Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 72 The Role of Soul Mentors in the Divine Realm

The dark gray light dissipated quietly in the living room of the metal villa, revealing Harosa's figure. The air was filled with the faint fragrance lingering on Yali's body, mixed with the unique coldness of metal, creating a distinctive yet somewhat thin scent.

He looked around. The alloy walls were as smooth as a mirror, the soul-guided lamps emitted a soft and stable white light, and the simple and modern furniture was complete and impeccably functional. However, Harosa's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Compared to the magnificent temples of the Douluo God Realm described in the original novel, which he remembered from Blue Star, this place was like a humble abode compared to a heavenly palace! The Azure Wave Temple of the Sea God, the Blood-Red Temple of the Asura God, and the Silent Temple of the Destruction God—which one of them wasn't constructed with god-level materials, with law runes flowing within, exuding divine might and magnificent splendor?

Even the ruined site of the first angel god's legacy still retains its former grandeur and holiness.

And he, the dignified ruler of the God Realm of Rebirth, Hades Harosa, actually lives in such a metal box—a metal box that can't even compare to the grandeur of Yuan Hua's secular manor? How incompatible this is with his current status, power, and the majesty of ruling a part of the God Realm!

A subtle, inexplicable concern for pomp and symbolism quietly crept into the mind of this god who had always revered power. Power needed to be demonstrated, authority needed to be embodied! A temple befitting his status was no longer optional, but an absolute necessity.

His gaze fell on the corner of the living room. Yali remained in the same position, curled up in the large armchair. She had changed into a simple white dress, barefoot, her eyes staring blankly at a point in the distance, as if her soul had long since departed, leaving only a delicate yet lifeless shell. That sacred radiance had been completely extinguished, replaced by a numbness and despair that penetrated to the bone.

Harosa took a few steps closer, looking down at her. His fingertips almost touched her pale, cold cheek, but he pulled them back.

In this state, Yali was like a glass doll that had been shattered and then forcibly pieced back together. She was beautiful, but she had lost all her inner radiance and rebellious vitality, leaving only empty submission. This not only failed to arouse his desire to conquer her, but also made him feel a sense of dull boredom.

"Boring," he muttered under his breath, before his figure was once again swallowed by the gray-black light.

The next moment, Harosa appeared in the sky above the edge of Deng Fengqiao's camp. The scene below was completely different from before. In a short period of time, a small town of soul tools, taking shape, had risen from the ground.

The core area is an isolation barrier set up with Electrolux's assistance. Inside, it is brightly lit, and several simple factory buildings and laboratories built with high-strength alloy frames and covered with composite soul-guided armor plates have taken shape, shimmering with the faint light of flowing energy.

Further away, there were neatly arranged living units, also constructed of metal. The Soul Masters, like busy worker ants, moved about the camp, adjusting equipment, moving materials, and laying out wiring. The air was no longer purely deathly silent, but rather filled with the faint glow of metal welding, the low rumble of energy cores, and the subtle sounds of Soul Guidance Devices operating.

Deng Fengqiao was standing on a newly built command tower platform, pointing and gesturing to several group leaders below, his expression serious yet exuding an air of confidence and control.

The glasses on his nose reflected the light of his soul-guiding lamp, making him appear exceptionally focused.

Harosa's figure appeared silently, like a ghost, half a foot behind Deng Fengqiao.

"Ah!" Deng Fengqiao jolted awake, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, almost jumping up on the spot! He turned around in utter horror, and when he saw who it was, the color drained from his face instantly, replaced by a flush of fear and obsequiousness. He hurriedly bowed deeply.

His forehead almost touched his knees: "My lord! You—you've arrived! I'm so sorry, I didn't even notice your arrival! What are your orders?"

His voice trembled, clearly terrified. The two undead guards, their eye sockets burning with gray flames, stood like statues in the corner of the platform, adding an invisible pressure.

Looking at Deng Fengqiao's wolfish appearance, Harosa's lips curled into a playful smile, as if he had successfully pulled off a prank.

He didn't speak immediately, his gaze sweeping over Deng Fengqiao's head, taking in the orderly and efficient camp below, especially the Soul Masters who, despite wearing different Tang Sect uniforms, were all diligently working.

"It seems," Harosa's voice carried a hint of inquiry, his emotions unreadable, "that you've managed this place quite well? Those arrogant Tang Clan elites have become so docile so quickly?" His gaze fell on several former Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well guards who were carving metal components. Their movements were swift, and their faces no longer held any of their previous stubbornness and arrogance, only a numbness and focus that came from being tamed.

Deng Fengqiao's heart skipped a beat, and he bowed even lower, his tone extremely humble: "It's all thanks to Your Excellency's divine might, which has bestowed upon us the Immortal Guard to quell these villains! I was merely borrowing Your Excellency's power to act as you commanded, and I dare not claim any credit! They—are all very 'cooperative'." He deliberately emphasized the word "cooperative," the meaning of which was self-evident.

Without the Undead Guard's absolute martial prowess and his later iron-fisted methods, expecting these arrogant guys to work obediently would be nothing short of a pipe dream.

Both the stick and the date will fail. If you can't win, it means you didn't hit hard enough with the stick or give enough dates.

"Hmm," Harosa responded noncommittally, seemingly unconcerned about the process, only caring about the result. "I have two things for you to do."

"My lord, please give the order! I will go through fire and water without hesitation!" Deng Fengqiao immediately patted his chest to show his loyalty.

"First," Harosa held up a finger, "mobilize all your subordinates, especially the smart ones, to research something—a soul tool that can convert death energy. The goal is to transform the death energy permeating the God Realm into other usable, or at least harmless, forms of energy. It doesn't have to be done in one step; even if it can only purify the death energy in a small area, that's a success."

"Of course, it's mainly for your own use."

Harosa and Electrolux could not possibly serve this group of people, constantly clearing away death energy for them wherever they went. Although the God Realm of Rebirth is small, it is still relative to the God Realm of Douluo. With so much death energy, if they bring more people back later, wouldn't the superiors also have to serve the inferiors?

On the other hand, this is also beneficial for transforming the death energy within the divine realm.

"Convert death energy?" Deng Fengqiao was taken aback at first, then his eyes flashed with an astonishing light! This was not only a difficult task, but also an unprecedented research direction! If successful, its significance and value would be immense—" Moreover, this was a task issued by his superior. He suppressed his excitement and said in a deep voice, "Yes, sir! I will immediately organize the most elite team to tackle this challenge! I will certainly live up to your expectations!"

"Secondly," Harosa held up a second finger, "research more soul-guided weapons that are particularly effective against energy beings. The greater the power and the more targeted they are, the better. If you need materials, technology, or manpower, you can contact me through the Undead Guard, or go directly to Elex." Abyssal creatures are mostly energy aggregates, so preparing targeted weapons in advance is crucial.