DD Black White [217-219] (Patreon)

Chapter 217: Special Assault on the Sun God

"Boom!" 

With a thunderous crash, the massive Nether White Tiger was struck hard, sent flying backward and crashing through a swath of trees.

As the martial soul fusion dissolved, Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu's battered figures were exposed.

Around them, their second team members—Xie Huanyue, Cui Yajie, Zhou Sichen, Cao Jinxuan, and others—had all been frozen into statues of ice.

"Huo Yuhao!" Dai Huabin struggled to his feet, rage burning in his eyes as he glared at Huo Yuhao, who advanced on him step by step.

"Dai Huabin, look at you now. Too bad this is just a simulated universe—otherwise, I'd really let you taste what my teammates can do."

Huo Yuhao's face twisted with malice. He stomped hard on Dai Huabin's head, grinding it mercilessly into the ground.

"Huabin!" Zhu Lu, furious at Dai Huabin's humiliation, tried to rise and save him.

But in the next instant, black-red Blue Silver vines rapidly wrapped around her, hoisting her up high.

Whether intentional or not, Zhu Lu's hands were lifted above her head by the vines, which snaked over her body, accentuating her already alluring figure.

"I never noticed before, Zhu Lu—you're actually pretty good looking. What a shame you chose the wrong man."

Huo Yuhao hooked Zhu Lu's chin with a finger, his tone mocking, deliberately provoking Dai Huabin.

"Let her go!" Dai Huabin trembled beneath Huo Yuhao's foot, roaring in fury.

"Are you talking to me?" Huo Yuhao pressed down harder, pushing Dai Huabin's head deeper into the ground.

"Let them go!"

Just then, Xu Sanshi, Wang Dong'er, and others arrived. Even though they didn't like Dai Huabin, they intervened immediately.

"Perfect timing. Last time I let you escape, but this time, it won't be so easy." Huo Yuhao's eyes sharpened, a dark-red gem appearing on his brow—he was about to get serious.

Although he hadn't fully mastered the gem's power, he could already wield the authority of consciousness.

The power of the evil gem lay in controlling brain signals, creating illusions, manipulating attack strength, damage—every detail so real that the enemy's mind believed it.

If an enemy's mind accepted death, their body became nothing but a breathing shell.

As Huo Yuhao unleashed the power, a massive Ice Jade Empress Scorpion materialized, unleashing a frigid storm that instantly turned the area into a frozen hell.

The oppressive aura of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast filled the air, causing Wang Dong'er and the others to freeze—not just from the pressure, but the bone-chilling cold.

Of course, Huo Yuhao couldn't truly summon a hundred-thousand-year soul beast—this scorpion was a simulated illusion, but so real it was indistinguishable.

As long as Wang Dong'er and the others believed it was real, it could exert the full power of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.

That was the Authority of Sentience—power over consciousness itself.

Facing a seemingly real hundred-thousand-year soul beast, Xiao Xiao and the rest were shocked beyond belief.

It was all too realistic, and with Huo Yuhao's drastic transformation and their ignorance of the Authority of Sentience, they fell for the illusion instantly.

Everyone struggled in the freezing storm, suffocated by the beast's ferocity.

At that moment, a golden trident mark appeared on Wang Dong'er's brow, and a surge of divine pressure erupted.

As soon as the golden trident appeared, Huo Yuhao's expression changed dramatically. His simulated scorpion shattered, his spirit was struck, and he coughed up blood.

At the same time, his sealed host personality seized the chance to attack the seal, causing him more pain.

"Holy Son, are you alright?" Huo Yuhao's illusion was indiscriminate—even his own Holy Spirit Church teammates fell under its sway.

Their awe for his power only grew. Seeing him wounded, Yan Feng hurriedly asked with concern.

"I'm fine. Let's go!" Huo Yuhao shot a wary glance at the golden trident mark on Wang Dong'er's brow, his face dark.

Before Wang Dong'er and the others could break free of the illusion, he led the Holy Spirit Church team in retreat.

He'd suffered a major setback and needed somewhere quiet to reinforce his seal—he couldn't risk letting his host personality fight back.

So he didn't take the opportunity to eliminate Wang Dong'er's team, but chose to withdraw.

The others might not understand, but they now followed Huo Yuhao's lead without question.

However, their luck seemed poor—on their way toward the island center, they ran into the Spirit Hall team.

The moment Qian Renxue saw them, she sensed the evil aura from Yan Feng and the others and showed her disgust.

As the future Angel God, Qian Renxue's sensitivity to evil soul masters far surpassed even Ye Guyi's. If Ye Guyi could spot hidden evil soul masters, Qian Renxue had no trouble at all.

"You filthy, disgusting lot—receive judgment!" If it were only a matter of evil aura, Qian Renxue wouldn't judge them outright; after all, she'd seen evil martial souls before, such as Ghost Douluo's, and Spirit Hall wouldn't label them evil without evidence.

But she could clearly sense the wailing souls and thick scent of blood on Yan Feng and the others—it was obvious they not only had evil spirits but were also guilty of countless crimes.

So, without hesitation, Qian Renxue summoned a beautiful angelic phantom behind her, raised her Angelic Holy Sword, and brought down a massive sword of light.

Qian Renxue acted so decisively that even Hu Liena and the others were stunned, not to mention Yan Feng's group.

Bathed in holy radiance and battle hymns, Yan Feng, Tang Dai, and the others felt their soul power and martial souls suppressed, unable to unleash even half their strength.

"Damn it, a Seraphim martial soul? Wasn't that clan wiped out?" As an evil soul master, Yan Feng knew exactly what this meant.

But weren't the angels nearly extinct? Where did this Seraphim come from?

The shock rippled not just through Yan Feng's team but also through Holy Spirit Church's upper echelons watching, including their leader Zhongli Wu.

Though Holy Spirit Church had developed ways to resist the countering effects of light and thunder, they had no answer to the divine attribute of the Angel martial soul.

Fortunately, there were few angels left on the continent—especially the overwhelmingly powerful Seraphims—so they'd never worried much.

But now, confronted with a real Seraphim, Zhongli Wu was rattled.

He knew well the power of the Seraphim, especially its suppression of evil soul masters.

Just look at Yan Feng's team—none of them weak, yet all were suppressed by Qian Renxue alone.

If not for Huo Yuhao, Holy Spirit Church's team would already have lost to her.

A team once favored to win the championship was now helpless before Qian Renxue—this was truly a Special Assault on the Sun God.

Before Qian Renxue, even a Title Douluo-level evil soul master would have to think twice about withstanding the Angelic Holy Sword.

Huo Yuhao's expression was a sight to behold.

Tang Ya and Yan Feng were on par with Qian Renxue, but their attacks couldn't get close to her at all.

Bathed in holy light, Tang Ya and Yan Feng's bodies ignited in sacred flames, forcing them to burn soul power just to resist.

Yet when the light touched Huo Yuhao, he felt nothing—no burning, no need to spend soul power resisting.

With his mutated blood-red eyes, Huo Yuhao observed that the flames were burning the evil aura on Yan Feng and Tang Ya, the result of their wicked cultivation methods.

He had never cultivated with evil techniques, so he had no such aura, unlike Yan Feng and Tang Ya.

Thus, they were completely countered—not only was their soul power weaker than Qian Renxue's, but the Seraphim martial soul overwhelmed them.

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth. If he didn't act, the whole team would fall to a single woman.

"Ice Empress's Wrath!" Huo Yuhao unleashed his trump card—a jade-green beam of freezing cold shot toward Qian Renxue, freezing everything in its path.

In response, Castorice swung her scythe, ripping the void open. The Death Dragon Polyx's head emerged, breathing purple death onto Huo Yuhao's attack.

Purple death met jade-green ice in a massive explosion, death and frost ravaging the battlefield.

"Roar!" Yan Feng transformed into a bone dragon, fusing with its phantom and charging Qian Renxue with the might of a true martial soul body.

"Die!" Qian Renxue's expression was calm, her soul rings shining. The Divine Sword, blazing like the sun, slashed down.

A golden flash—and Yan Feng froze, a golden line splitting his brow. He was cleaved in two.

Seeing Yan Feng slain in a single blow, Tang Dai and the others were terrified. Already suppressed by the holy aura, unable to use half their strength, they were utterly routed.

"Damn it, retreat!"

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, summoning the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion martial soul. The giant scorpion exhaled freezing breath, instantly icing the air.

In a flash, the surrounding trees froze. Even Qian Renxue and Castorice had to split attention to resist the cold.

While Huo Yuhao's Ultimate Ice couldn't threaten Qian Renxue or Castorice, it was overwhelming for Hu Liena and the others.

Qian Renxue's Seraphim wielded holy, light, and fire attributes, and as a god-gifted soul, she was even stronger than most Ultimate martial souls.

Even the powerful Ice Jade Empress Scorpion couldn't threaten her; any freezing aura was instantly burned away by her holy flames.

But Hu Liena and the others were gradually encased in ice, on the verge of being completely frozen.

Chapter 218: Wang Dong'er and Tang San

Holy Spirit Church's team, battered by Qian Renxue and Castorice's combined assault, suffered devastating losses and could only flee, pursued relentlessly.

If Qian Renxue hadn't needed to look after Hu Liena and the slower team members, she might have chased Huo Yuhao to the ends of the earth.

"Just my luck!" Huo Yuhao punched a tree in frustration, leaving a deep dent in the trunk.

He glanced at Tang Ya, who was also gravely wounded, unable to hide his dismay.

A glaring golden sword mark marred Tang Ya's chest, nearly piercing her heart. The holy power within continued to purify her soul power, leaving her ever weaker.

Besides Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya, the rest of Holy Spirit Church's team had been picked off and eliminated.

Qian Renxue's pursuit was relentless; it took all Huo Yuhao's cunning to escape with Tang Ya.

On paper, Holy Spirit Church's team was strong—potentially championship caliber—but they'd run into Qian Renxue, leaving Huo Yuhao deeply frustrated.

Just then, a flash of golden light streaked by. Huo Yuhao's expression changed as a layer of diamond-like ice instantly encased him, just barely deflecting a golden needle attack.

"Dragon Beard Needle!" Huo Yuhao's face darkened.

If not for his sharp senses, that needle would have struck home. As a fellow Tang Sect disciple, he knew how deadly it could be.

Tang San emerged from behind a boulder, killing intent in his eyes, with Zhu Zhuqing and others fanning out to encircle them.

Huo Yuhao cursed his carelessness—having been on the run, his mental energy was spent, and he hadn't scanned the area with spiritual detection, falling into a trap.

"Bastard, now it's your turn! Today, Xiao Wu will make you pay!" Xiao Wu charged at Huo Yuhao, her attacks a furious, deadly storm.

Though exhausted, Huo Yuhao was no pushover, using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and spiritual detection to evade even Xiao Wu's fiercest blows.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing joined in, black claws slashing at Huo Yuhao.

Tang San's killing intent was so intense that even Oscar and Ning Rongrong shivered with fear.

After Tang San's resurrection, they'd learned the whole story from Xiao Wu, and their anger at Huo Yuhao was overwhelming.

They'd been waiting for this chance—seeing Holy Spirit Church routed by Qian Renxue, they moved in for the kill.

Tang Ya, gravely wounded, stayed silent and motionless. But when Huo Yuhao was attacked, she responded.

She raised her arm, and black-red Blue Silver vines erupted from the ground, sweeping toward Tang San's group.

A dying camel is still bigger than a horse—even badly injured, Tang Ya's strength was formidable. Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun went on full alert, activating their martial souls and unleashing soul skills.

But Tang San's eyes were fixed on Huo Yuhao, controlling his own Blue Silver vines to trap him.

Though it was kicking someone when they were down, neither Huo Yuhao nor Tang Ya were easy opponents—the battle quickly escalated.

Outside the simulation, Huo Yuhao could have summoned undead from his Demiplane of Undeath.

But in the simulated universe, there was no such thing. He couldn't connect to his demiplane, and the simulation wouldn't conjure one for him.

Just as Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi couldn't borrow the power of their gods, Huo Yuhao couldn't call on his undead army here.

Otherwise, if he had the demiplane, he could summon a disaster legion and win the match outright—far too unbalanced.

In this situation, both the exhausted Huo Yuhao and the wounded Tang Ya quickly found themselves at a disadvantage.

Tang San showed no mercy—the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around his Clear Sky Hammer, striking Huo Yuhao in the chest with crushing force.

At that very moment, Wang Dong'er, who had tracked them down, saw Huo Yuhao blasted away and coughing blood.

"Yuhao!" Without thinking, she hurled her Clear Sky Hammer at Tang San, sending him flying and coughing blood just like Huo Yuhao.

"San-ge!" Xiao Wu's eyes turned red as she instantly teleported to Wang Dong'er, aiming a deadly kick at her head.

"Xiao Ya!" Meanwhile, Bei Bei, recently revived, saw Tang Ya surrounded and unleashed a thunder dragon's roar.

The raging lightning dragon surged toward Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

Wang Dong'er's power far surpassed Xiao Wu's at this point. Though caught off guard by the sudden teleportation, she quickly grabbed Xiao Wu's ankle and instinctively slammed her into a tree.

Xiao Wu spat blood and turned deathly pale.

Only then did Wang Dong'er see Xiao Wu's face, and a strange guilt and unease welled up in her.

…

"Pfft!" 

In the distance, Lu Jingming, who'd been watching all along, spat out his drink in surprise.

He watched the chaos with a peculiar expression—especially seeing Wang Dong'er slam Tang San and beat up Xiao Wu, he couldn't help but spat his drink.

Though these were alternate-universe versions, and technically unrelated, Lu Jingming found the scene hilarious.

He wondered how Wang Dong'er would react if she knew who she'd just beaten up.

But due to the cognitive interference from the Fenghuang Down, Wang Dong'er and the others couldn't recognize their real opponents.

So, in this chaos, the Shrek Academy of ten thousand years later ended up pummeling the Shrek Academy of ten thousand years ago.

The power gap was huge—Tang San's group was no match for Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and the others, not to mention the Clear Sky Sect joining in. The battle quickly turned one-sided.

Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and the rest were soon eliminated, and even Tang San, in his anger and unwillingness, was finished off by Wang Dong'er's Butterfly God Slash.

"Yuhao!" After defeating Tang San's group, Wang Dong'er turned anxiously to Huo Yuhao, desperate to ask what had happened.

But Huo Yuhao only gave her a cold response.

Knowing the situation was hopeless, he chose to withdraw from the match.

Following him, Tang Ya also withdrew, under Bei Bei's emotional gaze.

"What on earth is going on?" Bei Bei clutched his head in pain and confusion.

His junior brother seemed like a completely different person—cold and heartless. Tang Ya, too, seemed to have forgotten him, leaving him feeling utterly lost.

All these changes were hard to accept.

"Don't worry too much, Bei Bei. At least we know they're alive—that's good news, right?"

Xu Sanshi sighed and patted Bei Bei's shoulder in comfort.

"Yeah, at least they're alive. That's enough." Xiao Xiao also murmured, as if reassuring herself.

"Someone's coming!" Jiang Nannan suddenly warned, spotting another team nearby.

"Familiar faces—maybe we should just eliminate them!"

Meng Hongchen, spotting the Shrek Academy team, immediately suited up with her ice-blue soul armor and drew her swords, ready to fight.

"Shrek Academy—always rivals!" Xiao Hongchen smiled.

As students of Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineering Academy, they'd always been at odds with Shrek.

"Let's clear the field!" Robin clasped her hands, singing a melodious song.

With her soul skill, Wang Qiu'er's team's aura surged—a full rank higher.

…

"Looks like it's ending soon." Lu Jingming glanced at the map—Shrek, Clear Sky, and St. Freya's second team were all converging in the final circle.

Other teams were heading that way too.

A grand melee was about to begin—but who would have the last laugh?

…

"Sister Jinhsi, should we join in?" The Earth Dragon Sect was also in the survival tournament, led by Nan Qiuqiu.

Now allied with Haiyuan City, they had no reason to refuse Jinhsi's invitation.

Really, they'd entered for experience. Prizes were nice, but they knew they had no chance to win.

But with Jinhsi's help, their fighting power was now considerable.

"Of course we'll join! How could I miss the fun?"

A lively, mischievous girl stood hands on hips, eyes sparkling with anticipation, fixed on the battlefield.

Chapter 219: The Final Circle

The lively, excited girl was Xu Tianzhen, representing Sun Moon Empire's Mingdu Academy in the survival tournament.

As a Sun Moon princess, she was gifted—her martial soul was the Sun, and she was already a Soul King, about Nan Qiuqiu's age.

At first, she was determined to win it all, but after losing to Jinhsi and joining her alliance, she was happy to be part of the team.

"We've made it to the final circle—let's go all out!" Jinhsi saw everyone eager for battle and didn't stop them.

After all, they were young. Hiding to the end just wasn't realistic.

She herself wanted to win, but wouldn't force it.

"Here's a little greeting! Ready?" Xu Tianzhen called to her Mingdu Academy teammates.

"Ready, big sis!" They quickly assembled a huge soul tool cannon—a Level 7 Thunder Cannon, a treasure from a high-tier supply point.

Its power was immense—enough to match a full attack from a Soul Douluo.

But it took time to assemble and prepare, making it almost useless in sudden encounters.

Here, though, it was perfect—maybe they'd wipe out half the fighting teams in the center.

Lightning gathered, and a massive cannonball shot toward the center.

At the same time, a huge fire shell from the other side also targeted the center.

"Someone's playing dirty!" March 7th, who wasn't fighting, saw both shells coming and quickly used her soul skills to shield Wang Qiu'er's team.

"Careful!"

Shrek and Clear Sky spotted the approaching energy too, and He Caitou fired several soul cannon shots to intercept.

But it was too late.

With a deafening roar, two mushroom clouds rose, flame and lightning mixing in a massive explosion that boosted their destructive power.

The shockwave ripped outward for kilometers.

The display of Level 7 soul tools amazed everyone watching from the parallel world.

Especially Ning Fengzhi of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—their eyes shone with excitement.

They'd always valued soul tools, and seeing such power thrilled them.

Even Bibi Dong was intrigued.

Though these shells couldn't kill a Title Douluo, a Soul Douluo caught directly in the blast could die.

And soul tools could be mass-produced—if widely equipped, even Title Douluos would fear them.

Any force that acquired them would gain a huge advantage.

"Those bastards!" Xu Sanshi cursed, relying on his Xuanwu Shield and Invincible Golden Body soul tool to survive.

Shrek had gained some Invincible Golden Body tools from a high-level supply point—without them, the blast would have wiped them out.

Even so, everyone was badly hurt—the shield only lasted three seconds, but the blast's aftereffects far outlasted that.

The Clear Sky Sect had it worse—they had no such soul tools and were wiped out.

Only Wang Dong'er survived, thanks to her own Invincible Golden Body and Xu Sanshi's shield.

Wang Qiu'er's team survived thanks to March 7th's ice shield and their own defensive tools.

After the blast, Ye Lingling quickly healed her teammates.

Her presence was crucial—without her, St. Freya's second team's strength would plummet.

"A healer—but your luck ends now! Fifth soul skill—Radiant Light!" Xu Tianzhen leapt out, ready to finished them off.

A massive ball of light blazed above her, absorbing sunlight and growing stronger.

Next, it burst forth in a blinding golden beam, slashing toward St. Freya's second team.

Compared to the battered Shrek team, Xu Tianzhen felt it smarter to take out the healthier St. Freya team.

"What an idiot." On the other side, Gu Yue appeared with Shui Bing'er and others.

The red cannon beside them revealed their part in the earlier explosion.

Seeing Xu Tianzhen attack Wang Qiu'er with solar power, Gu Yue's eyes gleamed oddly.

Wang Qiu'er's simulated martial soul was the Golden Dragon, with Golden Dragon King blood—she was least afraid of solar power.

Sure enough, as the sunbeam hit, Wang Qiu'er, rather than being burned, absorbed the power and rapidly recovered, growing stronger.

"Sorry, looks like you're countered!" Wang Qiu'er opened her eyes, golden flames blazing.

She wielded her Golden Dragon Spear, smiling at Xu Tianzhen.

"How can this be?" Xu Tianzhen stumbled back in disbelief.

"Thanks for the power-up! Let me send you out as thanks."

Wang Qiu'er hadn't forgotten the earlier soul cannon barrage.

She crouched and, with a sonic boom, shot forward with her spear.

Xu Tianzhen's pupils shrank, thinking she was finished, but time seemed to slow—Jinhsi instantly appeared, grabbed her, and threw her back.

Blade and spear clashed, ripples spreading out.

Wang Qiu'er flew back, locking eyes with Jinhsi, her fighting spirit blazing.

She'd always wanted to spar with Jinhsi, and now, with Robin's support, she was a Soul Emperor—finally worthy of a match.

"Dong'er, doesn't she look a lot like you? Are you sure you don't have a sister?" Xiao Xiao sidled up to Wang Dong'er, glancing at Wang Qiu'er.

Though their hair and martial souls differed, their faces were quite similar—no one would doubt they were sisters.

"I don't have a sister," Wang Dong'er replied calmly.

There are plenty of people who look alike—just like the girl she'd recently beaten up, who also made her feel strangely guilty.

"Instead of worrying about that, why not focus on what to do next?" Wang Dong'er was at a loss.

The twin Level 7 cannon blasts had wiped out the Clear Sky Sect. She'd barely survived, and was injured.

Her team was now out of the running—any team could threaten them.

"Shrek, sorry, but could you please leave?" A clear, gentle voice called out.

Xiao Xiao and the others turned to see the gentle, beautiful Weina and the familiar Firefly.

"Just great—out of the frying pan into the fire." Seeing the Body Sect, Xu Sanshi twitched, and Bei Bei sighed.

Though Wang Dong'er's team was outmatched, they refused to surrender.

This was the first simulation tournament, with all eyes on them. There was no way they'd just quit and disgrace Shrek.

So, the battle began, but the Body Sect had the upper hand.

If Shrek were at full strength, they could have fought evenly.

But now, weakened by the blast and internal injuries, they were easily suppressed. Defeat was just a matter of time.

Lu Jingming, now out of the match, watched as a third party, also noting the Spirit Hall lying in wait.

In the final circle, only a few teams remained: Jinhsi and Gu Yue's alliances, the Body Sect, St. Freya's second team, and Spirit Hall.