A comparison of the two Douluo, Huo Yuhao, the Lord of Reincarnation

The Douluo Continent, at the center of the Undead Demiplane, is currently shrouded by two vast and diametrically opposed forces.

On the left is death, as deep as eternal night, a manifestation of the law of the end of all things and the return to silence.

The gray-black air currents swirled slowly, and wherever they passed, the space itself seemed to sigh softly, entering into eternal slumber.

Occasionally, pale specks of light flicker within, representing the purest fragments of memory from countless beings on their deathbeds.

On the right, life flourishes like the rising sun.

The emerald green light surged and rippled, carrying the ancient majesty unique to the dragon race and the tenacious vitality of new shoots breaking through the soil.

Amidst the radiance, the shadows of dragons could be faintly seen moving about, vegetation grew wildly, and there were microcosms of the birth and annihilation of stars.

Every ray of light contains the primal power of restoration and creation.

The two forces collided, intertwined, and merged violently in the central area, forming a huge gray-green vortex.

At the core of the vortex, a tall and handsome figure sat cross-legged; it was Huo Yuhao.

His eyes were closed, and the original necromancer runes and the mark of the Eye of Life between his brows had changed. In their place, the Eye of Life opened, revealing a blurry two-colored yin-yang symbol that was slowly rotating—half symbolizing death and half symbolizing life.

Each rotation caused the entire undead demiplane to tremble slightly.

In the Dragon Valley Secret Realm that he had already merged with, thousands of dragon souls emitted a silent dragon roar, a roar that was both sorrowful and joyful like a new life.

About a hundred miles from the central area, on an observatory constructed of dragon bones and necromantic crystals, five figures were gazing intently into the distance.

The elderly man at the head of the group had white hair and beard, but his face did not appear overly aged. Instead, he exuded a gentleness and wisdom that came with years of experience.

He wore a simple gray robe and held a staff with a strange gray gemstone at its tip.

What is most striking about him are his eyes. His left eye is as clear as a young man's, full of wisdom and the light of inquiry; his right eye, however, is a bottomless gray, as if it carries the whispers of countless dead souls and the sedimentation of time.

He is none other than the Necromancer Saint, the Undead Scourge—Elex, though he has not yet become a god.

At this moment, his strange eyes were piercing through the turbulent energy currents, clearly "seeing" the situation at the center of the vortex.

Beside him stood four women, each with a distinct charm.

The woman on the left is wearing a long silver dress with faint dragon patterns embroidered on the hem.

She was tall and slender with an unparalleled beauty. Her long, silvery-purple hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, the ends of which were adorned with tiny starlight.

What is most peculiar is her eyes: her left eye is clear and purple, while her right eye shines with brilliant silver light. As her gaze shifts, it seems as if the sun, moon, and stars are born and die within them.

Her temperament was noble and aloof, and she was naturally surrounded by a faint aura of life. She possessed multiple laws flowing through her, yet she also contained the majesty of a dragon king.

Strangely, her face was somewhat pale, as if her primordial power had been damaged.

This person is none other than the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena.

Within Dragon Valley, she had completely refined the essence left behind by the Dragon God, becoming the Goddess of Life, and was only half a step away from the supreme realm of God King.

The woman on the right is dressed in a sleek gold outfit that accentuates her athletic and powerful physique.

Her hair was a brilliant gold, not a soft pale gold, but a golden color like gold forged by the blazing sun. Her long hair was styled into large waves at the back of her head, making her look heroic and imposing.

Her eyes were pure gold, vertical pupils, filled with a wild and powerful sense of oppression, a symbol of the Golden Dragon Martial Soul evolving to its ultimate form and her bloodline returning to its ancestral state.

She is Wang Qiu'er, formerly the Emperor Beast of the Star Dou Great Forest, and now the Golden Dragon Queen who controls ultimate power.

In Dragon Valley, she and Gu Yuena absorbed the remaining power of the Dragon God, allowing their bloodlines to be fully awakened and sublimated.

At this moment, she was already a level 99 Limit Douluo, only one step away from becoming a god. However, like Gu Yuena, her face was pale, as if her essence had been damaged.

The reason for this situation is that after Huo Yuhao survived his near-death experience, the two women worried that he would not be able to wake up, so they used their own life force, which contained infinite vitality, to inject into Huo Yuhao's body in order to seek a glimmer of hope for him. This caused their life force to be damaged.

To Wang Qiu'er's right was a tall woman in a white dress.

She seemed like a woman who had emerged from ice and snow, with long, ice-blue hair reaching her waist, skin as white as snow, and a faint chill emanating from her.

Her eyes were also ice-blue, clear as ten-thousand-year-old ice, and she was gazing into the distance, her eyes filled with both expectation and heartache.

She was none other than the Ice and Snow Maiden—the Snow Emperor. She looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, very young, but she already possessed the cultivation of a Super Douluo.

Standing directly in front of Electrolux, slightly closer, was a woman dressed in a light orange palace-style long dress.

Her face was gentle and beautiful, but her brows held the composure and wisdom that came from long years of holding power and strategizing.

This person is none other than Ju Zi. Her cultivation level is the lowest among the five, barely breaking through to the ninth ring and becoming a titled Douluo.

Facing the power in the distance that caused the laws of the demiplane to tremble, she could not perceive the details inside as clearly as the other four. She could only see the earth-shattering phenomenon, and a deep sense of worry and anticipation rose in her heart.

She turned slightly to the side and respectfully asked the old man beside her, her voice trembling slightly:

"Senior Electrolux, judging from this, has my husband... succeeded?"

Electrolux's gaze remained fixed on the distance. Upon hearing this, a deeply gratified smile spread across his wrinkled yet still powerful face. He nodded slowly, his voice gentle yet firm:

"That's right, Yuhao's soul has been fully awakened, and his will is now guiding the final fusion. Now is the most crucial and stable moment."

He paused, his grey and white eyes revealing a mixture of reminiscence and emotion: "The laws of life and death are two of the cornerstones of the world's operation. The difficulty he faced in reaching this point, in bringing these two diametrically opposed yet interdependent forces under his control, far surpasses the ascension of ordinary deities."

Under the tutelage of Electrolux, Huo Yuhao mastered necromancy, which was the key to his becoming the Grim Reaper.

It was precisely because of the law of death that even though Electrolux hadn't become a god, his perception of Huo Yuhao was far more accurate than that of Gu Yuena and the others.

For someone of Electrolux's level, becoming a god would be very easy. When Huo Yuhao faced death and was reborn, Electrolux could have immediately inherited the vacant position of the God of Death. However, fearing that Huo Yuhao might not succeed, Electrolux did not inherit the godhood just in case.

Now that Huo Yuhao has succeeded, he has no more worries.

Upon hearing this, Orange's face instantly lit up with immense excitement, her eyes even slightly reddening, and she murmured:

"That's great...that's really great...Yuhao finally...finally succeeded!"

She recalled how her husband had faced countless near-death experiences and walked the line between annihilation and rebirth in pursuit of this unprecedented path, and she felt both lingering fear and indescribable pride.

Although Gu Yuena, Xue Di, and Wang Qiu'er did not speak, their tense postures visibly relaxed.

A hint of relief and heartfelt joy flashed in Gu Yuena's beautiful eyes.

Wang Qiu'er slowly loosened her clenched fists, and her golden vertical pupils were almost overflowing with intense emotions.

Xue Di breathed a sigh of relief, a slight smile playing on her lips, clearly delighted by the news.

They had all witnessed and participated in Huo Yuhao's long and lonely climb.

Just as the four were filled with excitement, the scene in the central area in the distance suddenly changed!

The enormous gray-green vortex suddenly accelerated its rotation and then contracted sharply inward!

The vast energy no longer leaked out, but instead surged wildly towards the seated figure in the center, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

Huo Yuhao's body seemed to have transformed into a bottomless black hole, greedily devouring all the power of the laws.

His aura began to rise, transform, and surpass at an alarming speed!

On the observatory, Electrox's eyes gleamed: "It's going to work!"

Gu Yuena and Wang Qiu'er also held their breath. Ju Zi gripped her clothes tightly.

In an instant, all the strange phenomena vanished.

The central area became clear and bright, even possessing a tranquility akin to the dawn of creation.

Huo Yuhao's figure was clearly visible.

He slowly opened his eyes.

His left eye was a deep gray, as if gazing at the end of all things, the return to nothingness of death.

The right eye is a vibrant green, as if it contains the beginning of everything, a burst of life.

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, there was no intimidating glint, but rather a kind of tranquil peace that returned to simplicity.

But simply by sitting there, he naturally exuded a supreme state of mind that was perfect and cyclical.

The forces of life and death achieved a perfect balance and cycle within him; he was both the beginning and the end of reincarnation.

He stood up, his movements natural and fluid.

Her skin, which had been slightly pale due to long-term seclusion, regained a healthy glow, and her black hair moved without wind, with the ends of her hair occasionally seeming to be brushed with a hint of gray or green.

He felt an unprecedented surge of divine power within him, a more fundamental power that transcended mere life or death.