Douluo: Let the Body Sect Become Great in Advance Chapter 373 372: The Passage Opens

On the outskirts of the Slaughter City, atop a long-dead giant ancient tree on a desolate mountain shrouded in gray fog year-round, two figures stood silently like statues blending into the background.

The one dressed in blue-gold attire, standing elegantly with a faint Azure Luan phantom behind him, was none other than Azure Luan Douluo of the Spirit Hall.

The other woman wore a luxurious deep purple dress. She possessed an elegant figure and breathtaking beauty, yet radiated an underlying coldness and indifference. She was the forr Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong.

"What kind of sacrificial offering is the Spider Queen making?" Azure Luan Douluo asked in a low voice, his gaze directed toward the distant Slaughter City entrance shrouded in thick blood mist.

The Slaughter City, the trial ground for inheriting the God of Slaughter, had special internal rules that severely suppressed soul masters without the God of Slaughter's domain. It made it difficult for outsiders to exert their full power and easily drove them to lose their sanity.

Therefore, to ensure the next operation went smoothly, Qian Daoliu had personally contacted the forr Pope, with whom he had long been acquainted, and requested her participation.

Bibi Dong's eyes remained completely calm as she stared intently in the direction of the Slaughter City, as if trying to see through the layers of blood mist to what lay beyond.

"Soon. That Fallen Angel's aura has reached its peak and is just one step away from breaking through level 90."

"You can send the ssenger now. Bring the prepared Special Forces here. When he completes his final transformation and triggers dinsional resonance… that will be the mont for us to act."

"Here?" Azure Luan Douluo frowned slightly, hesitating. "The internal rules of the Slaughter City are too harsh for soul masters. If a passage is opened inside, won't the Special Forces and subsequent forces be severely affected? Or… could the rules backfire?"

This was Azure Luan Douluo's greatest concern. For soul masters, the Slaughter City was a dead end.

For many years, the Spirit Hall had used this place as a prison for extrely dangerous depraved soul masters and serious criminals—precisely because it excelled at internal control. If they fought a powerful enemy from another world here, their forces would be weakened from the start, putting them at a severe disadvantage in future battles.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong finally shifted her gaze from the Slaughter City and glanced indifferently at Azure Luan Douluo. The indifference in her eyes sent a chill down even a peak Douluo like him.

But Bibi Dong explained, "Don't worry. The special rules of the Slaughter City apply not only to our Douluo-realm soul masters but also to creatures from the Demon Realm."

A malicious light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes as she added, "Moreover, the Asura God would never allow an unrestricted dinsional war that could completely destroy the foundation of his own traditions to break out inside the Slaughter City."

This information and analysis did not co from Bibi Dong's own deductions. Most of it—such as the essence of the Slaughter City's rules and the possible attitude of the Asura God—had been conveyed to her by the Rakshasa God from the distant Divine Realm.

After hearing Bibi Dong's explanation, Azure Luan Douluo's doubts eased slightly.

He did not fully understand the profound information about gods and dinsional laws, but he had so trust in Bibi Dong's judgnt and the possible sources behind her.

"In that case…" Azure Luan Douluo's expression turned serious, and he nodded. "I'll contact the Special Forces imdiately and have them wait in the designated area."

"Once the passage opens, we must launch a fierce attack on the enemy before the demons gain a foothold and weaken their forces as much as possible."

With that, Azure Luan Douluo's figure flickered slightly, transforming like a gentle breeze and quietly lting into the surrounding fog. He retreated at high speed.

Only Bibi Dong remained on the dead branch. She turned her gaze once more toward the gloomy and terrifying Slaughter City, complex emotions swirling in her eyes.

"No matter how dangerous and difficult it is inside… I will definitely obtain it… for you."

In the depths of the Demon Realm lay secrets regarding the restoration of the Angel God's sacred position.

She had only learned of this through the Rakshasa God's hints. At this mont, Bibi Dong's desire to invade the Demon Realm was even stronger than that of Qian Daoliu or Qian Renxue.

She wanted to atone for her sins and help the daughter to whom she felt great gratitude—in her own way.

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Days passed amid tension and heavy anticipation.

The vast area surrounding the Slaughter City had long been transford into a massive military camp by the Spirit Hall and various allied forces.

In an open area several miles from the entrance, about a thousand elite special forces led by powerful Soul Douluo Sect Masters quietly assembled and checked their equipnt.

Further behind the Special Forces, the Spirit Hall's three most elite soul master legions had already ford ranks, their killing intent soaring into the sky.

Beyond them, elite heavy cavalry legions selected from Heaven Dou, Star Luo, and various duchies and kingdoms spread out like a steel forest, emitting a suffocating iron-blooded pressure.

In the sky, hundreds of flying soul masters ford aerial formations. All were at least Soul Saint level and stood ready to provide support at any ti.

On the other side, countless terrifying auras shot straight upward, subtly distorting the heavens with their power.

Led by Qian Daoliu, all seven worships of the Spirit Hall were present, each radiating heavy auras and fixing sharp gazes on the Slaughter City entrance.

Not far from them, under Chu Shanhe's command, the powerhouses of the Body Sect stood with solemn expressions.

Except for Grand Elder Yuan Hua, who had stayed on Sea God Island to protect Chen Yi, and a few elders who remained in the sect, the Body Sect had committed all its elite forces to this operation.

Everyone's eyes were solemnly fixed on the distant mountain range shrouded in blood mist.

The air was thick with the heavy tension of the impending battle.

"They are here."

Qian Daoliu, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. A sharp light shot from his eyes, instantly piercing the blood mist before him and locking onto the Slaughter City entrance.

"Boom—"

The mont he finished speaking, a massive explosion echoed from the Slaughter City entrance. The ever-present blood-red mist was violently blasted away by a powerful surge of energy.

Imdiately after, a figure covered in black flas erged from the blasted entrance like a demon crawling out of hell.

At this mont, the Fallen Angel soul master was no longer distinguishable as human. Black flas burned fiercely around him, emitting a nauseatingly intense aura of blood and evil. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with madness, killing intent, and hatred.

Countless distorted, agonized souls of the dead wailed around his body, heightening the eeriness and terror.

"Coming straight out from the entrance… Asura, you're not even pretending anymore."

From a distant mountaintop, Bibi Dong watched the scene and revealed a cold, ironic smile.

"Uwaaaa—!"

The Fallen Angel erged from the passage and let out an inhuman, ear-piercing scream.

The roar echoed in all directions. Even the allied forces waiting in the distance trembled at the evil and oppressive howl. Their blood stirred slightly, and their expressions grew even grimr.

"Level 90… just one step away!"

Dawn Douluo at the front of the Angel Legion formation shouted in a low voice, his eyes filled with shock. "This guy… was just a Soul Emperor before entering the Slaughter City. In just a little over a year, he's reached this level?!"

"This rate of progress… is even more corrupt than the depraved ones themselves!"

After the Fallen Angel's long roar, the black flas gushing from his body paused slightly. Then, suddenly, an even deeper and more eerie purplish-black light burst forth from him.

"Buzz—"

An ink-black spirit ring rose from beneath his feet without warning.

The appearance of this strange black spirit ring dramatically boosted the Fallen Angel's aura. It instantly broke through the level 90 barrier and officially entered the Title Douluo realm.

The mont he broke through, the purplish-black light emanating from the Fallen Angel did not weaken. Instead, it burned even more fiercely, as if sothing inside his body had completely exploded.

Imdiately after, even stranger fluctuations began to emanate from him. These fluctuations ignored the boundaries of the material world and started resonating strangely with the surrounding space.

Purplish-black ripples slowly spread outward from him.

Even more ominous was that this fluctuation seed capable of piercing through dinsional walls. It began spreading into the deeper void, as if issuing so kind of summons.

The Demon Realm.

This was an eternally gloomy, oppressive, and despair-filled strange world.

The sky was leaden gray, with no sun, moon, or stars visible—only unchanging haze remained.

The ground was cracked and withered. Twisted plants and grotesque creatures struggled desperately to survive on the barren land.

Countless demon-like creatures of various shapes and sizes writhed, fought, devoured, and evolved there.

At the very core of this dinsion existed a chaotic sea composed solely of evil energy.

Suddenly, the entire Demon Realm began to tremble faintly, as if awakening from slumber.

Deep within the origin of the dinsion, amid swirling evil energy, a pair of cold, indifferent eyes—containing every extre negative emotion in the world—opened without warning!

What kind of eyes were those?

Killing intent, malice, resentnt, tyranny… countless negative emotions and the essence of sin all seed to reside within them.

There were no pupils, only endless darkness and chaotic vortices. rely being gazed upon would cause the souls of beings below god level to collapse and fall into eternal darkness.

"Douluo…"

A chaotic voice, as if echoing from the bottom of hell, slowly reverberated at the center of the plane's origin.

At first, it carried the confusion and unease of just awakening, but that quickly turned into an extrely brutal tone.

"Douluo!!"

The voice suddenly rose, filled with the impatience of billions of demons yearning to invade.

The sound acted directly on the origin of the Demon Realm and spread like invisible ripples, instantly reaching every corner of the Demon Realm and resounding in the depths of every Demon King's soul.

"Is this… the voice of the Overlord?!"

A Demon King residing atop burning mountains suddenly awakened. Its three ugly heads rose simultaneously, and its six eyes burning with hellfire were filled with shock and delight.

Not only him—nearly ten figures of comparable power existing throughout the Demon Realm simultaneously sensed this call of will from the ruler of the Demon Realm.

"Buzz!!!"

Just as many powerful demons were filled with shock and doubt, a gigantic portal over a thousand ters in diater suddenly opened in the central region of the Demon Realm.

Inside the portal, light and shadow warped. On the other side, a completely different, vibrant world could be faintly seen.

The portal was not yet fully stable, but the unfamiliar aura emanating from it was entirely unlike that of the Demon Realm. It felt like the most alluring poison, driving the powerful demons who sensed it into madness.

At the sa ti, that violent will once again echoed in the depths of every powerful demon's soul.

"Invade—Douluo Continent!"

"Give the chance to beco a god!"

They were to invade another rich dinsion, and the ruler himself had promised them the opportunity to beco gods!

In an instant, the highest-ranking demons across the entire Demon Realm who sensed this will fell into an uproar.

Long-suppressed aggression, thirst for greater power, and greed for new blood and souls erupted like a volcano.

Terrifying auras erupted from every direction of the Demon Realm. Accompanied by boundless ferocity, they madly charged toward the gigantic, gaping portal.

"Uwaaaaa!!!"

"For domination! To beco gods!"

"Slaughter all those ants from that dinsion!"

"Douluo Continent? It's already ours!"

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