Fights Break Sphere: Rock King's Leisurely Journey into the Mortal World

Chapter 68 Soul Emperor

Dark purple flames condensed into thorn-like branches in the void, stitching the dome and the ground together into a claustrophobic cage.

The stone wall is covered with honeycomb-like holes, and deep in each hole lies a silkworm-like cocoon. Scarlet veins flow under the translucent membrane, like the slowly shrinking organs of a dying beast.

A gelatinous undercurrent oozed from the cracks in the ground, and whenever the flames licked it, silver veins appeared on the obsidian ground.

These moving lines sometimes intertwined to form animal pupils, sometimes shattered into scales, and finally were annihilated in the suddenly rising fire snake.

Clusters of ice crystals hung from the upside-down stalagmites, reflecting purple light that cast living shadows on the ground. Those twisted, tentacle-like shadows always dissipated into mist just as they were about to touch the rock wall.

Three circular fire altars were suspended in the depths of space, and the outlines of half-melted skeletons were vaguely revealed in the flickering flames.

The surface of the outermost fire altar was condensed with black colored glaze, and inside it were sealed thousands of scarlet insect eggs. Painful human facial patterns appeared on the surface of the eggshells as the flames flickered.

An inky liquid was deposited at the bottom of the central fire altar. Whenever the flames surged, bubbles the size of a baby's palm would surge out of the liquid, and when they burst, they would make a crisp sound like a dislocated bone.

The air was filled with the mixed smell of sulfur and rotten herbs, but it always turned into a piercing chill just before reaching the nostrils.

Fungus-cap-shaped crystals grow in the cracks of the rock walls, and green juice keeps dripping from under the caps, etching grooves of varying depths on the ground.

These winding lines eventually lead to the abyss crack in the center of the space. Frost-like dark energy crystals condense on the edge of the crack, and occasionally burst out blue-purple electric light.

This is where? "

There was an exquisite yet eerie atmosphere surrounding the place. Zhongli's nerves instantly tensed up, and his eyes began to explore the place carefully.

"Hey~~~ Master, what's that strange smell?"

Xiao Yixian frowned and pinched her nose in disdain. Following the direction Xiao Yixian pointed, Zhongli finally spotted the third person in this space.

Dark purple flames licked the jagged rock face, transforming the man's hunched figure into a twisted, ghostly form. The dome of the inverted stalagmite oozed dark green venom, each drop exploding into foul-smelling sulfurous fumes at his feet. Thirteen bone-eating chains pierced his scapula and dove deep into the rock wall, rising and falling with his breath, tearing at the flaking wounds.

The yin energy of the earth's veins solidified and swirled around him, transforming into a skeleton biting his neck and shoulder, then a venomous spider crawling into his empty eye socket. A dark flame core hovered between the charred lines of his palm, emitting a faint glow. Whenever the flames surged, the entire cave echoed with the howling of countless resentful souls. Sticky black blood oozed from the cracks in the rock, twisting along the chain lines into ancient spells, and emitting a charred, foul smell the moment it touched his skin.

His throat churned with shattered organs, but he forced himself to swallow back the foul blood that surged to his lips. Beneath the stone platform lay the skeletons of seven withered figures, each with a half-cut blade of crimson fire piercing its skull—the remains of the Soul Clan elders who had strayed into the barrier a few days ago. The Dark Flame suddenly trembled violently, reflecting a smirk that stretched from ear to ear. His fingers, charred by the flames, dug deep into the stone platform, leaving five phosphorescent bloody scratches.

The poisonous dew condensed on the damp rock suddenly flowed back, carrying fragments of dark flames with it, pouring into his cracked brow. The entire space began to contract spasmodically, and stalagmites collapsed and hit his back with a dull thud. But he straightened his back through the excruciating pain, allowing three bone-eating chains to break, releasing white bone fragments. A dark crimson sea of ​​fire exploded, illuminating the Nine Netherworld purgatory surging in those crazed eyes.

Organs are shattered, but they are reborn in pain; bones are broken, but they can be reconnected.

The man was in the abyss of extreme pain. He slowly opened his lips. His voice was hoarse and rough at first, as if he had experienced many vicissitudes of life, but then it gradually became younger and full of vitality.

"To think there's such a person who could track me all the way here... Are you... sent by Gu Yuan to kill me?"

"My name is Zhongli, and I don't know who the Gu Yuan you are talking about is. I accidentally stepped into this place this time. I hope you will forgive me if I have disturbed you." Zhongli bowed slightly and clasped his hands in a bow.

"Oh? The surname Zhong? There seems to be no Dou Di family with the surname Zhong on this Dou Qi Continent. Could it be that you are a descendant of the Dou Di family that is hiding from the world?" The man asked with a slow smile on his lips and a clear laugh like that of a teenager.

"Uh... I am only a three-star Dou Huang, and I am not a descendant of the hidden Dou Emperor family as you mentioned."

"Hahaha, Dou Huang... This is a level I haven't heard of in a long time. However, you were able to directly penetrate three layers of spatial barriers and directly enter my retreat to recuperate, and even call yourself a Dou Huang. Do you think I'm easy to fool, like a fool?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yixian couldn't help but look up at Zhongli with great curiosity.

In her heart, becoming a Douhuang powerhouse is the goal she is striving for and dreaming of.

But the words of the strange man in front of her, whose appearance was gradually becoming younger, once again aroused Xiao Yixian's curiosity about her mysterious master.

The man's black robe draped like a waterfall of solidified blood, with dark golden patterns winding into a bone-like totem at the hem, and each wrinkle seemed to imprison thousands of dying wails.

His skin was a bluish-gray color, the color of having been burned for thousands of years by flames that were black and purple with a hint of red. Cracks crawled from his neck to his cheekbones, like cracks forcibly glued together in ancient porcelain, emitting wisps of dark red mist.

His silver hair reached down to his waist but was completely dull, as if it had absorbed all the light that shone on him. Twelve hollow bone bells were suspended at the end of his hair, and when they collided, they made a dull sound like the throat of a drowning man.

His brow bones were as abrupt as a cliff, and in the shadows were two different eyes - the left eye was a pure black vortex like a bottomless abyss, and the right eye was burning with a crimson lotus-shaped flame. The two completely opposite auras of destruction tore a tiny spatial crack in the middle of the nose bridge.

Zhongli raised the corners of his lips slightly, but did not respond.

The investigation just now has made him fully aware of the strength of the person in front of him.

Even if all the fighting spirit of all the people Zhongli had met so far were gathered together, it would still not be even one thousandth of the fighting spirit of the person in front of him.

This person is arguably the strongest person Zhongli has ever seen in the Douluo Continent. His strength is so great that Zhongli even doubts whether he is still in the Douluo Continent.

The two looked at each other quietly. Zhongli gently placed his hand on Xiao Yixian's sad palm. Silently, a geocentric barrier that was hundreds of times harder than imagined gradually condensed and took shape in his hand, and finally delicately wrapped around Xiao Yixian's body.

"You are very strong, stronger than anyone I have ever met." Zhongli was the first to break the silence.

"Although your Dou Qi is only at the Dou Huang level, I can clearly sense that it is still continuing to climb and grow... Dou Huang four stars... six stars... nine stars... Dou Zong one star... eight stars... five-turn nine-star Dou Zun... semi-saint..."

"I still don't know your name?"

"The Soul Clan's Patriarch... Emperor Hun Tian."

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(End of this chapter)