Douluo Continent, I, Huo Yuhao, defy fate with my spiritual eyes.

With this in mind, Huo Yuhao couldn't wait to ask Electrolux.

"Teacher, is it possible for me to break Tang San's control over Wang Dong?"

Huo Yuhao's words were somewhat beyond imagination. A young man with only a remnant soul and no Soul Saint cultivation actually wanted to break the God King's control.

However, Electrolux fell into thought.

After a long silence, Electrolux spoke softly.

"That seems possible!"

The most important aspects of necromancy are mental strength and the methods of control, and Elex is a master of these, actually finding a way to break the deadlock.

As she explained her proposed method, the Snow Empress's head bone glowed slightly, triggering a natural deduction process that explored the possibilities of the solution.

The first step of this method is to detach Wang Dong's consciousness from this state, avoid Tang San's control, enter her mental sea, and communicate with Wang Dong.

"Breaking the control is difficult. The gap between our strength and that of the Sea God is too great. We need the cooperation of the consciousness master to do it."

Electrolux performed a magical ritual with a simple effect: to extract two consciousnesses and allow them to communicate within a single space.

This magic circle was considered a useless magic circle from the very beginning.

The inventors originally intended to create a magical ritual for stable long-distance communication, but as the distance increased, the stability decreased.

Thus, this magical ritual, which could only guarantee stable and effective communication within a hundred meters, came into being.

Unexpectedly, this ritual, which was considered utterly useless, has found a new use in the Douluo Continent. If the creator knew this, he would surely rest in peace.

He carried Wang Dong back to his dormitory, which was actually a detached house with a courtyard.

Since Huo Yuhao returned from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, he moved in and has been enjoying even better treatment than the elders.

Huo Yuhao took out the materials and set up a communication magic ritual. A grayish-white glint flashed in his eyes, and the magical elements in the air began to stir, causing the materials laid out on the ground to burn.

An attraction pulled at Huo Yuhao's consciousness, a slight force that he could easily break free of with just a little resistance.

Of course, Huo Yuhao would not resist, and he relaxed completely, doing his best to cooperate with the ceremony.

Seeing an opportunity to escape, Wang Dong's consciousness couldn't wait to follow the attraction and flee.

After a slight dizziness, Huo Yuhao found himself in a space.

Nothingness and chaos are the only themes.

There was no sky, no earth, only endless gray-white mist flowing slowly, swallowing all light and sound, isolating everything.

Huo Yuhao's consciousness floated silently here; he was the only anchor point in this space.

Not far in front of him, a faint outline was gradually becoming more distinct.

The interplay of light and shadow eventually coalesced into Wang Dong's familiar yet slightly unfamiliar face.

She looked around blankly, her beautiful pinkish-blue eyes filled with wariness and confusion.

Where is this place?

She remembered seeing Huo Yuhao on the street, and then two completely opposite wills were clashing wildly in the depths of her soul.

"Kill him!"

A stern and cold voice boomed in her mind, an unquestionable command.

"Get close to him and gain his trust!"

Another equally authoritative voice, but with a hint of gentleness, followed closely behind.

Two divine pronouncements, two completely different instructions, both originated from the same person.

This mental anguish almost drove her mad. Suddenly, she felt a sense of relief, and an attraction came to her. Just as she was eager to escape, she followed it.

Wang Dong fixed his gaze on Huo Yuhao, who was not far away, and immediately recognized the boy who occupied a large part of his memory.

Wang Dong's consciousness flickered violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

The chaos within the sea of ​​consciousness was subtly interfering with Wang Dong's self-awareness.

"Well!"

A painful groan escaped her lips, and she clutched her head with both hands, her face drained of color.

Huo Yuhao watched him quietly from a distance, without approaching.

Approaching the most authentic consciousness, he could clearly perceive the two contradictory divine powers originating from the same person tearing at Wang Dong's soul.

How sad.

Even one's own daughter can be treated as a tool whose programs can be programmed at will.

In order to achieve their goals, they even went so far as to issue contradictory instructions that could cause the program to crash.

This is the ruthlessness of God King Tang San!

After a long while, Wang Dong's trembling gradually subsided. He raised his head and looked at Huo Yuhao with mixed feelings.

"sorry"

His voice was soft, tinged with a sincere sense of guilt.

Previously, I couldn't interfere with the body's behavior, and even my emotions were forcibly corrected, but now I see the whole process again.

Huo Yuhao was completely targeted by his father, who wanted to manipulate him at will.

"I didn't do what happened before on purpose."

Huo Yuhao's expression remained unchanged.

"I know."

Those two simple words made Wang Dong tense up.

He knows! How much does he know? His identity? His background? His father?!

Huo Yuhao didn't beat around the bush.

"I want to make a deal with you."

He took a step forward, waved his hands, and the gray mist automatically dispersed to both sides, paving a wide road.

"I want you to join forces with me to rebel against your father!"

These words were like a thunderclap, exploding loudly in this deathly silent space.

Wang Dong's body stiffened abruptly, and his eyes, which had just regained their luster, were instantly filled with endless fear.

"You're insane!"

His voice became dry, ignoring the changes in tone caused by excitement, as if he were looking at a madman.

Their consciousness began to become unstable, and they drifted backward several meters.

"Rebel against him? Do you even know who he is? He's the most powerful being in the entire divine realm! A supreme being who can overlook countless planes! What makes you, a mere mortal, think you can defy him?"

But what he didn't notice was a faint, almost imperceptible hope deep within his own voice.

The fact that he stood up abruptly, seemingly excited before even hearing the news, was a tremor from his very soul.

However, his voice still trembled uncontrollably.

It was an imprint from the depths of the soul, a feeling of absolute awe and fear of Tang San instilled in one from childhood, the fear of a manipulated puppet towards its master.

Huo Yuhao looked at him without any expression.

"Isn't it enough that he tore your soul apart, used you as a tool to control me, manipulated my destiny at will, and tried to control my life?"

Wang Dong's breathing hitched, and his breath became somewhat disordered.

"He can sacrifice you without hesitation for his own plans. What are you, his daughter, in his eyes? He inflicts endless suffering on you at will! Are you really going to accept all of this?"

Huo Yuhao's voice was like a demon from hell whispering in your ear, carrying endless allure.

Wang Dong's face turned ugly, as if he had been exposed for what he least wanted to face.