Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends.

Wherever the torrent passed, space was slightly distorted, emitting a faint buzzing sound like glass being crushed.

Eva's eyes brightened slightly.

She needs to feel the power of other gods, and to understand how those authorities, though of the same origin as her, manifest themselves in battle.

The power that the Deep Sea Whale King was displaying at that moment was exactly the type she needed to sense.

This time, she didn't use a barrier to block the attack.

She raised her right hand, her slender fingers making a light stroke in the air.

A silver arc of light shot out from her fingertips, like a wisp of moonlight scattered by the wind, and crashed head-on into the raging dark blue torrent.

There was no loud noise.

The moment the silver arc of light touched the torrent, it was like a thread thrown into the rapids, silently cutting into the core of the torrent and then beginning to spread outward from the inside.

The silver halo spread outwards along the energy veins of the torrent, enveloping, soaking, and permeating layer by layer.

The violent dark blue light began to soften in the area covered by the silver halo. The originally surging energy particles gradually slowed down, stabilized, and rearranged, as if a storm had been soothed.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King felt something seeping into his attack from within. The silver halos were touching his core of divine power in a way he couldn't understand, a realm his authority had never touched before.

He suddenly tightened his grip, severing the supply of the beam of light from its source, and then vanished from the spot in a flash.

Eva's eyebrows twitched slightly. She could sense that the aura of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King had vanished from her perception lock in that instant, and then reformed a few feet behind her.

The Deep Sea Whale King's right hand was covered with a layer of solid, dark blue scales, and the tips of his five fingers gleamed like quenched metal, carrying a terrifying power capable of tearing through space as he fiercely grabbed down at Eva's back.

This attack was completely different from the energy attack just now.

It is a pure physical attack, the crystallization of the deep-sea whale king's body tempered over hundreds of thousands of years, containing no energy form that can be decomposed or transformed by the rules of beauty.

His idea was simple: if the energy attack could be neutralized, then he would defeat her directly with his physical body.

Eva did not turn back.

Just as the Deep Sea Whale King's claws were about to touch her back, the light around her suddenly swirled, like a petal being gently blown by the wind, making its final unfolding before closing.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's claws pierced through the light.

Then he realized he hadn't grasped anything.

Just before he struck her, Eva's figure shattered silently, like a reflection in water scattered by the wind, turning into countless tiny silver specks that drifted in all directions.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's pupils contracted slightly.

An illusion. This is an illusion.

He turned around abruptly, his mental energy spreading out in all directions like a tidal wave, trying to pinpoint Eva's true location.

But everything he perceived was slightly shifting at different frequencies, like a repeatedly refracted image space. No matter how he focused, he could not touch the true core.

“Your Highness,” Eva’s voice came from not far away, still carrying that unhurried smile, “your power is indeed very strong. But in this realm covered by beauty, not all powers can reach the places they want to reach.”

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's gaze swept in the direction of the sound, but he only saw a patch of slowly flowing air and a layer of twilight tinged with pale gold by light and shadow.

He could feel his patience being worn down layer by layer.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger in his heart.

He closed his eyes, no longer trying to track Eva's location with his gaze, but instead focused his mental energy on a radius of several feet around him, sensing every subtle change in energy in the surrounding space.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's mental power is like a taut drumhead; any slight touch will leave a clear mark on his perception.

Then he felt it.

About three zhang behind him, there was an extremely subtle fluctuation of energy, like ripples on the surface of water blown by the wind.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King suddenly opened its eyes and turned in that direction like lightning.

As he turned, his right claw had already gathered power. Dark blue scales layered on his palm, gleaming like quenched metal, and with the extreme explosive power honed by hundreds of thousands of years of physical tempering, it fiercely grabbed down at the spot where the ripples were.

This time, he caught it.

His five fingers gripped Eva's wrist precisely, pulling her forcefully out of the void.

Eva's expression changed slightly for a moment, a faint hint of surprise flashing in her emerald eyes, as if she hadn't expected him to pinpoint her location in this way.

Then, that composed smile returned to the corners of her mouth.

"Caught it." The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's voice was deep and rumbling, like thunder rising from the depths of the seabed.

But the next moment, his arm suddenly stiffened.

He looked down.

Eva's right hand had somehow ended up on his forearm.

Long, slender, fair fingers gently landed on the skin covered with dark blue scales, the movement so light it was as if touching a fragile treasure.

A layer of extremely soft silver light seeped from her fingertips into the skin of the Deep Sea Whale King, silently spreading upwards along his meridians.

The moment the halo touched his meridians, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King felt a sensation he had never experienced before.

His anger was being gently enveloped by something; the surging power was like a rapid current injected with a buffer, slowly losing its blood-pumping sharpness.

A deep sea appeared before his eyes.

That was a scene deep in his memory, the original appearance of the Demon Whale Sea, before he became a god, with his wife by his side and his daughter playing in the distant coral reefs.

The seawater was a warm, deep blue, and light filtered down from the distant water, turning everything into a warm gold.

The images flowed slowly through his senses, carrying an irresistible sense of tranquility.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's brow furrowed sharply. He felt something gently tugging at his consciousness, as if an unseen hand was trying to divert his attention from the battle.

He suddenly swung his arm, shaking Eva's fingers off his forearm, and retreated several feet, creating distance again.

"What did you do?" His voice was even colder than before, with an extreme sense of vigilance in his tone.

Eva straightened up, gently moving her wrist that had been gripped. Her emerald eyes reflected the increasingly tense face of the Deep Sea Whale King: "It was just that Your Highness saw some beautiful things."

She had roughly figured out the strength of the Deep Sea Whale King.

His power was indeed immense, and it was unrealistic for her to completely suppress him in a short time by confronting him head-on with the power of her beauty.

But she doesn't need to suppress him directly.

All she had to do was keep him trapped, trapped long enough, until Ariel finished her divine test.

Eva raised her right hand, spread her fingers, and then slowly closed them.

Countless mirrors emerged from the void. They varied in size and shape, some as small as a palm, others as large as a city gate, surrounding the Deep Sea Demon Whale King from all directions.

Each mirror reflects the surrounding space, yet a subtle shift in light and shadow appears at the edges.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's gaze swept across the mirrors, where he could see countless reflections of himself overlapping and intertwining, like fragments of an image that had been repeatedly split and reassembled.

"Goodbye, Your Highness."

Eva's voice came from outside the mirror array, carrying a hint of composure, like that of someone about to pull in a net.

The next moment, all the mirrors lit up at the same time.

Silver light emanated from the surface of each mirror, intertwining, overlapping, and merging, like countless lamps lit simultaneously, illuminating the area where the Deep Sea Whale King resided as if it were daytime.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King attempted to break through the light the moment it appeared, but when his figure touched the silver light screen at the edge of the mirror, he was gently pushed back by an invisible yet irresistible force.

Then the scene before his eyes began to change.

The once clearly visible outlines of Bright Moon City are becoming blurred; the paintings that were once bathed in sunlight as if diluted by water are beginning to melt, deform, and recombine at their edges.

When he could see his surroundings again, he found himself standing in an unfamiliar sea.

The seawater was a warm, deep blue, and light filtered down from the distant surface, turning everything a warm gold. In the distance, the outlines of coral reefs could be seen, swaying gently in the flowing water.

This is the deep sea hidden in the depths of his memory.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's brows furrowed sharply. He raised his right hand, and dark blue divine power condensed into a sharp blade of light in his palm, which he then swung down fiercely towards the seawater in front of him.

The light blade encountered no resistance as it sliced ​​through the seawater; the seawater in front of it was cut open, only to close again a moment later.

He sensed the presence of power; the divine power surging within him had not been sealed or weakened, but remained intact in his meridians.

But his attack had no effect.

He could not break free from this illusion.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King stopped attacking blindly. He hovered in the center of the illusion, his golden eyes slightly narrowed, and he began to perceive the surrounding space in a more refined way.

But Eva's divine status and power were already above his, and the illusion he was in was a pseudo-real space that had been repeatedly superimposed.

No matter how focused he was, he couldn't discern the true boundaries from the meticulously woven light and shadow and atmosphere.

Outside the illusion, the countless mirrors that once covered the entire sky have disappeared.

Only one side remained, as massive as a city gate, its surface shimmering with fine silver light. Reflected in the mirror was the image of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, who floated in a warm, deep blue sea, his golden eyes slightly narrowed, as if he were scrutinizing an unknown, corrupted creature.

Eva stood in front of the huge mirror, looking down at the figure slowly turning in the mirror.

She knew that this illusion could not hold the Deep Sea Demon Whale King for long. The nature of the Law of Wrath was inherently incompatible with the illusion. When he was truly enraged to the extreme, the destructive force originating from the source could indeed tear apart the boundaries of the illusion.

But all Eva needs is time.

If Ariel has completed the Sea God's legacy before the Sea King breaks free, then she won't need to keep him locked up here anymore.

Chapter 597 Qian Renxue

Although the brief battle between Eve and the Deep Sea Whale King lasted only a short time, it was like a boulder thrown into a deep pool, and the ripples it created were spreading outward at a speed that no one expected.

The Martial Soul City, thousands of miles away.

The moment Eva clashed with the Deep Sea Whale King, two gazes were cast towards the northern horizon from two different directions of Wuhun City almost simultaneously.

Deep within the offering hall, Qian Renxue suddenly opened her eyes.

Those eyes, imbued with golden divine power, clearly reflected the colliding divine energy waves in the distance, like two volcanoes ignited simultaneously, intersecting, tearing apart, and bursting forth with light like shattered stars in the void.

It is a war of gods.

She recognized the attribute of one of the auras. It was Eva's power, gentle yet omnipresent, with the penetrating power unique to the laws of beauty, like spring water soaking the sand, silent yet unstoppable.

The force that fought against her was the complete opposite: frenzied, violent, and carrying the salty stench and rage of the deep ocean, like an underwater volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years finally finding an outlet.

Qian Renxue acted without hesitation.

Six golden wings suddenly unfurled from behind her, their edges shimmering with tiny golden specks of light, illuminating the hall with a golden glow as if it were daytime.

Her figure vanished from the depths of the temple in the next instant, transforming into a golden streak compressed to its extreme and as fast as a stream of light, shooting straight toward the northern horizon.

She didn't know who the other divine aura belonged to; she only knew that Eva was battling a god. And she had to go and check if Eva was safe.

At the same moment, the doors of the Papal Palace were pushed open behind Qian Renxue.

Bibi Dong stood inside the door, her purple eyes slightly narrowed, her gaze fixed on the receding golden streak, a cold smile slowly curving her lips.

She also sensed the divine war in the direction of Bright Moon City, and she also sensed that one of the parties was Eva.

But unlike Qian Renxue, her first reaction was not to rush to the rescue, but a weighing of options that quickly took shape in her mind.

It was a battle between gods.

Eva is fighting an unknown god, and regardless of who wins or loses, one side will inevitably expend a great deal of divine power.

After that, a weakened god will become vulnerable.

If Eva wins, she will be in a state of excessive depletion of divine power.

In order to save her, Qian Renxue will definitely expend a considerable amount of her power to assist in the battle.

At that time, she might have a chance to control both the gods of the Fairy Tale Empire and the angel god in the Martial Soul Sect who is reluctant to express his opinion.

Bibi Dong's figure flickered slightly outside the palace gate, transforming into a dark purple stream of light compressed to the extreme, and swept northward in the direction where Qian Renxue disappeared.

Two streaks of light, one after the other, left two slender trails in the sky above Wuhun City, tinged with pale gold by the sunlight.

No one noticed their existence, like two drops of ink merging into the river, silently blending into the northern sky tinged with twilight.

Bright Moon City.

Eva stood in front of the huge mirror, her emerald eyes reflecting the slowly rotating figure in it.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King still floated in that meticulously woven illusion of water, its golden eyes slightly narrowed, like a whale scrutinizing a strange, broken wooden cage.

He kept trying.