Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 200 Seat of the Sea God (Divine Sense Version)

"Father..."

Huo Yuhao suddenly understood, realized, and his mind went clear, and the pent-up frustration in his heart disappeared: "Then you've had a pretty miserable life too."

At this point, he also recalled that brief heart-to-heart talk from the past.

The same loneliness... The only difference is that Wang Dong was never short of money along the way and lived a fairly comfortable life as a young lady.

"Is it tragic? Maybe."

Wang Dong scratched his head with a wry smile: "Moreover, I always feel that they seem to have tampered with my memories, and I can't recall anything from before my martial spirit awakened."

"...?"

Everyone suddenly paused: "Are you sure that's your home?"

"Amazing, right?"

Wang Dong shrugged indifferently: "Actually, I was quite curious at first, but I've come to terms with it now. Rather than caring about those people hiding in the shadows... it's better to care about the family and friends close at hand."

"Wang Dong."

Huo Yuhao beckoned to her with a somewhat serious expression: "Come here, let me see your spiritual sea."

As he made his move, Xiao Xiao emerged from his embrace, her eyes filled with worry.

She still remembers Wang Dong's story clearly; the many elements interwoven in it were nothing short of supernatural. She wonders what Wang Dong's mental state is like now.

"…it is good."

Wang Dong nodded with a gloomy look in his eyes and pressed his head against his hand.

"Teacher, I'm so sorry to have to ask for your help so soon."

Huo Yuhao activated his spiritual eye, opened the Eye of Destiny between his brows, and touched the gray mark left in his spiritual sea: "Do you have a way to help me explore her spiritual space?"

He had a deep impression of that divine sense that almost pierced through Wang Dong's soul. When he heard the other party say that there was a problem with his memory, Huo Yuhao immediately focused his suspicion on the divine sense.

But now, among all the beings he possesses who could rival a god, only Elder Yi stands out.

"It's her again?"

Having encountered this girl connected to the gods several times, Elder Yi, whose soul manifested in the sea of ​​consciousness, also became somewhat interested. He took out his staff and covered Huo Yuhao's sea of ​​consciousness with several layers of gray light arrays:
"These spells can transfer the damage you receive to the undead demiplane, but you must be careful not to have too many emotional fluctuations during the spell's duration, lest you break the state of tranquility."

"understand!"

Huo Yuhao nodded slightly: "Then next..."

"Leave the rest to me."

Old Yi looked solemn as he prepared for his first time facing a god: "But I need to borrow your spiritual power first."

Before figuring out the attitudes of those gods, it would be best for him, a god-level being from beyond the realm, not to reveal himself easily. Even when facing a wisp of divine consciousness that is separated from the divine realm by many barriers, he should be fully prepared.

"Boom~"

Elder Yi's spirit slowly descended and landed on the surface of the spiritual water, where ripples spread across the golden sea of ​​consciousness and the green ocean above his head, smoothing out the floating waves.

The next moment, the two seas of consciousness, which were like heaven and earth to each other, trembled violently under Huo Yuhao's gaze. Every wisp of spiritual power and every drop of spiritual water was combined into a whole under Elder Yi's control.

'Using all mental energy at once... but not to squander it, but to utilize it!'

Huo Yuhao's brow twitched slightly.

Compared to Elder Yi's current methods, all his previous mental attacks were like launching a soul-guiding array with a slingshot. Those were mental techniques far beyond his current level!
"Don't be in such a hurry. I will naturally teach you this technique once you have fully developed your spiritual consciousness. But for now..."

With a wave of his hand, Elder Yi's vast spiritual energy, under the influence of an invisible force field, suddenly converged and transformed into a floating, semi-transparent water sphere suspended in the air.

The golden spiritual energy and life force imbued with the aura of light intertwined, causing the water sphere to shimmer with a chemical pendulum-like brilliance.

"...Let me first slightly refine my mental energy."

Old Master Yi raised his staff and slammed it down heavily. Suddenly, the spiritual water sphere exploded into hundreds of layers, which overlapped and merged into one at the moment the staff was raised and slammed down, bursting out with rolling golden-green smoke.

Under this pressure, the tangible yet intangible spiritual power, which had already reached the middle stage, advanced further, revealing a material-like reality within the illusion.

And this is just the beginning.

The spiritual sea that Huo Yuhao had just emptied resounded with a series of booming sounds, repeatedly pressing down on the gradually shrinking and transforming spiritual power.

After only five times, that spiritual energy had shed its illusory brilliance and completely transformed into a substantial energy body. Then, through repeated forging and pressing, it continued to shrink, gradually turning into crystals, transforming into toughness, and becoming a substance resembling metal.

Until the end——

"Zheng~"

A golden staff shaped like a spear appeared before Huo Yuhao's eyes, its green patterns shimmering with an emerald luster, which was the life force forged into the staff.

"go with!"

Elder Yi pointed a finger, and the golden spear light instantly transformed into a stream of light, piercing through the membrane. However, his expression then became somewhat strange: "This..."

It wasn't just because they didn't suffer a backlash from their divine consciousness, but also because this mysterious girl's spiritual sea was truly—

"teacher?"

Huo Yuhao frowned.

"Ugh…"

Old Yi hesitated for a moment, then patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder and sent him into Wang Dong's spiritual sea: "Why don't you go in and see for yourself?"

"...Is this her sea of ​​consciousness?"

Upon arriving in this place, Huo Yuhao's first feeling was: confinement.

An extremely powerful force shrouded the surface of the Sea of ​​Spirit, merging with the spiritual barrier that isolated it from the outside world, transforming it into an almost impenetrable wall.

—But this characteristic seems to apply more internally, acting on Wang Dong's spirit itself.

"If this is a protective measure, why is it used internally?"

Huo Yuhao squinted and looked around. The spiritual spear that Elder Yi had previously blasted had landed in the center of the spiritual sea and was stuck on a strange blue-gold throne.

However, the throne seems to have been vacant for too long, and the light blue ripples that used to appear on its surface are showing signs of fatigue and are almost disappearing.

However, the lingering terrifying aura on it still made Huo Yuhao's eyes change: "It's almost the same as what I saw in the Mingdou Mountains!"

One can imagine that the wisp of divine consciousness that was once rooted in Wang Dong's mind was sitting high on the throne in slumber, waiting to be instantly revived when she faced a crisis, generating divine power to solve the problem.

Now, with the light spear thrown by Elder Yi piercing through the backrest, the last remaining trace of life on the throne is rapidly dissipating.

Finally, the throne, emanating a ghostly blue mist, exploded into dust with a 'bang' under the fluctuations of the sea of ​​consciousness, completely turning into nothingness.

At the same time, a pair of eyes high in the sky suddenly opened:
"Who is it?!"

(End of this chapter)