I've already been given the title of Douluo, and you want me to be reasonable?

Chapter 181 Slaying the Remnant Dream of Bygone Years [Please Read and Subscribe]

Lin Yuan's mental strength was already extraordinary. Any illusion could be easily broken by him. It was utterly ridiculous that his opponent wanted to trap him with such a trick.

However, since the other party is so eager to play, I might as well play along.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly the surroundings became very quiet, and the sounds that should have been on the street disappeared at the same time.

The scenery before my eyes seemed to be veiled by a thin gauze, and everything became unclear at this moment.

Lin Yuan stopped in his tracks. The street in front of him suddenly began to distort, and the surrounding high-rise buildings also began to spin wildly, giving off a cyberpunk vibe.

This illusion might be a threat to others, but for Lin Yuan, even the illusion of a Title Douluo might not pose a threat, let alone the Soul Saint Shi Nian in front of him.

Lin Yuan put one hand behind his back and stomped his right foot hard on the ground. Immediately, surging soul power rippled in the air. As the ripples spread, the void on both sides was shattered instantly, and countless shards of glass were scattered all over the ground.

"Interesting. How did you discover my illusion?"

Just then, Canmeng Shinian, who had been drinking tea, slowly stood up, shrugged, and looked at Lin Yuan's position with a normal expression, asking,

As a powerful Soul Saint, he was incredibly skilled in illusions. Even Soul Douluo level experts would be trapped in a nightmare and unable to escape if they entered this place.

However, the other party actually discovered his illusion, which really surprised him.

Even so, Shi Nian had no intention of letting him go back. Since he had already offended him, he would naturally make sure that Shi Nian died a horrible death.

Lin Yuan said calmly, "Perhaps to others, your illusion is indeed incredibly powerful, but to me, it is just a smokescreen to obscure my vision."

Canmeng Shinian narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips: "Oh? An illusion? Young man, you've got quite the nerve. It seems you're very confident in your abilities?"

"You're the one who killed my Canghui Academy teacher, right? I've come here today to make you pay for your blood debt."

Lin Yuan, with one hand still behind his back, looked at Canmeng Shinian in front of him and said calmly, "Whether you are confident or not, we will know once we try. As for you, a mere Soul Saint, you dare to show off your illusions in front of me?"

"My seat?"

Shi Nian frowned, a sense of unease rising in his heart, and then carefully examined the young man in front of him.

However, the opponent's aura was restrained, making it impossible to discern its depth, but that calm and composed demeanor was something that ordinary soul masters could not possess.

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"

Shi Nian snorted coldly, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes, and then slowly said, "Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish!"

Before he finished speaking, Shi Nian's soul power suddenly erupted, and the seven soul rings symbolizing his Soul Saint realm instantly appeared.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

The perfectly matched spirit rings shone with dazzling light, causing the air in the entire forest to distort at that moment.

A cold glint flashed in Canmeng Shinian's eyes, and he immediately formed hand seals and shouted, "Seventh Soul Skill, Nightmare True Form!"

In an instant, the surrounding space twisted again, and countless hideous illusions surged out from the void, accompanied by endless howls and wailing, as if to drag Lin Yuan into an endless abyss of nightmares.

However, Lin Yuan simply shook his head and sighed, "Stubborn and ignorant, it's nothing but trashy illusion. If you saw Chief Dream God's illusion, you might know the difference between the two of you." Lin Yuan put one hand behind his back, slowly raised his right hand, and with a light tap of his fingertip, an invisible wave instantly spread out.

Wherever it passed, illusions shattered like bubbles, and even Shi Nian's soul skills crumbled in an instant, seemingly unable to withstand such a powerful energy attack.

"what?!"

Shi Nian stared wide-eyed in disbelief as his soul skill was easily broken. Only then did he realize that the young man in front of him was probably far stronger than he had imagined.

"You...who are you?"

Shi Nian's voice trembled slightly, and he staggered back two steps, already harboring thoughts of retreating.

Lin Yuan smiled faintly, his eyes sharp, and said, "It's a bit too late to ask now."

After saying that, Lin Yuan flashed and appeared in front of Shi Nian in an instant. He lightly struck out with his palm, and the entire void trembled wildly at that moment.

However, Shi Nian had no time to react. He felt a tightness in his chest and was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and spitting out blood.

"Seal... Title Douluo?!"

At this moment, Shi Nian was terrified and finally understood the other party's identity. He struggled to get up, but found that his soul power had been completely suppressed and he could not move even a finger.

Lin Yuan slowly walked up to him, looking down at him: "Canmeng Shinian, your illusion magic is nothing special."

Shi Nian's eyes revealed endless fear, and his heart was filled with regret. He never expected that he would provoke a powerful expert at the Title Douluo level.

"Senior, spare my life! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness!"

Seeing that the other party had already decided to kill him, Shi Nian knelt on the ground with difficulty, kowtowing repeatedly towards Lin Che's position and begging for mercy.

Lin Yuan shook his head and said indifferently, "It's too late."

As the voice faded, Lin Yuan condensed a sharp soul force at his fingertips, and with a gentle flick, Shi Nian's body instantly turned into ashes and vanished into the world.

The streets returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, as if the fall of Canmeng Shinian was as simple as crushing an ant.

With the passing of Canmeng Shinian, a special bone appeared out of nowhere in this place.

It was a round bone, about three inches in diameter, shimmering with a faint seven-colored light, and looked like a miniature skull.

Looking at the soul bone that popped out in front of him, if he wasn't mistaken, it should be the one that Canmeng Shinian had snatched.

The Heaven Dou Empire's royal family originally intended to give the Soul Bone to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but they never expected to encounter the murderous and treasure-grabbing Canmeng Shinian.

Canmeng Shi Nian used illusions to cruelly murder the empire's soldiers and seize their soul bones to enhance his own strength.

Unexpectedly, he hadn't even released the Soul Bone's skills before becoming a dead soul under Lin Yuan's sword.

Perhaps even in death, Canmeng Shinian would still be unwilling to accept it.

Lin Yuan put away the soul bone he had just collected, turned around without looking back, and flew towards Ye Yao's residence.
　This is a Douluo Continent fanfiction featuring a face-slapping twist, where Tang San is tortured. Those who like this kind of thing can check it out.
　　
　
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