Douluo Continent: My life is ruined, but I become stronger by taking on disciples.

Chapter 134 Mount, Emperor Tian

Lan Minghua swung his arm and slapped Di Tian on the head.

At the same time, he used the Dragon Control Technique from the True Dragon Treasure Technique.

In an instant, Di Tian felt that his body had lost control and was no longer his own.

"Human, what have you done to me!"

Di Tian roared in anger, but he was unable to control his thousand-foot-long dragon body and could only rage helplessly.

Lan Minghua turned over and sat cross-legged on the dragon head.

"I was originally planning to join forces with your soul beast clan to fight our way to the God Realm, but since you can't understand my words, I'll just have to grant your wish and use you as my mount."

Upon hearing this, Di Tian's enormous golden vertical pupils suddenly shrank to a slit, as if he had heard something terrifying.

"The realm of gods? You actually want to conquer the realm of gods?!"

The Soul Beast race harbors an irreconcilable hatred towards the God Realm.

Because of the fall of the Dragon God, the Soul Beast race lost its path to godhood.

The culprit behind the Dragon God's downfall, Di Tian, ​​was too weak and could only be blamed on the five Great God Kings.

In his eyes, it was the Asura God who ultimately ended the Dragon God's reign.

Upon hearing that Lan Minghua's enemy was also a dragonman, Di Tian immediately saw hope.

He had always hoped that the resurrected Soul Beast Princess Silver Dragon King could lead the Soul Beast race to regain its former glory.

"However, our lord is still asleep. Even if he recovers, he will not be a match for those god-kings in the divine realm in the short term. On the contrary, it will expose his location, allowing those god-kings to find a hiding place."

Di Tian's thoughts raced, wanting to use Lan Minghua to launch a counterattack against the God Realm.

Soon, he came up with a plan that he thought would win over Lan Minghua.

"Human, I can represent the Soul Beast race and join forces with you to attack the God Realm. However, you cannot continue to attack the Soul Beast race. I can make the strongest members of the Soul Beast race obey your orders. What do you think of this proposal?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Minghua merely chuckled and placed his palm on Di Tian's head.

"I've already given you many chances, but you still can't understand. Now I've changed my mind; I'm going to make you my puppet. That way, won't the Soul Beast race also obey my orders? Don't you think so, Beast God Di Tian?"

Upon hearing the words "Beast God Emperor Tian," Emperor Tian was completely dumbfounded.

He knew nothing about Lan Minghua's identity, but his own identity was revealed in a single sentence.

"How...how do you know my name?!"

Lan Minghua sensed Di Tian's restlessness. He couldn't very well say that Di Tian was a transmigrator; everyone who had read Douluo Continent knew him, right?

He was too lazy to waste any more words with Di Tian, ​​and the hand he placed on the dragon head emitted a faint blue light.

Double full hands, blue hands.

The blue hand of the dual-wielding expert can extract or alter memories, and can also imprint souls, forcing others to obey commands.

Di Tian caught a glimpse of a faint blue light above his head, and a sense of unease quickly spread through his heart.

However, his body was restricted by the Dragon Taming Technique, making him completely unable to resist. He was like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Helpless, he could only resort to verbal threats.

"Human, what do you want?! Since you know I am the Beast God, aren't you afraid I'll unleash a beast tide and fight you to the death?!"

He picked at his ear and wanted to laugh at the seemingly harmless danger he heard.

"You? You now? A beast tide? Don't even mention you, even your lord, the Silver Dragon King, if I wanted, she would be trampled on my head just like you!"

Without giving Di Tian a chance to refute, a terrifying aura was revealed.

In an instant, Di Tian's thousand-foot-long dragon body seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, making crackling sounds.

Di Tian's current strength is only at the demigod level. Without a divine position, he will ultimately be unable to become a god.

Lan Minghua's overall strength is that of a Supreme God King, several realms higher than his.

Controlling a demigod-level Di Tian is a piece of cake.

"Such power! How could someone on Earth possess such strength? Could he be a god?!"

Di Tian was dumbfounded, never expecting that there would be humans with such strength in the mortal world.

Lan Minghua patted Di Tian's head and said softly, "What difference does it make who you serve? Rather than serving your timid Silver Dragon King, you might as well be my mount."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand, which was pressing on Di Tian's head, burst forth with a blinding blue light.

Di Tian had no power to resist; his memories were altered, and a soul imprint was placed on him.

The alteration of memories is also very simple.

They simply changed the person Di Tian swore to be loyal to to the death to Lan Minghua himself, and that would be enough.

After all, Di Tian's dragon soul wasn't particularly powerful, making it very easy to modify.

As the blue light gradually dissipated, a trace of confusion flashed in Di Tian's enormous golden vertical pupils, before quickly returning to clarity.

At this moment, the anger and resentment in his eyes were gone, replaced by awe and obedience.

"Your Excellency."

Sensing Lan Minghua above him, Di Tian called out respectfully in a low voice.

Lan Minghua nodded in satisfaction and withdrew his hand from Di Tian's head.

He gently patted Di Tian's dragon head and laughed, "Very good. From now on, you will be my mount. Don't worry, you won't suffer if you follow me."

Di Tian lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "Yes, Your Majesty. I will obey your orders unconditionally; it is my duty."

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His memory has been altered, and absolute loyalty to Lan Minghua is etched deep within his soul.

Even if Lan Minghua asked him to commit suicide now, he would not hesitate.

Lan Minghua stood up and stretched.

Looking up at the sky, he muttered to himself, "Gods, gods, god kings, get your necks clean and wait. It won't be long before it's your turn."

Di Tian was startled when he heard Lan Minghua's whisper.

Although his memories were altered, his hatred for the divine realm remained deep in his heart.

When he heard Lan Minghua mention the God Realm, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, do you really intend to attack the God Realm?" Di Tian asked in a low voice.

Lan Minghua smiled slightly and looked down at Di Tian: "What, are you scared?"

Di Tian shook his head and said in a deep voice, "No, Master. The Soul Beast race and the God Realm have an irreconcilable feud. If Your Majesty is willing to lead us to attack the God Realm, Di Tian is willing to be the vanguard and follow you to the death!"

Lan Minghua nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, that's more like it. But let them continue to enjoy themselves for a while, then come with me to kill them and destroy their spirit."

Di Tian nodded without hesitation: "Yes, Your Majesty."

He obeyed Lan Minghua's orders without question.

Although Di Tian's dragon body still exudes a strong sense of oppression, several of his scales have been shattered by Lan Minghua, making it look less than aesthetically pleasing.

So he used the red hand of the Dual-Handed Technique to instantly heal Di Tian's injuries.

Then Lan Minghua looked at the location of Tiandou City and raised his arm.

"Let's go see what's going on!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Di Tian, ​​in his soul beast form, carried Lan Minghua and soared into the sky, while the Silver Dragon King...

Sorry, he's forgotten now.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Dou Empire, in Heavenly Dou City.

Hundreds of thousands of troops were crammed into Tiandou City, each with a tense expression, as if they were on guard against something.

Above Tiandou City, two figures stood suspended in mid-air.

It was Yunshan and Wu Song.

They looked down at the army below as if they were lambs to the slaughter.

Yunshan glanced at the sun and said, "Wu Song, it's getting late, you should stretch your muscles."

"Ah, I've been waiting impatiently for ages!"

Before Wu Song finished speaking, he swooped down towards the army on the ground like a meteor.

The general of the army on the ground was a Soul Saint. Suddenly, he felt a series of whooshing sounds coming from the air.

He immediately shouted, "Enemy attack!"

(End of this chapter)