Douluo Dragon King: The Calamity of the Dead, Reviving Qian Renxue

At this moment, several blood-red figures swept to Zhang Huanyun's side.

Blood God, assemble.

Apart from……

"Where's Xiao Ba?" Zhang Huanyun frowned.

"She went to pick up Luoyang, she should be here soon..." Before Xue could finish speaking, a silver-white figure shot in like an arrow and landed steadily beside everyone.

It was Blood Eight.

"What about the child in Luoyang?" Zhang Huanyun asked.

"I'm in the room, it's safe," Blood Eight replied quickly.

Zhang Huanyun nodded slightly.

His parents in Luoyang both died fighting for their country, and he absolutely could not allow anything else to happen to his child.

He turned to the Blood Gods and solemnly said, "This tide is unusually large; you have all felt it."

The Blood Gods all wore solemn expressions.

Xue Yi stared into the depths of the passage, his brows furrowed: "Even the Abyss King has appeared... there's probably something wrong with the seal."

Ordinary abyssal creatures are nothing to fear; the legion's reserves are sufficient to sustain them for several months.

But the appearance of the Abyss King, even if it's just the lowest-ranking Six-Clawed Demon Emperor, signifies a completely different level of this tide. No one knows what will appear next.

It could even be another, stronger Abyss King.

Soul-guided devices like soul-guided rays and soul-guided projectiles pose less of a threat to such powerful individuals.

"Should we ask the Federation for help? Have the Spirit Pagoda or the Temple of War send people," Blood II suggested.

"We've already sent out a request for help, but it will take at least ten days for the Temple of War to arrive," Zhang Huanyun said in a deep voice. "The most crucial thing right now is that we don't know what went wrong with the seal. Even if the people from the Temple of War arrive, they'll only be able to wear down these abyssal creatures."

Xue Yi pondered for a moment: "In that case, let's deal with this six-clawed demon emperor first, and then explore the seal."

"Brother Yi, I'll go with you," Blood Eight suddenly said.

"it is good."

Xue Yi said no more, and his four-word battle armor instantly covered his body, transforming into a streak of blood light that rushed straight towards the Six-Clawed Demon Emperor!

With his Limit Douluo strength and the four-word battle armor, defeating a Super Douluo-level Abyss King wouldn't be difficult.

Going with Xue Ba would be a way of looking out for each other.

Wherever the two passed, the creatures of the abyss melted away like ice and snow, turning into energy and returning to the abyss.

The six-clawed demon emperor was on high alert, but he was still killed by the two of them in a few moves. He exploded into a pure stream of dark energy and retreated back into the depths of the passage.

With the fall of the king, the abyssal creatures' offensive noticeably slowed down.

Xue Ba let out a soft sigh of relief.

Even the King of the Abyss... is nothing more than this.

But the next second.

A chilling, piercing sensation crept up my spine without warning.

"Hachi, watch out—!!!"

Blood One's roar and the other Blood Gods' exclamations rang out almost simultaneously!

Xue Ba was stunned for a moment.

Danger? Where?

She didn't sense anything.

Until a cool sensation came from my chest.

She slowly lowered her head.

A hole the size of a bowl had somehow pierced through her chest.

When?!

Blood gushed out, and she fell backward, bewildered.

Before her vision went completely dark, she finally saw the figure standing behind her.

That's a woman.

A woman whose beauty is breathtaking.

Her entire body was covered in jet-black leather, with two black wings spread out on her back, and her long hair flowing behind her head like a disc.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, but her eyes were as cold as ice at the bottom of an abyss.

She gently raised her hand, a wisp of silvery-white soul energy still lingering on her fingertips—the trace of Xue Ba's last heartbeat.

The Ninth King of the Abyss, Lord of the Black Emperor Clan.

Black Emperor.

"Humans..." The Black Emperor's red lips parted slightly, his voice icy, "always so fragile."

Xue Ba wanted to laugh, but instead spat out a mouthful of blood.

She took one last look in the direction of the base in the distance, her eyes flashing with complex emotions: guilt, regret, and a hint of relief.

Then, he closed his eyes forever.

"Hachi—!!!"

The roars of the Blood Gods echoed across the battlefield as they all rushed forward like madmen, but Zhang Huanyun held them back firmly.

"Calm down! That's the Black Emperor! At least a demigod-level projection!" Zhang Huanyun was also furious, but he had to remain rational. "Do you want to die?!"

Black Emperor's gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Blood Eight's corpse, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"Sadness? Angry? I quite enjoy seeing you humans show those emotions."

She raised her hand, and the black hair at the back of her head suddenly expanded, transforming into a black hole that devoured all light.

The terrifying suction force burst forth, tearing apart even the alloy ground, and frantically sucking in rubble, debris, and even dissipated soul power!

This is a talent of the Black Emperor clan.

Black Devouring Domain! Devour, transform, and strengthen yourself!

"Form ranks! Defend!" Zhang Huanyun roared, and his martial soul "Mirror" suddenly unfolded, its surface reflecting intense light in an attempt to resist the encroachment of darkness.

Other blood gods also released their soul power at the same time, vying for supremacy.

But Black Emperor's lips curled into a mocking smile.

She was merely a projection, her strength less than half of the original's. But even so, it was enough to crush these humans.

The territory expanded further, and darkness began to devour the crimson light.

A blood god groaned, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, as his soul power was being forcibly extracted!

I can't hold on much longer...

At this moment of despair—

"Aunt Ba!!!"

A child's innocent shout pierced through the roar of the battlefield.

Everyone was stunned at the same time.

The Black Emperor also glanced sideways.

A small figure suddenly broke through the blockade and ran towards Xue Ba's corpse!

Luoyang.

What is he doing here?!

Didn't Xue Ba say he'd lock him in the room?

The hearts of all the Blood Gods almost stopped abruptly.

The Black Emperor was right next to Blood Eight Corpses, but Luo Yang rushed straight towards him as if he hadn't seen him at all—

This is practically suicide!

"return--!"

The closest person, Xue Yi, had a drastic change in expression. An ancient giant sword appeared behind him, instantly splitting into several sword shadows that swept towards Luoyang!

They had watched that child grow up since he was a baby, and they absolutely could not let anything happen to him!

At the same time, Zhang Huanyun used all her strength, and her martial soul "Mirror" shone brightly, the light that had been swallowed by darkness was restored.

The Black Emperor sneered.

She understood; this boy was of vital importance to these humans.

Since that's the case, he must die today!

In her eyes, ants that haven't even awakened their martial spirits are easily destroyed.

Darkness coalesced, transforming into a twisted spear.

The spearhead is aimed at Luoyang.

"die!"

A dark spear shot out.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment.

Blood One's sword was still three meters away from Black Emperor.

The attacks from the other Blood Gods are still in progress.

The dark spear had already covered half the distance.

Luo Yang was still running; he didn't even look at the deadly spear, his eyes still fixed on Xue Ba.

five meters.

three meters.

One meter!!

"Luoyang—!!!"

Blood One's roar was heart-wrenching.

The Blood Gods closed their eyes in unbearable sorrow.

The Black Emperor's lips curled into a cruel smile. What she loved to see most was the pain and despair that humans showed when their loved ones were tragically killed.

however.

The smile froze on her face.

Just as the spearhead was about to touch Luoyang.

A sudden change has occurred!

Luoyang, who was running, suddenly lit up.

In that instant, countless golden points of light appeared out of thin air, like fireflies on a summer night, densely surging into his body.

With each step he took, a layer of pale frost formed on the ground beneath his feet. It wasn't ice or snow, but some kind of... bone crystallization.

The dark spear suddenly stopped an inch away from Luoyang.

No, it's not stagnation.

It is trembling.

It was as if they had encountered their natural enemy.

For the first time, the smile on the Black Emperor's face vanished. She narrowed her eyes and stared intently at Luo Yang.

"What is this...?"

Before he could finish speaking...

"boom--!!!"

An invisible shockwave exploded outwards from Luoyang!

That wasn't a fluctuation of soul power, but rather the release of some kind of... rank. Like a subject meeting a king, a mortal meeting a god, or the abyss meeting—

Its creator.

The dark spears shattered and vanished into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, a roar like crashing waves resounded from within Luoyang's body, and an invisible yet suffocating aura of death swept over him!

"This is... a martial soul awakening on its own?!"

Zhang Huanyun stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Everyone stood there, stunned.

Even the creatures of the abyss felt an instinctive fear at this moment, and became restless and uneasy.

The Black Emperor's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

She sensed a faint, unsettling aura emanating from a human child, a feeling that made her heart pound, even more uneasy than when she faced the Abyss Saint.

What kind of martial spirit is this?!

Under everyone's gaze, Luo Yang finally ran to Xue Ba's side, knelt down, and reached out his hand, wanting to touch that face that had already lost its warmth.

But the finger stopped in mid-air.

Because the changes in his body are still ongoing.

Pale bone armor emerged from beneath his skin, covering his entire body piece by piece, forming a ferocious yet majestic suit of armor. Dark golden patterns flowed across the armor, slowly writhing as if they were alive.

His eyes turned pure blood red.

Behind him, the phantom of a sword slowly materialized.

It was a dark red longsword with a slender blade and an interlocking skeleton design on the hilt, which had no physical form and seemed to be formed from the wails of countless dead souls.

Its mere presence caused the surrounding temperature to plummet, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.

The moment the sword appeared, the Black Emperor's expression changed completely, and for the first time, fear even appeared in his eyes.

Zhang Huanyun opened her mouth, unable to speak for a long time.

Xueyi's hand, gripping the sword, trembled.

All the Blood Gods and all the warriors stood frozen in place.

They looked at the small figure covered in bone armor, at the dark red longsword behind him that seemed capable of severing life and death, and at the majesty reflected in his blood-red eyes that even the abyss would retreat from.

"Autonomous Awakening... God-Level Martial Soul..."

Zhang Huanyun's voice was dry.

He had seen too many geniuses and witnessed the birth of top-tier martial souls. But what he was seeing before him was completely beyond his comprehension.

Without an awakening ceremony or soul power guidance, a martial soul can awaken autonomously under extreme emotional stimulation—this in itself is already a legend.

And the awakened martial spirit can actually instill fear in even the Abyss King?!

This is beyond what "genius" can describe.

This is……

monster.

Xue Yi took a deep breath and slowly exhaled four words:

"Born to be supreme."

Some people are born in Rome.

At this moment, Luoyang stands atop the ruins of Rome, wielding the sword of royal power, and is crowned—

Lord of the Dead!