Douluo Continent: Who exactly is my father?

After watching Bo Feng leave, Sea Spear Douluo finally breathed a sigh of relief; the nightmare was finally over. Hopefully, this time, the young master can clear the level in one go. Being tricked like this again would be a death sentence!

After leaving the Sea Spear Pillar, Namikaze consumed the Dragon Leaf, restoring his depleted strength. Only two hours have passed since then.

The fifth test had a time limit of thirty-six hours, but Bo Feng wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he went to a reef, sat cross-legged, and began to recover his soul power...

The upcoming battles will be particularly arduous, and the next opponent will be Uncle Haihuan, who is skilled at creating illusions.

The wind must be fully prepared...

Meanwhile, in the City of Slaughter.

Tang San returned covered in blood after the battle.

Today's enemies are formidable. As his victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena increase, the opponents he encounters are mostly those who have won ten or even dozens of consecutive matches.

Therefore, Tang San always makes ample preparations for every battle.

I'm exhausted after a long day of fighting.

He was now incredibly haggard, with an unnamed fire burning within him. Given his circumstances, Tang San was already relatively normal.

When he opened the door...

……

……

He was stunned...

Hu Liena's clothes... delicate and smooth slender hands, long and fair legs, a pair of bright eyes that seemed to gaze into the distance, and the occasional hint of allure she exuded... Tang San already possessed the Purple Demon Eye...

Oh no, I saw something I shouldn't have...

Just as Tang San was about to leave, Hu Liena suddenly stepped forward and blocked his way.

Where are you going?

Hu Liena's extremely alluring voice pierced directly into Tang San's complex heart.

Tang San looked at him coldly and said indifferently, "If we are still friends, then I will trouble you..."

“Miss Hu Liena, I have no interest in you whatsoever, so please don’t bother me.”

Hu Liena scoffed, chuckling to herself...

"It doesn't mean anything to me?"

"Does it really mean nothing to me?"

"Then tell me, what just happened..."

What did you see?

Tang San: "!!!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Tang San slammed the door and left.

This wasn't the first time; Hu Liena rearranged her clothes to cover up the exposed skin.

Watching Tang San walk away, she smiled slightly. She was a persistent woman, and she wouldn't easily let go of the prey that was about to be caught.

Even with Tang San's strong willpower, what could be more fatal?

Can he handle it?

A Bloody Mary appeared in his hand without his noticing. The bright red liquid slowly went down his throat, and his eyes gained a captivating charm.

On Poseidon Island, Bofeng lazily stretched. After an hour of rest, his soul power and physical strength had been fully restored, and his physical condition was now at its best.

With his gaze fixed on the Sea Illusionary Holy Pillar not far away, Wave Wind sprouted eight spider spears from his back and flew rapidly toward the target location.

As one of the Seven Sacred Pillars Douluo, Uncle Haihuan, like Uncle Hailong, possesses a domain. He can plunge people into an endless dream, awakening the most painful past within their hearts.

As Bofeng flew, he suddenly noticed that the things before him were beginning to overlap. On the flat sea surface, a faint purple cloud began to spread. The Sea Illusionary Holy Pillar ahead was obscured by it, making everything in front of him completely invisible.

Bo Feng was shocked; Uncle Hai Huan had already activated his domain. Before long, he would be trapped in the illusion.

From childhood to adulthood, there seems to have been nothing that has ever truly troubled Bo Feng. Perhaps this illusion is of no use to him?

here it is?

The surrounding scene was extremely familiar...

"The Papal Palace?"

Bofeng looked around and realized that this was undoubtedly the Papal Palace.

Deeply shocked, Uncle Haihuan's illusions were becoming increasingly impressive. He never expected to find himself in the Papal Palace; he wondered what awaited him next.

Namikaze looked ahead and suddenly saw the throne at the very center of the Papal Palace.

A beautiful figure slowly appeared. She wore a purple dress, her graceful figure paired with a playful and lovely face, and her light purple hair was draped down her back.

"Dong'er?"

Namikaze was slightly taken aback. Could it be?

How did I fall into this illusion? The main purpose of Uncle Haihuan's illusion is to trap the enemy in their most painful past.

Why is it the Spirit Hall that's chosen to be my turn?

Moreover, Dong'er's expression looked terrifying...

She slowly descended from the throne and walked expressionlessly toward Namikaze.

As Bibi Dong drew ever closer, why did Namikaze feel a chill run down his spine?

No, this is an illusion!

Everything reflected was fake. Bo Feng took a deep breath, focusing intently. He wanted to see for himself what this imposter "Dong'er" was really up to.

"Tang Feng, you heartless bastard!"

Namikaze: "?"

His lips twitched slightly. Tang Feng?

That's all things that will be a long time from now. How could it be in this situation?

At the same time, Bibi Dong and her group, who were in the Sea God Temple, noticed that the water curtain in front of them was flashing purple light, without any projection of anything.

Ever since Bo Feng entered the illusion of Hai Huan Douluo, he has disappeared without a trace. No, Bo Feng has fallen into the illusion.

No matter how Poseidon tried, the water curtain in front of her remained blurry. Tang Chen frowned slightly, a feeling creeping in... that his son was in danger.

In the illusion, Bo Feng's heart raced as he watched Bibi Dong approach. She was now dressed in the same clothes she wore when they were in love in Xilu City.

Even Namikaze himself was puzzled?

Why would Uncle Haihuan's illusion reflect this thing?

Just as Bofeng was about to unleash the Light of the Sea God to break the illusion.

"puff!"

suddenly!

Bofeng was stunned. His chest felt both cool and hot, as if something was flowing out.

Looking down, he saw a purple spider spear that had pierced his chest completely.

Chapter Twenty-Five: The Truth of That Year

Death, death filled Bofeng's brain.

His breathing became rapid, and Bo Feng's consciousness began to blur. Barely supporting himself, he looked at Bibi Dong before him and demanded, "Dong'er, why...?"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, forcefully pulling the spider spear from Bo Feng's chest. Her eyes were filled with killing intent, and the shadow of the Death Spider Queen began to appear. She wanted to devour me.

wrong!

This is an illusion; it's not real at all!

"what!"

His chest felt as if it had been torn apart, exactly like the real scene. Illusion was reality, and reality was illusion.

Bofeng tried to get up, but the next moment, the poison of the Death Spider King had spread throughout his body. Not only was he weak, but even breathing became difficult. Was he going to die here today?

No!

"Wait!"

"Namikaze shouted loudly."

Bibi Dong paused slightly, stopping what she was doing.

Tell me, where have I wronged you?

Namikaze quickly used the Light of the Sea God. Although the Death Spider King was terrifying, it was no match for the Light of the Sea God. Immediately afterward, Namikaze's wounds began to heal rapidly, and the toxins were slowly being expelled from his body. He needed some time, and he had to buy that time himself.

Although he couldn't understand why Uncle Haihuan's illusion looked like this, he couldn't die here yet.

Bibi Dong remained silent, only a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes, a stark contrast to the woman she was thirty years ago.

One is gentle and tender, as for this...

I can't say anything good about Bofeng!

"You deceived my feelings and used them to kill countless Spirit Hall disciples. Don't you... deserve to die?"

Bibi Dong spoke viciously, the eight spider spears on her back flashing with an unusual purple light, as if they were about to devour her.

Namikaze: "..."

Did I deceive your feelings?

Ha ha……

You've already given me your child, why would I lie to your feelings?

This knock-off "Dong'er" is really no good, it's terrible!

Bofeng could feel that the poison of the Death Spider King was slowly fading, and the wound was half healed, but it would still take a little more time.

"When did I ever deceive your feelings? Besides, I've always been with the Clear Sky Sect, how could I possibly kill a disciple of the Spirit Hall?"

This buys him time; with just a little more, he can recover to his best condition, break the illusion, and return to reality.