Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Tang San first frowned.
Was he bluffing? He had not felt anything wrong.
Wait.
Tang San's heart shook.
His divine consciousness power had been consumed. The strength he could display was no longer at the divine level. Could a divine ability unleashed by Huo Yuhao, whose strength was infinitely close to the divine, be broken so easily by him?
"An illusion? Did that move just now interfere with my divine consciousness perception? How could that be? He had not even become a god ten thousand years ago, yet he had developed a divine ability that could interfere with divine consciousness? No, now was not the time to think about that."
Alarm bells rang in Tang San's divine consciousness. Almost as soon as the thought arose, he mobilized all his divine consciousness power, trying to impact the boundaries of the illusion.
"Purple Extreme Magic Eye."
Tang San's divine consciousness's eyes glowed purple. He activated the mental technique he was best at. The sound of space shattering immediately rang in his ears. A smile was about to appear on his face, but he found that the scene before him still had not changed.
He was still standing in place. Huo Yuhao still stood with his hands behind his back. Electrolux was still not far before him, watching the two of them. The gray sky of the Undead Half-Plane was still overcast. Death energy still slowly flowed through the air.
Nothing had changed.
"This..."
Tang San's divine consciousness was astonished.
Had Huo Yuhao deceived him?
Just as he thought this, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He noticed that his memories and divine consciousness power had dissipated considerably.
But he had not noticed it before.
In just this short time, he could no longer even remember his teacher's name.
"There is no use trying. Your wisp of divine consciousness does not contain much power. Perhaps at its peak it had divine level strength. But because Wulin had consumed quite a bit of it, and it had already been weakened by Elder Electrolux and me earlier, it is now far from its peak. You cannot break free. At most, you can break through my interference with your divine consciousness perception, allowing you to sense the speed at which your divine consciousness is dissipating."
Huo Yuhao said quietly, "Now you can feel it too. This move has already incorporated the essence of White Clouds for a Thousand Years. You have been here for several minutes. Your divine consciousness power will only be consumed faster and faster. Do you think that with that little power, you can break free from a dream that I have been constantly powering?"
Great Dream of Ten Thousand Ages was infused with his understanding of the mind and time. In Huo Yuhao's view, this self-created move was somewhat similar to the Infinite Tsukuyomi, yet also different.
It was not a burst type divine ability. It was a Silent and Gentle continuous erosion.
Those enveloped by this move would have their mental perception interfered with and manipulated by him, unknowingly falling into layer upon layer of dreams. Each time they thought they had "woken up," it might be a new descent into slumber.
Moreover, within the "dream," their mental power would be constantly worn away by the power of time. In an instant, a large amount of mental power could be consumed. If the one trapped did not react as quickly as possible, it would become increasingly difficult to break free, until they completely sank. For Tang San's divine consciousness's situation, it was practically a hard counter.
After all, Tang San's divine consciousness now did not have his main body's Sea of Spirit as a backup. Whether he even had Limit level strength now was a question, let alone leaving this place.
Hearing this, Tang San's divine consciousness's expression was dignified. But he still refused to accept it. He tried again, confirmed that the scene before him still had not changed, and suddenly produced a phantom of the Asura Sword in his hand. He suddenly attacked, charging at Huo Yuhao.
"Since I cannot directly break through the illusion, I will try another way. Some illusions have a core. If I can defeat your mental projection here."
"Then keep trying."
Seeing him charge, Huo Yuhao simply shook his head. The moment his figure touched the Asura Sword phantom, it dissipated into mist. And the scene before Tang San's divine consciousness's eyes changed again.
In a daze, he seemed to have broken through Huo Yuhao's divine ability. But facing Huo Yuhao and Electrolux, he was once again suppressed.
Just then, with a cry of "Xiao San," Tang Hao invaded the Undead Half-Plane and took him away. Afterwards, he harshly taught Tang Wulin a lesson and began to implement his Ten Thousand Year Plan.
The Abyss Saint Lord entered the Douluo Continent as desired, was schemed against and fell. The Sea God's reputation spread far and wide on the Douluo Continent once more. His Sea God divine seat was reshaped.
These were all scenes he had hoped for. But experiencing them, Tang San's divine consciousness was not happy. Instead, he smiled bitterly.
He was, after all, only divine consciousness. And with Huo Yuhao's earlier reminder, he still knew whether these scenes were illusions.
Moreover, his constantly eroding memories and divine consciousness power told him that he was continuously falling into the abyss. But he just could not get out.
Frustrated, Tang San's divine consciousness could not help shouting, "Huo Yuhao, if you have the guts, face me directly. Do you not believe in your own strength?"
After a long while, seeing no response, Tang San's divine consciousness shouted again, "Huo Yuhao, the Abyss is the greatest threat. There is no need for us to Kill Each Other. We can cooperate. Let me go, and I will give you opportunities to ascend to the divine level."
"Huo Yuhao, how about we make a bet."
After a long while, seeing still no response, Tang San's divine consciousness felt heavy.
As an expert who held the upper hand, why did he insist on using this consuming ability that countered him, and even lay an inescapable net, acting so cautiously? Should he not be like the Golden Dragon King, unleashing World-shaking Power?
If you were at all like the Golden Dragon King, who advocated World-shaking Power, I might have, like the main body that was beaten up by the Golden Dragon King, actually waited for reinforcements.
Huh? It seemed he had inadvertently "insulted" his main body again.
But on second thought, Tang San's divine consciousness felt that since he had already opened this door, saying a few bad things about his main body was nothing.
Moreover, his main body was pretty Weak. He could not even beat Destruction. When facing the Golden Dragon King, his Sea God divine seat was also destroyed.
And what about this Ten Thousand Year Plan? Had he considered the current situation? Had he considered the possibility of deities appearing on the Douluo Continent?
All that scheming was worse than just being kind to others.
Trash Main Body, Ruined My Life.
If you are like that, I could do it too.
Outside, Huo Yuhao's two eyes each showed a different perspective. One was the Tang San's divine consciousness before him, like a sculpture. The other was naturally the Tang San's divine consciousness within the dream.
Seeing Tang San's divine consciousness soberly facing various scenes and trying to break his divine ability, Huo Yuhao looked thoughtful. "Indeed, no matter how weak, it is still divine consciousness. After I pointed out that he had been caught, he could only have Lucid Dreams."
"Unless it is something that meets his expectations, it is not so simple to completely deceive his cognition and make him completely sink."
For an ordinary person, no matter what scene was shown, they would unconsciously substitute into it, eventually forgetting it was a dream. But when facing an expert, it requires rationality.
Fortunately, the most troublesome aspect of the Great Dream of Ten Thousand Ages was not realizing it was fake, but the hard strength needed to escape it.
Using a scene from Naruto to describe it, it was like Tenten, holding the Six Paths tools, entering the Infinite Tsukuyomi. Her consciousness was very awake, but she just could not get out. She kept shouting "release." Yes, Tang San's divine consciousness's current state was similar.
Thinking of it that way, it seemed a bit hard to bear.
"Overall, the completion of this move currently looks quite good. However, although this move is also decent against opponents of the same level, it is more suitable for bullying the weak."
Huo Yuhao thought to himself, "What is more useful against opponents of the same level is actually my understanding and application of the Spiritual Interference Domain."
The Spiritual Interference Domain, also known as the Skydream Domain, was a domain he had integrated based on spiritual interference and Imitation. However, unlike the original work, which focused on invisibility, illusion, and simulation, he had always been optimistic about the prospects of this move and had been developing it.
By interfering with the spirit, thereby interfering with the five senses, and then using Imitation to fill the distorted perceptions, this was the direction he was developing. It was also the foundation of the Great Dream of Ten Thousand Ages. Without the ability to Pass Off the Fake as Genuine and interfere with divine consciousness perception, he could not have constructed a dream world that even Tang San's divine consciousness had failed to notice the flaw in at first.
And compared to the Great Dream of Ten Thousand Ages, Huo Yuhao was more optimistic about the foundation of the Spiritual Interference Domain. If he could sublimate it once more, he could completely use it like Mirror Flower, Water Moon. As for the opportunity for sublimation, he had placed it in his ninth spirit ability.
The Spirit Eyes' ninth spirit ring would be provided by multiple spirit souls together. The spirit ability within it would be the crystallization of his and many spirit souls' understanding of spiritual attributes. It was a naturally divine ability. He was also curious about what kind of spirit ability would be born.
Just as Huo Yuhao was envisioning, a commotion caught his attention, making him focus back on the Great Dream of Ten Thousand Ages.
As time passed, Tang San's divine consciousness had completely given up struggling.
Although his divine consciousness perception was impaired and he could no longer sense the speed at which his divine consciousness power was dissipating, if he used his memory as a yardstick, he could find that his memories were growing fewer and fewer. And this also meant that his divine consciousness power was growing weaker and weaker.
He already understood that he could not break free from this move. And thinking carefully, even if he miraculously broke free, what then? Could he leave the Undead Half-Plane right under Huo Yuhao and Electrolux's noses?
Tang San's divine consciousness smiled bitterly and shouted toward the sky, "I admit defeat. Let us talk. As long as you are willing to let me go, I will give you sufficient benefits, including divine seats. There is no conflict of interest between us, is there? Lord..."
His words stopped. Not because Huo Yuhao suddenly appeared before him and interrupted him, but because most of his memories of Huo Yuhao had also dissipated. Or rather, most of his memories were gone. He had even lost many memories of the divine realm.
Although he still knew that the person before him was named Huo Yuhao, and that the two seemed to have some kind of grudge, he could not remember the specifics.
The only words he could think of were things like "Fire God reincarnated."
Although his recent memories were very certain that the other was not the Fire God reincarnated, but rather what he called the Child of Destiny from ten thousand years ago, could a Limit Douluo have such strength and create divine abilities?
Moreover, he vaguely remembered that those who were not deities could not live for ten thousand years. Could it be that his pre-amnesia self had been wrong, and Er Ming was right, that Huo Yuhao really was the Fire God reincarnated?
Thinking this, facing Huo Yuhao, Tang San's divine consciousness made a shocking statement, "Fire God, is there some misunderstanding between us?"
Huo Yuhao said, "..."
He almost lost it.
You called me Fire God?
Shock. Er Ming's World-shaking Wisdom was experiencing Human-to-human Transmission.
However, seeing Tang San's divine consciousness frowning, as if trying hard to remember something, he quickly understood that the hand of amnesia had taken effect. A smile appeared on his face.
"I would not dare to accept the divine seat you promised. Speaking of which, do you even remember who you are now?"
Who was he? He was naturally a wisp of divine consciousness, left behind by Tang San.
Tang San's divine consciousness thought this, but he understood that his memories would only grow fewer. If this continued, even his self-identity would disappear. In the end, he sighed.
"You have won. I also know that at this point, you will not stop. In the end, I have only one request. I do not know what Wulin is in your eyes, but I hope you will treat him well. And I hope he will not be dragged into the grudges between you, the Silver Dragon King, and my main body and the divine realm."
Hearing Tang San's divine consciousness's words, Huo Yuhao's expression did not change. He simply watched as he was devoured by the power of time, his memories constantly worn away.
Until.
"Who are you? Who am I? Where is this place?"
Old Tang looked at Huo Yuhao with confusion, his eyes full of bewilderment.
To this, Huo Yuhao did not immediately answer. He had been waiting, waiting for Old Tang's divine consciousness to fade, to become a candle in the wind. Only after confirming that most of his memories had truly dissipated did he remove the technique. Under Old Tang's confused gaze, he asked, "Do you still remember Wulin?"
"Tang...Wulin."
Old Tang murmured, a faint light flickering in his eyes. "That name... it is so familiar. He seems to be someone I need to protect. And there is something about the Golden Dragon King's seal. Do you know Wulin? Are you his friends?"
Huo Yuhao and Elder Electrolux exchanged a glance.
He had even forgotten that they had dealt with him, yet he still remembered Wulin. It seemed this wisp of divine consciousness had followed its original purpose and final obsession, which was to assist Wulin in breaking through the Golden Dragon King's seals.
Had he truly become Old Tang now?
Huo Yuhao thought to himself.
"Ask any questions after you see Wulin." Elder Electrolux pointed a finger. Before Old Tang could react, his form was enveloped by a gray white light. The light sphere was covered in dense sealing magic patterns, all of which finally sank into Old Tang's divine consciousness, sealing his power.
Since he had promised Tang Wulin to seal him, it naturally had to be done. And if it was not sealed, there was no guarantee he would not recover his memories.
In the Sea of Spirit, seeing Tang San's divine consciousness sealed so easily, Skydream Iceworm complained, "I thought this wisp of divine consciousness was so powerful. That was it?"
"You also know that he is only a wisp of divine consciousness. Facing Yuhao and Elder Electrolux in the Undead Half-Plane, could he have escaped?"
Ice Empress rolled her eyes. "If you think he is weak, why not give him the Vast Sea Universe Cover and let him try."
"That... forget it."
Outside.
Tang Wulin waited anxiously.
Seeing Huo Yuhao and Elder Electrolux come out, he greeted them hurriedly.
"Yuhao, how did it go?"
"It is done."
Huo Yuhao took out the gray light sphere, placed it into Tang Wulin's body, and applied several layers of magic on Tang Wulin before saying, "You can now see him in the spiritual world. I have also established a contract between you. As long as both sides agree, he will become like your spirit soul. He can exist through your spiritual power, and you can also restrain him, preventing him from causing trouble."
Although he could directly establish a slave contract, Wulin would definitely not accept it.
"I understand." Tang Wulin breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at him with some surprise.
Huh, Yuhao was very proficient in the First Generation Tower Master's contracts?
Could it be that the online claims that Yuhao and Spirit Ice Douluo were friends were true?
"Because of the consumption in battle, he has indeed lost his memory now. However, he still remembers you. He should still have some basic common sense."
Huo Yuhao added, "Moreover, without Tang San's main body to replenish him, it is basically impossible for his memories to recover."
Tang Wulin was stunned upon hearing this. His expression was complicated, then turned firm. "Since he has lost his memory, I will guide him to Follow the Good."
With that, he could not wait to go to his Sea of Spirit to see Old Tang and explain the situation.
And Old Tang, who was already confused, became even more confused after hearing Tang Wulin's account.
Could it be that his past self was some great evil person? Otherwise, why did Wulin want to seal him? Or were Huo Yuhao and Elder Electrolux the bad people, deceiving Wulin and acting against him?
Old Tang thought for a moment, then shook his head, denying the latter possibility.
If Huo Yuhao and Elder Electrolux were bad people, they could have just killed him. Why Go to Great Lengths to seal him and hand him over to Tang Wulin?
So, his past self, the Sea God Tang San, was a great evil person?
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