Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 103 Mother
As the God of Death left, his expression turned grave. He said, "I never expected that what was bound to happen would finally happen. It's time for me to leave. This divine position should be passed down. Little one, I hope you can reach that level."

After seeing this, the figure left the place and came to the God of Destruction.

"Death, come here. Have you considered my suggestion from last time?"

The god of death took out a small fragment and threw it to him.

"Death, you..."

"I'm returning the Divine Realm Central Hub to you. I'm just letting you know I'm leaving."

“If you leave, your divine position has not yet been passed down. How can you leave? If you leave, all these burdens will fall on my shoulders.”

The God of Death said, "Actually, I have no choice. I have to leave. I entrust the important task of the God Realm to you for now. Perhaps one day, you will break through the plane level and reach the level of the Supreme God, and we will meet again."

"It was you who once..."

The God of Death shook his head and said, "That level is beyond your current capabilities. You will only be able to witness it when you reach the level of a supreme god."

As for helping you, let my heir do it. Whether she helps you or not is her business.

Also, let me tell you, above the Supreme God, there are other levels. You are still far from reaching the legendary Creator God. Although you and Life can become Creator Gods, you have not yet reached that level. Controlling the power of creation is secondary. Among the Creators, there are several others at the same level as him.

You haven't even taken the most basic step yet. Perhaps you'll have a chance in the future.

Alright, that's all I have to say. Go and explain this to the other God-Kings. As for my successor, you'll meet her soon. After all, although she hasn't become a god yet, she already possesses god-level strength. I'm afraid the gods under your command are no match for her."

!!!

"You must be joking."

The God of Destruction knew that his subordinates were all at the level of first-tier gods.

Although the power of death is great, it is not enough to threaten a god.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you."

After saying this, the God of Death departed, returning one last time to the Underworld.

Looking at this desolate place, he sighed softly and said, "Let me take one last look at this place. Now it's time to go back."

With a clenched fist, a soul floated toward him; this soul was Huo Yun'er.

Back then, Huo Yun'er found solace in Xia Die's embrace.

(At that time, Tang Shenwang had not yet obtained his memories of his past life. Moreover, when Xia Die was just born, Tang Shenwang began to plot and left his divine power in Huo Yun'er's body, which would become a bargaining chip to blackmail Xia Die later.)
However, his idea was good, but Huo Yun'er's place of liberation was the Sea of ​​Death Flowers, which was the entrance to the underworld and the place where the God of Death inherited his divine position. A wisp of the God of Death's will was here, and it was almost impossible to snatch a soul here.

Huo Yun'er entered the underworld but did not reincarnate because her obsessions were too deep, partly about Dai Hao and partly about Xia Die.

However, he misses his daughter even more during these years in the underworld.

For some reason, I was drawn here today by some unknown force.

"Your obsession runs too deep. Do you want to see your daughter?" the God of Death said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yun'er's entire being became extremely excited, and she said, "You know, you can... take me there."

The God of Death clenched his fist, and space was instantly torn apart.

"Come on, meet your daughter, the future goddess of death."

………………

Meanwhile, on the other side, everyone who had acquired their spirit rings had returned to the Sun Moon Royal Spirit Master Academy.

Xia Die knelt on the bed, meditating.

Once my strength is fully restored after reaching level ninety-nine, I will be able to fully realize how pure the power of death will be at that time.

Suddenly, the world seemed to stand still, the entire world froze, but neither he nor Polycia were affected by this.

"Who, come out?"

Xiaodie's silver eyelashes trembled slightly, and her crimson eyes glowed with a ghostly purple light. The power of death burst forth like chains. With a flick of her jade fingers, the power of death, carrying stardust, surged within the stagnant space-time. Wherever it passed, even energy particles were tainted with the chill of annihilation, as if the entire world had become a prison under her authority.

"Don't be so wary, it's me."

The figure of the god of death appeared here, bringing a soul with him.

Seeing this, tears welled up in Xia Die's eyes, which shimmered with a cold purple light. Her usually sharp and piercing gaze was now misty, like shattered glass. She bit her lower lip hard, the nerves in her neck bulging slightly. Her trembling fingertips gripped the hem of her clothes, causing the chilling power of death to become disordered, turning into tiny particles of light that fell and soaked her clothes.

"Mother."

When Polysia saw Huo Yun'er, she also sighed.

The god of death merely pretended to leave for a moment, giving the remaining time to the three of them.
Mom, it's been so long. Is this not a dream?

"No, it's me, my child. It's been so long. You've suffered."

Huo Yun'er wanted to touch Xia Die, but since she was a soul, she passed right through Xia Die's body.

The butterfly gazed at its mother passing by, gently guiding her soul.

………………

After some time, Xia Die also began to tell her own story.

Although I was born of my mother, I am not human in essence. I also have many secrets to tell and need space to process them.

"Are you still willing to acknowledge me?"

"No matter what you go through, you will always be my child."

Huo Yun'er treated her daughter the same way she had before, and did not treat Xia Die as an outsider like others did.

Xia Die's dark past was once my shackles.

Later, Xia Die also mentioned Polycia, who belonged to the Twins of the Other Shore, chosen by the Titan of Death.

After exchanging a few words with his mother, he went to see the god of death alone.

"I wonder what you've come here for this time. I think it's not just about bringing my mother back," Xia Die said.

"Your progress in the Nine Trials is too slow. Moreover, I am saying goodbye to you. Therefore, I have changed one of the Nine Trials of Death for you. Once you achieve this, there is no need to compete anymore. You will simply defeat me. Of course, not me as the God of Death, but me at the same level as you."

The meaning is self-evident: Xia Die can handle a Death God with the cultivation level of a Douluo.

"When can we begin?"

"You can start anytime. I transformed myself from that period into a will. Although I don't belong to Douluo Continent, I still possess the strength of that period."

"Let's begin. I'd like to start now."

"Alright, but it can't be here. It can be done in the Death Realm."

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at a desolate place, where the temperature plummeted to freezing. This land looked as if it had been repeatedly plowed by the Grim Reaper's scythe, forming a barren, dark red scorched earth. Beneath it, the aura of death hung like a heavy curtain, enveloping the place.

The world was devoid of color, plunging into a state of confusion and chaos.

The opponent is the God of Death, but he is currently level 70, just like himself.

The battle had already begun when both sides showed themselves.

In his youth, the God of Death wielded a scythe and slashed at Xiaodie.

But it was blocked by the Butterfly's Scythe.

"Buzz!"

The two forces of death clashed with it, unleashing terrifying power that shattered the surrounding space.

"A Flower in the Underworld - Granted Extreme Rupture".

With a scythe in her hand, Xia Die drew a crescent-shaped purple blade, carrying the power of death and quantum mechanics as she crushed towards her opponent.

However, he was blocked by the God of Death, but his body was also not in good condition. This was because Xiaodie's first soul skill was no longer restricted. She needed her sister or the Death Dragon Bolyces to be present in order to cut open the spatial rift. Now, she could do it completely.

Furthermore, all of her attacks now ignore defenses.

The God of Death, wielding a death scythe, summoned a vast horde of undead creatures; judging by their aura, they were at least Soul Emperors and Soul Saints.

Xia Die said, "Fourth Soul Skill: Lament - Prelude to Death."

The essence and blood within her body began to burn, quickly forming a purple mist around Xia Die. This was no ordinary purple mist, but a kind of mysterious domain. Contact with the purple mist would result in being afflicted with the mysterious state, making the enemy's body feel as if it were carrying a thousand pounds.

When the God of Death came into contact with the purple mist, he felt a tremendous force pressing down on him, but this level of force was child's play to him.

But soon, when he resisted, he was not as confident as before. His strength increased from a thousand catties to ten thousand catties, then to one hundred thousand catties, and then to two hundred thousand catties.

The more one struggles, the more the oppressive force expands.

"Lord God of Death, please come to my world for a chat."

"Eh?"

The Butterfly Scythe cleaved through space, revealing what appeared to be the phantom of a dead dragon.

Then, everything around me changed.

The first thing that catches the eye is a vast, boundless sea of ​​flowers, like a gentle ocean. Flowers of all colors bloom freely, their petals swaying in the wind like waves. A faint fragrance permeates the sea of ​​flowers, a unique aroma that blends the scents of life and death, making one feel both tranquil and mysterious.

In the sky, a pale purple night sky, a crescent moon hangs in the air, casting a soft and cool light, shrouding the entire sea of ​​flowers in a mysterious veil.

Among the sea of ​​flowers, the snow-white Antichrist flowers stand out, symbolizing life and representing a unique feature of the underworld. Their pristine whiteness contrasts sharply with their surroundings, acting like beacons of light in the darkness, bringing a touch of purity to this land of death.

There are also the Styx flowers, seemingly identical to those of the underworld. Clear Styx rivers meander through the sea of ​​flowers, their shimmering waters reflecting the floral landscape and the sky. The waters of the Styx carry countless souls, drifting gently on the surface, as if recounting memories and regrets from their past lives.

This place doesn't seem like a single domain; it's more like a world.

(End of this chapter)