Chapter 134 Mount. Di
Tian and Lan Minghua swung their arms and slapped Di Tian on the head.
At the same time, they used the Dragon Taming Technique from the True Dragon Treasure Art.
In an instant, Di Tian felt his body lose control; it was no longer his own.
"Human, what have you done to me!"
Di Tian roared, but he couldn't control the thousand-foot-long dragon body and could only rage helplessly.
Lan Minghua flipped over and sat cross-legged on the dragon's head.
"I was originally thinking of joining forces with your Soul Beast Clan to fight against the God Realm. Since you can't understand my words, I'll just have to grant your wish and use you as my mount."
Hearing this, Di Tian's huge golden vertical pupils suddenly shrank to slits, as if he had heard something terrifying.
"The God Realm? You actually want to fight against the God Realm?!"
The Soul Beast Clan had an irreconcilable hatred for the God Realm.
Because of the fall of the Dragon God, the Soul Beast Clan's path to godhood was cut off.
And the culprit who caused the Dragon God's fall, Di Tian was too weak to blame, so he could only attribute it to the Five Great God Kings.
Because in his eyes, it was the Asura God who ultimately ended the Dragon God.
Hearing that Lan Minghua's enemy was also a dragonman, Di Tian suddenly 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, my lord is still asleep. Even if he is resurrected, he will not be a match for those God Kings of the God Realm in a short time. On the contrary, he will expose his location, allowing those God Kings of the God Realm 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 entice 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 strong members of the Soul Beast race obey your orders. What do you think of this proposal?"
Upon hearing this, Lan Minghua just chuckled and placed his palm on Di Tian's head.
"I've already given you many chances, why couldn't you 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 Di Tian," Di Tian was completely dumbfounded.
He knew nothing about Lan Minghua's identity, yet his own identity had been exposed so easily.
"You... how do you know my name?!"
Lan Minghua sensed Di Tian's agitation. He couldn't very well say he was a transmigrator, and everyone who had read Douluo Continent would know him.
He was too lazy to continue arguing with Di Tian, and a faint blue light emanated from his hand on the dragon's head.
Dual-Handed Technique, Blue Hand.
The Blue Hand of the Dual-Handed Technique could extract or alter memories, and could also imprint souls, forcing others to obey commands.
Di Tian caught a glimpse of the faint blue light above his head, and an unease quickly spread through his heart.
However, his body was restricted by the Dragon Taming Technique, and he was completely unable to resist, like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
Helpless, he could only threaten verbally.
"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, wanting to laugh at this seemingly harmless threat.
"You? You now? A beast tide? Don't even mention you, even your master, the Silver Dragon King, if I wanted, she would be trampled on my head like you!"
Without giving Di Tian a chance to retort, a terrifying aura was revealed.
In an instant, Di Tian's thousand-foot dragon body seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, crackling and popping.
Di Tian's current strength was only at the demigod level; without a divine position, he could never become a god.
Lan Minghua's overall strength, however, was that of a Supreme God-King, several realms higher than his.
Controlling a demigod like Di Tian was effortless.
"Such power! How could someone with such strength exist in the mortal realm? Could he be a god?!"
Di Tian was dumbfounded, never imagining that a human with such power existed in the mortal world.
Lan Minghua patted Di Tian's head and said softly, "What difference does it make who you serve? Rather than being a servant to your timid Silver Dragon King, you might as well be my mount."
As soon as he finished speaking, his hand on Di Tian's head burst forth with a dazzling blue light. Di Tian had no power to resist; his memories had been altered, and a soul imprint had been placed upon him.
The alteration was quite simple.
It merely changed the person Di Tian swore allegiance to to Lan Minghua himself.
After all, Di Tian's dragon soul wasn't particularly powerful, making the modification very easy.
The blue light gradually dissipated, and a trace of confusion flashed in Di Tian's enormous golden vertical pupils before quickly returning to clarity.
At this moment, his eyes no longer held the previous anger, but instead, reverence and obedience.
"Your Excellency,"
Di Tian called out respectfully in a low voice, sensing Lan Minghua above him.
Lan Minghua nodded in satisfaction, withdrawing his hand from Di Tian's head.
He gently patted Di Tian's dragon head and smiled, "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 Excellency. I will unconditionally obey your orders; it is my duty."
His memories had been altered, and absolute loyalty to Lan Minghua was etched deep within his soul.
Even if Lan Minghua asked him to commit suicide now, he would do so without hesitation.
Lan Minghua stood up and stretched.
Looking up at the sky, he muttered to himself, "The God Realm, the gods, the God Kings, get ready, it won't be long before it's your turn."
Hearing Lan Minghua's whisper, Di Tian's heart trembled.
Although his memories had been altered, his hatred for the God Realm remained deep within him.
Hearing Lan Minghua mention the God Realm now, a flash of killing intent crossed 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 afraid?"
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 Excellency 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 Excellency."
He absolutely obeyed Lan Minghua's orders.
Although Di Tian's dragon body still exuded a very strong aura, several of his scales had been shattered by Lan Minghua, making him look less than handsome.
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 Heaven Dou City and waved his arm.
"Let's go, let's go watch the show!"
"Yes, Your Excellency!"
Di Tian, in his Soul Beast form, carried Lan Minghua and soared into the sky. As for the Silver Dragon King...
sorry, he'd forgotten about him now.
Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Dou Empire,
in Heavenly Dou City, hundreds of thousands of troops were crammed together, each with a tense expression, as if on guard against something.
Above Heavenly Dou City, two figures hovered in the air.
It was Yun Shan and Wu Song.
They looked down at the army below as if they were lambs to the slaughter.
Yun Shan glanced at the sun and said, "Wu Song, it's getting late. It's time to stretch your muscles."
"Ah, I've been waiting impatiently for a long time!"
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 sensed a series of whooshing sounds coming from the sky.
He immediately shouted, "Enemy attack!"
(End of Chapter)
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