo old man had a dragon-type Spirit. In the original work, when Tang Wulin and others entered Dragon Valley, it was a dragon-type Spirit Titled Douluo who opened the passage to Dragon Valley.
Considering that he was looking for Dragon Valley, would a dragon-type Spirit Titled Douluo inexplicably appear in the wilderness?
There's no such thing as a coincidence. "I finally found you."
Halosa was certain of his guess and immediately headed towards the two.
"What are you two talking about?"
A sudden voice appeared behind Hei Yi and the old man, making the two, who had been chatting happily, feel a chill run down their spines. They stiffly turned their necks.
Hei Yi and the Titled Douluo old man felt a chill shoot from their feet to the top of their heads, as if their blood had frozen. They stiffly, inch by inch, turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.
They saw a young man in casual clothes, with a handsome but sickly pale face, standing a few steps behind them, having arrived at some unknown time.
He even wore a gentle smile on his face, but when his calm, unruffled eyes swept over them, it made the two feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their breathing even stopping—it was the gaze one gives to dead things.
Even more terrifying, they were horrified to discover that their spirit power was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to even mobilize their Spirit in the slightest! Absolute suppression!
A strong one! An irresistible strong one!
Halosa looked at their expressions, twisted in terror, and the faint smile on his lips faded, his eyes becoming dangerous: "I asked, what are you talking about?"
His voice was still flat, but it pierced their ears like cold needles.
Hei Yi's Adam's apple bobbed. Suppressing his fear, his voice trembled: "P-predecessor… we weren't… weren't talking about anything important…" He tried to bluff his way through.
"Bang!"
A dull thud.
Hei Yi didn't even see how the other party attacked, only feeling an irresistible force smash hard against his chin. He flew off the ground like a broken sack, then fell heavily, seeing stars, his mouth filled with a metallic taste, his teeth loose.
"I didn't ask you to speak." Halosa withdrew his invisible spirit power fist, his gaze turning to the old man, who was equally terrified out of his wits, "You, speak. What are you doing here in this wilderness, with your Spirit activated?"
His patience was visibly disappearing.
The old man's face was ashen, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. He forced himself to remain calm and said, "R-reporting to predecessor… this junior… is cultivating here… comprehending heaven and earth… seeking a breakthrough…"
He tried to concoct a plausible excuse.
"Bang!"
Another heavy, dull thud, this time precisely aimed at the old man's abdomen. The old man felt his internal organs instantly shift, the intense pain making his vision go black. He let out a "wah" as he spat out a mouthful of sour liquid, curling up and kneeling on the ground, large drops of sweat hitting the rock.
Halosa looked down at the old man, who was convulsing in pain, his voice as cold as the ice at the bottom of the West Sea: "My patience is very limited. I'll ask one last time, tell me the truth. Otherwise, you will have no reason to exist."
Hei Yi clutched his throbbing chin and exchanged a terrified glance with the old man kneeling on the ground. Although despair filled their eyes, the Tang Sect's iron rules and their duty to protect the secret of Dragon Valley made them clench their teeth, biting their lips until they bled without speaking.
Both of them had the thought that they must somehow transmit the situation here, and the old man subtly glanced at the small house behind him.
"Hmph!" Halosa let out a cold sneer.
A powerful spirit power fluctuation instantly erupted from the old man's body, and a set of Three-Word Battle Armor, shimmering with three colors, instantly covered his entire body! He attempted a final struggle, and at the same time, he fiercely pressed a hidden distress signal transmitter in his hand!
However, the expected signal flare from the small house did not shoot into the sky. The old man was horrified to find that the transmitter in his hand had turned to dust at some unknown point! What made him even more desperate was that a terrifying pressure, more than ten times stronger than before, descended with a crash!
On Halosa's body, a set of Battle Armor, ancient in style, deep grey-black in color, and covered with mysterious patterns, silently enveloped him. As soon as this Battle Armor appeared, the surrounding air seemed to solidify, and a deathly silence permeated the area. It was his special "Netherworld Child" Battle Armor, comparable to Four-Word Battle Armor!
Buzz!
The Netherworld Rebirth Domain instantly opened! It was countless times more terrifying than any pressure the old man had felt before! Hei Yi immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to even move his fingers. The old man, who had just put on his Three-Word Battle Armor, felt as if a mountain had been placed on him. The Battle Armor's light rapidly dimmed, letting out a groan of unbearable strain. He was pressed firmly to the ground by an invisible force, unable to even lift his head!
Immediately following was a hair-raising, utterly horrific beating! Invisible spirit power fists rained down on the old man like a storm, precisely avoiding vital points but bringing extreme pain.
Each strike was accompanied by the faint sound of bones shattering and the old man's shrill screams. His Three-Word Battle Armor, in the face of a Limit Douluo's power, cracked and deformed like paper.
Along with the fists, there was also the demigod-level spiritual pressure injected into the old man's spiritual sea.
"I'll talk! I'll talk! Predecessor, spare me! Spare me!" The old man's remaining will and loyalty completely collapsed amidst boundless fear and intense pain, and he cried out, tears and snot streaming down his face.