Chapter 221 Where is this place? Hei Xuanzi and the others have accidentally entered a mysterious area!
The rift that stretched across the void outside Mingdu City gradually dissipated, leaving the continent with a peace that had been forcibly legitimized.
However, this kind of intervention based on absolute order is seen as an intolerable overreach by certain beings who stand in the clouds.
At this very moment, on the other side of the Black World...
The realm of the gods, the temple of the sea god.
Tang San stood on the spacious terrace, his gaze piercing through the layers of divine power mist, staring intently at the white-robed old man standing with his hands behind his back in the sky.
His deep eyes held no trace of relief that the tragedy had been averted; instead, they were filled with the cold indifference of a judge.
"This Bai Xuanzi has too strong a presence." Tang San turned his head and spoke coldly to the void behind him, his tone carrying a sense of rejection arising from the challenge to his authority.
"His power has completely disrupted the normal operation of the lower realm's order. Under his suppression, both the two great empires and the Body Sect can only act according to his will. This extreme tyranny is stifling the natural evolution of the Douluo Continent."
Xiao Wu walked slowly to his side, looking at the civilians of Mingdu who were evacuating and escaping death in the sky. She frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Third Brother, why do you have to be so fixated on these so-called rules? Look at the White World now. Mingdu is saved, tens of thousands of civilians don't have to die, and even if they aren't poisoned, they've been deterred. Isn't this a good result?"
Tang San snorted coldly, his voice echoing in the temple, revealing an absolute sense of self-righteousness: "Xiao Wu, you are too short-sighted. A good result does not mean that the process was just."
"If all the conflicts in the lower realm are forcibly quelled by a single supreme being, then what is the point of the competition among Soul Masters and the rise and fall of empires? Letting the lower realm operate normally according to its original cause and effect, even if there are growing pains, is the balance that conforms to the laws of the divine realm. What Bai Xuanzi is doing now is turning the entire continent into his puppet."
Tang San had a lot of opinions about Bai Xuanzi.
However, from a normal perspective, he simply had no way to criticize him. So in the end, Tang San could only attack Bai Xuanzi from the angle of "affecting Douluo Continent".
On the other side...
[In the celestial scene, the golden light of order began to dim, and an extremely oppressive, decaying dark red color once again dominated the main screen.]
[The text slowly appears: The white world scene has temporarily ended; the black world scene will now begin.]
Upon seeing this scene, the Black World Soul Masters, who were originally admiring Bai Xuanzi's domineering and heroic figure, instantly looked as if they had swallowed a fly, their faces showing extreme disgust.
"Why is it the Black World again?" A rogue Soul Master from the Black World spat and pointed at the sky, cursing loudly.
"Having just witnessed Bai Xuanzi's heroic act of protecting the common people, now we have to see Hei Xuanzi and Hei Huoyuhao's two hypocritical faces? It's truly nauseating."
"I feel annoyed just seeing them now." Another Soul Master nodded in agreement.
"Hei Xuanzi can curse civilians to death to shirk responsibility, and Hei Huo Yuhao can bomb a city without a care in the world for the so-called Shrek Academy glory. Neither of them is a good person. Seeing too much of this dark future will really shorten your lifespan."
The people of the underworld lowered their heads or simply closed their eyes; they were unwilling to see that dark dimension filled with intrigue, slaughter, and lies again.
On the other side...
[In the scene depicting the sky.]
The aftershocks of the explosion from the direction of Mingdu still echoed in the air. Hei Huo Yuhao and his group, having destroyed Mingdu's defenses, were rapidly evacuating along with Hei Xuanzi and the other Tang Sect members. Behind them lay the burning Mingdu, and ahead lay the only road leading to Shrek Academy.
However, just as they crossed a desolate valley, the surrounding scenery suddenly underwent a bizarre change. The once clear moonlight was instantly swallowed up by a thick, almost tangible, grayish-white mist.
"Everyone stop!" Hei Xuanzi abruptly halted, his level 98 Super Douluo-level spiritual sense issuing a piercing alarm.
"Elder Xuan, what's wrong?" Hei Huo Yuhao activated his mental detection, but the next second, his face turned deathly pale. His detection revealed that the surrounding area within a radius of several thousand meters was a deathly gray, devoid of any life force, and even the flow of soul power was extremely blocked.
"Unable to detect the boundary..." Hei Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, constantly trying to increase the output of his mental energy. "All our senses are blocked by this fog. It's as if we've entered a completely independent void."
Hei Xuanzi snorted coldly, and the nine spirit rings around his body suddenly lit up.
He suddenly unleashed a palm strike, the immense soul power capable of tearing mountains apart creating a violent hurricane in an attempt to disperse the mist before him.
However, a scene that horrified everyone unfolded—the powerful soul force, after striking the mist, produced absolutely no response, like a clay ox sinking into the sea, leaving not even a whiff of wind.
They tried to break out in all directions, but no matter how long they ran, they would eventually return to the same place.
The flames of the "City of Destruction," buried by Hei Huo Yuhao himself, faintly emanated a mocking chill beneath the veil of mist.
Upon witnessing this scene, the discussions in the underworld shifted from disgust to shock once again.
"Where exactly is this place?" A titled Douluo from the underworld stood up, staring at the sky with a solemn expression.
"No matter what, Hei Xuanzi is a level 98 Super Douluo, and he is practically invincible on that continent."
"What kind of fog could possibly prevent him from escaping despite all his efforts?"
"Not only Xuanzi, but even Huo Yuhao's mental detection, which can cover the entire city, has failed."
The Soul Masters were abuzz with discussion, and a nameless fear spread through the crowd.
"Could it be because they bombed Mingdu and committed too many murders, triggering some ancient forbidden land?"
"Or is this punishment imposed on them by the will of the world?"
The people of the dark world stared intently at the figures struggling and bewildered in the mist.
Seeing the arrogant Hei Xuanzi reveal a panicked expression, and seeing the cold-blooded Hei Huo Yuhao looking helpless in his wheelchair, the people felt a sense of relief, but more than anything, they felt a deep fear of that unknown territory.
What kind of existence is hidden deep within that mist that can trap even a Super Douluo?
Is this a punishment from nature or a man-made sanction? Everyone is waiting for the heavens to give the final answer.
(End of chapter)