Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King stopped blindly swinging its weapon. It hovered in the center of the illusion, its golden eyes slightly narrowed, and began to perceive the surrounding space in a more detailed way.

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

No matter how focused he was, he couldn't discern the true boundaries from those meticulously crafted lights and shadows.

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. The reflection of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was mirrored in the mirror, hovering in a warm, deep blue sea, his golden eyes slightly narrowed, like a colossal beast scrutinizing an unknown prison.

Eva stood in front of the huge mirror, looking down at the slowly rotating figure reflected in it.

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 illusions. 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.

As long as Ariel completes the Sea God's inheritance before the Deep Sea Demon Whale King breaks free, she will no longer need to imprison him here.

Chapter 597 Qian Renxue

Although the brief battle between Eva and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was short-lived, 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 city of Wuhun, thousands of miles away.

The moment Eva clashed with the Deep Sea Demon 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 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, carrying the penetrating power unique to the rules of beauty, like spring water soaking the sand, silent yet unstoppable.

The force that fought against her was the complete opposite: frenzied, violent, and filled with the salty, pungent stench and fury of the deep ocean, like an underwater volcano that had been suppressed for millennia finally finding an outlet.

Qian Renxue acted without any hesitation.

Six golden wings suddenly unfurled from her back, their edges shimmering with tiny golden specks, illuminating the golden halo within the hall 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, 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 needed to check on Eva to make sure she was safe.

Behind Qian Renxue, the doors of the Papal Palace were also pushed open at the same moment.

Bibi Dong stood inside the door, her purple eyes slightly narrowed, her gaze fixed on the golden streak of light that was disappearing into the distance, and a cold smile slowly curved her lips.

She also sensed the divine battle in the direction of Bright Moon City, and she also sensed that one of the sides 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 against an unknown god. 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 the opportunity to control both the gods of the Fairy Tale Empire and the angel god in the Martial Soul Sect who has been reluctant to express his opinion.

Bibi Dong's figure flickered slightly outside the palace gate, transforming into a dark purple streak compressed to its 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 the mirror.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King still hovered in that meticulously woven illusion of the sea, its golden eyes slightly narrowed, like a giant beast scrutinizing an unfamiliar cage.

He kept trying.

He swung his sword, struck, and gathered divine power to repeatedly attack a certain point, trying to find the weakness in the illusion.

Eva could sense that the attempts were slowly but irreversibly eroding the structure of the illusion, but not very quickly. According to her initial estimate, it would take him a long time to break free.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King stopped in the illusory waters.

He closed his eyes, no longer swinging, no longer striking, no longer trying to tear apart the woven light and shadow and atmosphere.

Then the Deep Sea Demon Whale King opened its eyes.

His rage was like tens of thousands of underwater volcanoes ignited simultaneously, instantly engulfing his entire consciousness in a raging torrent of fury.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King no longer tries to find the boundaries of the illusion, no longer tries to decipher the carefully woven light and shadow, and no longer tries to use skill to fight skill.

He concentrated all his divine power, all his will, and all his anger into a single point at the same moment, and then released it in all directions simultaneously.

Dark blue divine power exploded from his body.

It was pure rage, unadulterated and devoid of any skill; it was the most primal, violent force, like the first storm at the beginning of time.

When the divine power struck the edge of the illusion, the meticulously woven light and shadow began to tremble violently, like sails swaying in a storm.

Then they started to break apart.

The deep blue of the sea was torn open with cracks, and the outline of the coral reefs disintegrated into countless tiny specks of light under the impact of the dark blue divine power. The warm golden sunlight was like a shattered mirror in the violent shockwave.

Click. Click. Click.

Outside the mirror, Eva watched as fine cracks appeared on the surface of the huge silver mirror at a visible speed, like ice being struck by a heavy hammer, the cracks spreading rapidly from the center to the edges.

Eva raised an eyebrow slightly and, without hesitation, her figure drifted back dozens of feet before the silver mirror shattered completely.

As she retreated, a pinkish-white mist surged from her palm, like smoke rising from a lit incense burner, rapidly closing in along the edge of the spreading crack.

The moment the mist touched the cracks, the spreading cracks slowed down abruptly, as if a torrent had been injected with a slowing agent.

But the cracking did not completely stop.

The roar of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King came from the mirror, piercing through the thinning boundary of the illusion.

The next instant, the entire silver mirror shattered with a crash.

The countless fragments, like ice shattered by an explosion, scattered in all directions as tiny specks of light, their silvery glow reflecting a dazzling brilliance in the twilight.

The figure of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King burst out from behind the shattered mirror, its body enveloped in a dark blue, violent divine power, like a ignited meteorite, carrying an almost unstoppable and terrifying aura.

His eyes gleamed with a faint crimson-gold light, and deep within those golden eyes seemed to be two flames burning at their most intense intensity, dancing wildly.

His voice was filled with a burning, molten anger: "You can't hold me."

His gaze locked precisely on Eva's location. Unlike before, the illusion's influence on him had greatly diminished; the silver aura that had once entwined around his senses like threads was thinning under the onslaught of the torrent of anger.

Eva raised an eyebrow slightly.

The figure of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King suddenly magnified in her vision, its movements so fast that they exceeded the tracking limits of the naked eye. His right fist was covered with a layer of solid dark blue scales, and the knuckles of his five fingers protruded like hard reefs that had been tempered countless times.

With an explosive force powerful enough to pulverize a mountain, it slammed straight into Eva's face.

Eva did not attempt to defuse the punch using the rules of beauty.

It was too close, so close that the silvery aura, like spring water, hadn't even had time to unfold before the attack, imbued with the pure law of rage, was already before her.

A silver mirror silently appeared before her, its surface as smooth as ever, reflecting the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's face, slightly distorted with rage.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's fist slammed solidly into the mirror surface.

The seemingly thick and solid silver mirror shattered the moment it touched the ground, turning into countless tiny silver specks that scattered in all directions, as fast as a silver flower that suddenly blooms and then quickly withers.

Eva appeared a few feet to his side, her deep purple dress tracing an elegant arc in the air before settling back down.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King suddenly turned around and swung his right fist again.

This time, his punches were even more ferocious than before. Dark blue divine power condensed into a solid energy membrane on his fist, with fine golden electric arc patterns wrapped around the edges.

Eva retreated again, her figure shifting lightly in mid-air like a willow catkin in the wind, allowing the fist carrying the power of thunder to graz the hem of her clothes.

While dodging, she observed the attack rhythm of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, feeling the changing direction of the divine power infused with the Law of Wrath in each strike.

His power, fueled by rage, was indeed more ferocious and impactful than before, but his openings during attacks also increased under the influence of anger.

Those subtle shifts and hesitations were precisely the space she could exploit.

Eva no longer simply dodges.

With a flick of her right hand, a silver arc of light shot from her fingertips, precisely slicing towards the inside of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's right elbow joint as he retracted his fist. The attack landed precisely on the defensive gap exposed when he exerted his power.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's figure shifted almost imperceptibly for a moment, forcing him to interrupt his subsequent combo.

Eva seized the opportunity.

A silver halo once again spread from her body like a drizzle, silently seeping towards the direction of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, attempting to rebuild the illusion of beauty that had been thinned by the Law of Wrath.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King snorted coldly, and dark blue divine power suddenly erupted from his body, shattering most of the approaching silver halos.

"The same trick won't work on me a second time."

But just as the Deep Sea Demon Whale King finished unleashing its defensive torrent and before its divine power could be retracted, Eva's next move arrived.

She deliberately shifted her right hand diagonally downwards by about a palm's width, causing the silver light blade that was about to take shape to deviate extremely slightly at the last moment before it was fully formed.

The deviation was so small that it would be almost imperceptible unless viewed by a deity.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's senses detected that skewed mark.

The silver blade of light presented him with a brief window of opportunity to retaliate.

His right fist suddenly accelerated at that moment, dark blue divine power condensed to its limit on his fist, carrying a terrifying force capable of cracking the body of a god, and accurately struck the gap created by the deflection.

Eva's body shifted slightly to the side just before being struck, but the fist, imbued with the law of rage, still grazed the air beside her, the resulting wind pressure tearing the sleeve of her deep purple dress.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's fist stopped just inches away from her body.

A longsword, its entire body shimmering with golden holy flames, was positioned precisely between the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's arm and Eva.

A ring of fine golden arcs of electricity exploded where the sword blade touched the dark blue scales, clashing violently with the surging law of rage, producing a piercing friction sound like metal grinding against metal.

Golden wings unfolded in the twilight, their tips swirling with tiny specks of light like molten gold.

Qian Renxue stood between Eva and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, her face ashen, her golden eyes fixed on the uninvited guest who exuded a violent aura.