Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 560 Desperate Reincarnation
Boundless blue silver soul power surged forth, converging and weaving with the domain, its immense primal power inscribed beneath the narrow "Evil God Hook".

"That's it."

"All five external soul bones have been gathered together."

Blue-silver cocoon coat, blue-silver flounder feathers, blue-silver hooked tail.

With a lifespan exceeding one million years, its quality has reached a divine level, flawless and perfectly integrated!
In contrast, the soul bones sacrificed by the Ghost King Vine are of inferior quality and cannot be improved, and the lifespan of the Evil Eye Soul Bone is also difficult to increase.

"I need to explore new possibilities."

Han Tao spoke in a low, somber tone.

However, the gaze returned to its original spot, turning to look at Bibi Dong in the distance.

"The hatred that trapped me in the rift of time cannot be easily let go. Now, it is time for you to pay the same price!"

Bibi Dong is not Tang Chen. Even with two godhoods, she does not have Tang Chen's terrifying strength, let alone be able to contend with Han Tao.

She forced a smile and said, "Hehe!"

"Han Tao, I'd like to see just how much you've got up your sleeve!"

Beneath her calm irony, the rhythm woven by the forces of nature descended upon her "divine body."

Suddenly, it exploded.

"Uh"

Bibi Dong felt a sharp pain.

Then, she discovered that her left leg was gone.

"Let's collect interest first!"

"Your left leg bone is now mine!"

She stretched out her fingers and caught the "Soft Bone Rabbit Left Leg Bone" that fell from the sky; it came from Xiao Wu's mother.

Han Tao had no intention of avenging Xiao Wu. He took the soul bone because it contained an extremely precious energy: "Nightmare Power".

"The power of nightmares is a piece of the puzzle of illusion and mirror imagery!"

"It can make my skull evolve again!"

Illusion, mirror image, nightmare, emotion, and nothingness are the five core energies of the "false" creation.

Han Tao gently waved his fingers, and the power from "Nightmare" slowly flowed from the left leg bone of "Beyond the Dream" into the skull of "Illusion·Mirror," drawing the skull's quality up once again, and its age also reached 10 years.

Despite the excruciating pain in her lower back and hips, Bibi Dong cursed, "Han Tao, you deserve to die!"

"If only I had known this would happen."

"If I had known this would happen, I should have killed you back then. I shouldn't have let you grow up like this!"

Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing looked at Bibi Dong in silence.

This once spirited and powerful figure, the holder of the world's highest authority, was utterly defeated in front of Han Tao.

Han Tao smiled gently: "The mental immunity skull can help you resist the erosion of countless mental forces, but what is the reason that makes you so afraid of external illusions?"

Let me guess.

"Is it your unbearable past, the regret for mistakes you made when you were young, or some unforgettable regret?"

Slowly moving forward,

As Han Tao's footsteps landed, her heart pounded like a clock tower struck by lightning, and she was gripped by fear.
Boundless despair and pain enveloped that bleak, scarred will and soul.

"Han Tao."

"You, what do you want to do?"

Han Tao declared with great enthusiasm, "Your Holiness the Pope? How about we relive that past!"

【Illusion, Mirror Image, Nightmare】, an illusion woven from ten thousand years of soul bones, powerfully pierced through the defenses of her mentally immune skull, eroding her soul and will.

A vibrant, dreamlike world awaits, a world restarts.

It is like a arena for life and death, and it is also a complete space-time. However, judging from the furnishings in the room, it seems to be a room in the Spirit Hall.

"Fearful illusions, therefore using an immune skull to defend against illusions is a good choice."

"But why did you have to offend me!"

Wuhun Palace, secret room.

Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong appeared in her field of vision. "No, don't!"

"Han Tao, let me out! Let me out!"

"I regret it! I shouldn't have offended you! Let me out!!"

Bibi Dong collapsed to the ground.

I tried to blind myself, but the cold air and the familiar, heart-stirring sounds overwhelmed all my arrogance and reason.

She couldn't hear Han Tao's reply because Han Tao hadn't paid any attention to her illusion, nor bothered to observe everything she experienced within it.

She experienced pain again and again amidst boundless suffering.

One day, two days.
"Why do you do this?" Ning Rongrong seemed somewhat flustered and uneasy. "Don't you think this is too cruel?"

"cruel?"

"Is this considered cruel?"

Han Tao's expression still held resentment: "She wanted to trap me in the arena of life and death forever, to imprison me forever in the rift of time and space. You have never experienced this feeling, and you can never truly understand it!"

"Besides."

“I will not keep her trapped in an eternal chamber. When the time reaches 4664 days, I will release her.”

Ning Rongrong remained silent.

After a long silence, she asked again, "Couldn't we just kill her?"

"cannot!"

Han Tao sighed: "If we kill her, what about Qian Renxue?"

"She is now the Empress of the Heaven Dou Empire and will control the power of the entire Douluo Continent. If we kill her, how will we handle the relationship between our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Spirit Hall?"

After 16 days in the illusion, Han Tao finally softened.

It wasn't entirely because he was soft-hearted; Han Tao was afraid that Bibi Dong would find power in the endless pain and turn against him the moment she broke free.

"She is ultimately destined for greatness!"

"I can't give her any room to resist me, not even a possibility!"

Then, the illusion slowly faded away.

Through the bright sunlight, I gazed at Bibi Dong's sorrowful face.

"Han Tao!"

Her anger was mixed with a hidden fear.

"That's all!" she laughed maniacally. "That's all, hahahaha!"

The fingers clenched tightly represent not only power, but also strength and will.

“I was born into a poor but virtuous family. I once had nothing. Through my own efforts and ambition, I have risen to the highest position in the world. The pain, sorrow, and despair I have experienced are unimaginable and immeasurable to you. You are merely trapped in the span of time, how can you compare to me?”

Han Tao gently shook his head: "It's meaningless!"

"It's pointless to compare who's suffering more, because this is the price I have to pay for offending someone!"

"The fire of revenge cannot be extinguished. Besides, you have only endured 16 days of the past, while I have experienced 4664 days of loneliness and despair in the arena of life and death. Compared to you, I am already relieved."

Bibi Dong remained silent.

When she heard the number 4664 days from Han Tao, her accusations became meaningless.

"Then why were you willing to let me out?"

"Do you want me to suffer before you kill me?"

Hope vanished from her eyes.

Although she had already merged into one god, wielded supreme power in the Douluo Continent, and possessed unparalleled strength, everything she was so proud of was so easily shattered by Han Tao.

"No! I won't kill you!" Han Tao shook his head: "If I kill you, Qian Renxue will become my enemy, the Spirit Hall will also become my enemy, and the world will be at war again."

“Some being would be very happy to witness this scene.”

When it's happy, Han Tao is unhappy.

So, he turned to look at the will of the plane: "Is that so?"

(End of this chapter)