Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

Chapter 564 Illusion
"Thanks to the care of my elders, I've always been very lucky, but... you didn't say anything impolite to the guests, did you?" Huo Yuhao said meaningfully.

"Of course not! You..." For some reason, Wang Dong suddenly felt that his momentum had diminished.

"Then it's best not to do anything impolite."

"Who are you referring to? Your cheap old man, Deng?" Wang Dong grew angrier the more he thought about it, but he couldn't reveal too much in front of so many outsiders. "You know perfectly well what he did!"

"Not everyone has a habit of making decisions on their own like you do."

"What do you mean?" Wang Dong didn't want to think too much about Huo Yuhao's implied meaning. "It seems you've learned a lot from him." This attitude was making her increasingly angry.

“Yes!” Huo Yuhao nodded seriously, seemingly very proud of it. “For example, the first thing to do when pursuing someone you like is not to cause unnecessary trouble for them because of your stupidity.”

Long Aotian and Ji Juechen looked at each other, wondering what the two of them were talking about.

However, Long Aotian agreed with Huo Yuhao's words, after all, he had a fiancée.

"Sorry, I won't disturb your enjoyment any longer. Brother Juechen, could you please take the young sect leader to the Great Soul Arena or the Martial Arts Arena?" Huo Yuhao stopped arguing with Wang Dong. His voice seemed to have a certain magic, making people unconsciously want to obey.

Even Soul Masters like Ji Juechen and Long Aotian, who had achieved some success in mental power, were completely unaware of the subtlety of this mental suggestion. Ji Juechen naturally nodded in agreement, while Long Aotian, although vaguely sensing something was amiss, couldn't possibly perceive a mental suggestion at the Limit Douluo level with his current cultivation. He subconsciously followed Ji Juechen out of the banquet hall, only suddenly realizing after walking through several corridors that he had completely forgotten the task assigned by the sect leader.

Wang Dong took everything in. If her spiritual power had not already transformed into divine consciousness, she would probably have fallen into the trap without even realizing it.

Under the lights of the banquet hall, the guests continued to chat and laugh, completely unaware of what had just happened.

"So eager to test your new soul skill? But your little tricks won't work on me!" Wang Dong crossed her arms, her tone tinged with displeasure. If this guy were to break through to the god level in the future, his achievements would definitely surpass hers.

Huo Yuhao chuckled upon hearing this. Wang Dong was clearly an amateur when it came to mental power. That wasn't a soul skill at all; it was just the most basic application of mental power.

“This is it.” As he spoke, a small snake emerged from between his eyebrows, as thin as a spider’s thread yet shimmering with a captivating, eerie light. The snake’s body was almost transparent, its scales formed from fine, scattered particles of light, only rippling with an eerie blue hue as it moved, leaving behind faint, almost invisible, misty trails in the air.

Wang Dong's gaze was immediately drawn to the strange, serpentine band of light: "Is this your new soul spirit? What kind of soul beast is it?"

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise, and said, "Huh? Aren't you the daughter of the Sea God? You don't even recognize me?"

"Don't mention that fake man!" Wang Dong instantly exploded, the scene of him and Tang San fighting each other in the far north ice plains not long ago still vivid in his mind. "Who is his daughter?!"

"Wait!" Wang Dong, who had almost been led astray, suddenly remembered the important matter. "Don't try to get away with this. We agreed that the beast tide would stop once it reached Soto City..."

"Who said we agreed?" Huo Yuhao interrupted her with a smile. "You're too loud. Let's find somewhere else to talk."

Before he finished speaking, a phantom blue light suddenly spread out from him. In an instant, everything around him seemed to be shrouded in a light mist. Wang Dong felt his vision blur instantly, and even Huo Yuhao, who was right in front of him, became indistinct.

What shocked her even more was that the surrounding environment suddenly changed drastically. The concentration of water in the air rose sharply, making her every movement extremely slow, and even breathing became difficult. An invisible pressure surged from all directions, as if she were being immersed in the deep sea.

"This is... a domain?! How did you manage to convince a deep-sea beast to become your soul spirit?" The surrounding water elemental fluctuations grew increasingly intense, and the oppressive feeling intensified. Although Huo Yuhao's mention of the Sea God had infuriated her, she calmed down and immediately realized that this soul spirit was likely a top-tier ferocious beast from the deep sea.

"The bait of becoming a god has been cast, and those ocean overlords naturally scramble to take the bait. They've fought tooth and nail for this last spot. I just picked the one that suits me best." Huo Yuhao smiled faintly, the serpentine light band coiling and moving around him.

Wang Dong could almost imagine the horrific scene from those calm words. She could picture the bloody carnage the deep-sea beasts had unleashed in the icy depths for this chance to become gods, and the instigator of this massacre was standing right in front of her.

"So what kind of soul beast is this?" Wang Dong's curiosity was piqued again, and he once again forgot his original purpose in questioning Huo Yuhao.

A hint of a smile flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes. This was the second time he had successfully steered the conversation away from Wang Dong. This guy still had the nerve to say his mental soul skills were ineffective against her? At this rate, he was confident he could ramble on until the banquet was over without ever having to explain the beast tide.

Poor Wang Dong, he was completely manipulated by him.

"Guess?" He deliberately kept everyone in suspense, the deep blue halo appearing exceptionally dreamlike within the domain. "Here's a hint: it has some connection to the martial soul of one of the Seven Sacred Pillar Guardian Douluos of Seagod Island from ten thousand years ago."

Wang Dong's expression instantly turned cold. "I have no interest in anything related to Tang San. I don't know, and I don't want to know the answer. Tell me if you want."

The words had barely left her lips when her eyes widened in shock. She'd been led astray again! He'd clearly been asking about the beast tide, but instead, he'd steered her onto these irrelevant topics. "Stop changing the subject! The beast tide issue needs to be clarified today!"

Wang Dong's cheeks flushed red with anger, and her divine power surged violently within her body. Just as she was about to forcefully break through the domain, Huo Yuhao suddenly snapped his fingers, and his figure vanished without a trace, leaving her alone trapped in this eerie blue mist.

Although the unknown is often the most terrifying, Wang Dong, as a deity, was completely unafraid. She snorted coldly, and her vast divine sense poured out, transforming into an invisible net that permeated the surrounding smoke and clouds. However, to her shock, her divine sense seemed to sink into quagmire within the smoke and clouds, spreading extremely slowly, and everything she perceived became blurry and indistinct.

Even more strangely, her divine sense seemed to have triggered some kind of mechanism. As her spiritual power deepened, the surrounding blue light mist suddenly surged violently. Wang Dong felt a blur before her eyes, and when her vision returned, she found herself standing on the city wall of an unfamiliar city. Solid bricks and stones were beneath her feet, and she was surrounded by solemn-looking Soul Masters.

On the distant horizon, a massive, dark army of soul beasts slowly advanced. Their pace was not fast, but their orderly progress was chilling. A gentle breeze carried the distinctive stench of the beasts to the city walls, causing many soul masters to unconsciously furrow their brows.

Wang Dong's pupils contracted slightly. This was clearly a scene from the beast tide! She suddenly realized that she had probably fallen into an illusion created by Huo Yuhao.

"Huo Yuhao, what the hell are you doing?!" Her angry shout drew the attention of the surrounding Soul Masters, who all stared at the suddenly enraged girl with astonished eyes.

"Damn it..." Wang Dong gritted her teeth. This illusion was so real it was nauseating. She could clearly smell the stench of the soul beasts, feel the rough texture of the city wall bricks, and even hear the tense breathing of the soul masters around her.

"Didn't you want to know about the beast tide?" Huo Yuhao's voice suddenly rang in her ears, but only she could hear it. "I'm recreating the scene for you."

The voice carried a hint of mockery, "Try to stop it if you want, but the established facts cannot be changed, so you can also do nothing and watch the beast tide advance into Sunset Forest."

Wang Dong trembled with rage. She whirled around, only to see the bewildered expressions of the city's guardian soul masters. Huo Yuhao was nowhere to be found; only the damned illusion remained terrifyingly real. In the distance, the footsteps of the soul beast army grew ever closer, shaking the city walls slightly.

Flames of destruction coalesced in her hand, and the power of the gods erupted without reservation at this moment. The sword light, carrying the aura of destruction, slashed towards the beast horde. Wherever it passed, the soul beasts were reduced to ashes, and a deafening cheer erupted from the city wall.

Poison Immortal and the others, who were confronting the ferocious beast ahead, turned back in shock, their eyes filled with surprise and hope. This scene pierced Wang Dong's heart. If she had gone to Soto City to take a look back then, could she have changed anything?
Flames of destruction surged around her. If she hadn't been still recovering from her injuries and not being good at dealing with mental opponents, how could she have been trapped in an illusion by Huo Yuhao, who was still human? But then she thought, could that guy who had completely sided with the soul beasts really still be considered human?
By the way, Sunset Forest—Huo Yuhao mentioned Sunset Forest at the end. According to Long Aotian, the beast tide in reality stopped there. If she can defend Soto City in this illusion and prevent the beast tide from advancing into Sunset Forest, perhaps she can find the key to breaking the illusion?

But Huo Yuhao seemed to be able to sense her thoughts through the illusion, or perhaps the expression on her face was too obvious. His voice, tinged with sarcasm, rang out again: "Am I supposed to go against my teacher? Speaking of which, aren't you even less human? Your grandmother was a soul beast, your mother was a soul beast, and you only have one-quarter human blood. Are you standing up for those humans, or are you just acting out of selfishness? Ah! I know, you don't want to shatter your idealized image of your teacher, so you're rushing to shift all the blame onto the Beast God, aren't you?"

"Shut up!" Wang Dong's voice wavered for the first time. She suddenly realized that the root of her anger might never have been the beast tide itself, but rather that she seemed to have never truly understood Mu Xing. The flames of destruction surged uncontrollably, scorching the entire illusion with spiderweb-like cracks.

The illusion shattered like a mirror, but the scene changed again in an instant. This time, Wang Dong seemed like an outsider, watching helplessly as the iron hooves of the beast tide trampled Soto City and marched on to the next city.

"It's enough to make Shrek Academy pay the price, why drag so many innocent people into this?" Wang Dong's voice trembled, and the child chosen by the god of emotions keenly noticed that she was trying to hide her emotions.

Huo Yuhao's figure appeared beside her, his tone calm to the point of being cold, "Our teacher said that a necessary war is a just war. Haven't you always admired her? Why are you going against her now?"

"Don't use her as a cover!" Wang Dong turned around abruptly, his anger intensifying. "You know perfectly well who's commanding the beast tide!"

"I'll find her myself and get to the bottom of this, get out of the way!" Wang Dong roared, his Rebellious Sword, wreathed in flames of destruction, slashing towards Huo Yuhao. In an instant, divine light, interwoven with blue and purple, surged like a tidal wave, shattering the illusion in its wake. The city walls transformed back into blue mist, which was then purified into nothingness by the flames of destruction.

Just as the illusion was about to completely dissipate, space was suddenly torn apart, and a dragon claw covered in jet-black scales pierced through the void, precisely seizing her sword blade. Before Wang Dong could even withdraw her weapon, she felt a strong spatial fluctuation, and in a dizzying moment, a biting cold wind suddenly swept over her. She had been forcibly transported to the far north ice plains outside Dragon City.

Looking up, Wang Dong saw a pair of dark golden dragon eyes looking down at her amidst the swirling snow.

"Let go!" Wang Dong was even more furious when she saw the culprit of the beast tide. She tried to pull back the Rebellion Sword with all her might, but found that the blade was firmly held by Di Tian. The sharp blade cut through the hard dragon scales, and dragon blood dripped down the blade, but he was completely unaware.

"Ha!" Di Tian not only did not let go, but increased his strength. "Using her dragon scales to forge a sword, yet only this kind of thing was produced... What a waste." The implication was that she did not deserve such a precious gift.

Wang Dong raised his chin defiantly and sneered, "No matter how bad the soul tool I made is, the materials were given to me by her. Do you have any?"

Di Tian's vertical pupils suddenly contracted to slits. If Huo Yuhao were here, he would have sensed the Beast God's suppressed rage. But Di Tian showed no sign of it. He not only released his grip on the Sword of Rebellion but also softened his tone, "You only know how to take from her. Don't think of me as someone like you. Her Highness has been incredibly kind to me, only..."

What was the only thing? Before Wang Dong could retract his sword, the jet-black dragon claw suddenly glowed with golden light, and its tip burst forth with seven-colored light. The two completely different divine powers collided violently, and the resulting energy storm instantly swallowed up Di Tian's subsequent words, but Wang Dong, who was at the center of the storm, heard them clearly.

A violent energy storm instantly swept across the entire ice field, and amidst this cataclysmic energy turbulence, a spatial rift suddenly appeared.

"You're asking for death, are you sick in the head?!" Huo Yuhao had just stepped out of the void when he heard Wang Dong's angry curses, and was almost blown away by the aftershock of the divine power coming towards him.

(End of this chapter)