70: Chapter 70 The Illusion that Uncovers the Scars! Old Ghost, you've already found your way to death!

On the arena, there was no earth-shattering collision of spiritual power, yet the air seemed to have thickened.

"Ugh..."

The audience below, even those at the Golden Core Stage, could not help but feel dizzy at this moment, as if their Souls had been lightly flicked by an invisible giant hand, causing their Divine Sense to become incredibly sluggish.

This was Dracula's method!

The intent arrived before the move was even made.

"Hum—"

Ripples of eerie, invisible fluctuations spread out along that bone staff, like countless unseen venomous snakes, silently winding toward the Black Dragon King.

The Black Dragon King's expression was grave as he immediately locked down his Sea of Consciousness.

Although his comprehension of Law had reached seventy percent, in terms of Divine Soul defense, he was not much stronger than Dracula, who specialized in this path.

If not for the fact that the Dragon Clan possessed inherently rigid and powerful Divine Souls, the first wave of mental impact would have been enough to make him lose focus.

But because this was an arena battle with nowhere to hide, he had no choice but to resist it head-on!

Dracula was not in a hurry to attack.

His Divine Soul, like a dense spider web, slowly infiltrated the Black Dragon King's defensive perimeter, patiently searching for even the slightest flaw.

This was the terrifying nature of the "Soul Capture Technique"—peeling the silk from the cocoon, striking directly at the most vulnerable corners of the heart!

Time ticked by second by second.

Finally.

Dracula's scarlet eyes suddenly lit up, and a cruel arc hooked at the corner of his mouth:

"Worthy of the Dragon Clan, the power of your Divine Soul is truly as thick as a tortoise shell."

"But unfortunately... I have found your weakness!!"

Deep within that solid Divine Soul barrier hid a memory that the Black Dragon King had deliberately sealed away, yet it tormented him constantly.

That was a little black dragon who looked seventy percent similar to him.

Dracula swung his staff violently, and the illusion was activated!

Boom!

The scene before the Black Dragon King changed instantly.

It was no longer the cold arena, but a warm coral garden.

A little boy with tender Dragon horns on his head was shyly hiding behind a piece of coral, poking out a small head:

"Father! Can you play with me for a while?"

The Black Dragon King's body stiffened abruptly.

That impenetrable defense of his Sea of Consciousness, at this moment, revealed a flaw due to an instinctive tremor!

"Son... Son?"

The Black Dragon King's voice was trembling. That was the only Son he had condensed after expending a thousand years of Dao cultivation—Ao Lin!

In the illusion, the little dragon prince, known as Son, saw his father not speaking and thought he had done something wrong, immediately showing a fearful expression, lowering his head and twisting the corner of his clothes:

"Sorry Father! I didn't mean to disturb you!"

"I really couldn't help but miss you... I have been diligently cultivating the 《Dragon Transformation Technique》 you asked me to, and I have learned all the combat techniques you taught me..."

"I... I just want to stay by your side for a while, even if it's just for a little bit..."

These memories assaulted the Black Dragon King's Sea of Consciousness like a tide, and every sentence was like a sharp knife, stabbing fiercely into his heart.

Outside the arena, everyone could clearly see that the Black Dragon King's aura, which had been as steady as a mountain, was now in chaotic disarray, and even his protective Dragon Qi was flickering.

"Not enough..."

The red light in Dracula's eyes intensified, and he increased his output.

He wanted to tear this scar wide open!

The scene shifted.

Time flew by, and the little dragon prince grew up, becoming a spirited young man.

He held a [Ten Thousand Year Golden Sea Cucumber] emitting dazzling golden light, ran to the Black Dragon King with great excitement, his smile as bright as the sun:

"Father! Look! This is something I went deep into the ten-thousand-zhang sea abyss to catch for you with my own hands!"

"The child knows that to condense me, Father spent a full thousand years of Dao cultivation and damaged your Origin..."

The young man knelt before the Black Dragon King, his eyes firm:

"Father, rest assured! Among the younger generation of the Dragon Clan, no one is a match for the child! In the future, the child will definitely be able to become the Dragon King and let Father... sit on that dragon throne!"

"Son..."

The Black Dragon King was already covered in tears. That feeling of reality, as if it were a lifetime ago, made him subconsciously reach out his hand, wanting to stroke the young man's head.

However.

Just as his hand was about to touch him, the scene changed abruptly!

The sky cracked open, and several powerful figures from the Central Continent in gorgeous robes descended.

They looked down from above, regarding the young man as if they were bestowing charity:

"Good talent, a good seedling."

"Come with us. This West Sea is just a tiny place, a cage. Follow us to the Central Continent; there is a broader world there, and there is the Opportunity for Ascension and Immortal Ascension!"

"Father..." The young man looked back, his eyes full of longing for the future and reluctance to leave his father.

"Go! That is your Opportunity!"

The Black Dragon King in the memory waved goodbye with tears in his eyes.

He thought this was his Son's destiny, thinking his Son could attain Ascension and Immortal Ascension...

Little did he know, it was a path of no return to death!

"Hehehe..."

Dracula seized this moment of intense emotional fluctuation, the red light in his eyes flashing, and his Divine Soul power turned into a poisonous thorn, instantly invading the Black Dragon King's Sea of Consciousness!

"It's fake! It's all fake!!"

"Your Son... died a long time ago! He was refined into a Medicinal Pill by those people!!!"

"No!!!!"

The Black Dragon King let out a heart-wrenching scream, the scene before his eyes shattered instantly, replaced by intense pain deep within his Divine Soul.

"My Son!!"

Boom!!

The Black Dragon King's eyes instantly became bloodshot and turned crimson, his reason snapped!

"Roar—!!"

A huge phantom of a black dragon appeared behind him, and the violent aura of a Half-step Spirit Transformation erupted out of control!

A terrifying force of counter-shock swept out like a tsunami, directly sending Dracula, who was casting the spell, flying!

"Pfft!"

Dracula spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward for hundreds of meters. Although he was injured, a sinister grin of a conspiracy succeeded hung on his face.

Although the Ghost Clan had a weak Physical Body.

But! He won!

"Enough! Wake up!!"

On the high platform, Dragon Mother Ao Cangyue's expression changed, and her immense Divine Soul power instantly suppressed downwards, forcibly suppressing the berserk Black Dragon King, allowing him to wake up from the pain of the illusion.

The Black Dragon King gasped for air, covered in cold sweat, his eyes filled with confusion and pain.

"Ghost Clan, Dracula wins!"

Dragon Mother Ao Cangyue took a deep breath and announced the result:

"You may go to the Dragon Palace treasury to choose three secret treasures."

"Hehehe... Many thanks, Dragon King!"

Dracula, who had been sent flying, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, not caring about his injuries.

His purpose for this trip was that [Soul Settling Bead] which could significantly improve the cultivation of the Ghost Clan!

But he didn't rush to get the treasure, instead turning to look at the Eastern Mausoleum camp.

"Ram, Rem."

Dracula's scarlet eyes swept greedily over the petite bodies of the two sisters, his voice hoarse:

"This seat only needs that Soul Settling Bead."

"As for the remaining two secret treasures... you two sisters can choose one each. Consider it... this seat's betrothal gift to your Family in advance!"

"After this gathering ends, this seat will personally go to your Family to propose marriage!"

Once these words were spoken, the whole audience looked sideways.

This was an old cow eating tender grass?

And eating a pair of twins at once?

Rem and Ram's faces instantly became incomparably ugly.

Although the two sisters were ghost cultivators, they also knew that this old guy cultivated an evil technique of harvesting Divine Souls, and marrying him meant becoming a Cauldron!

"I don't want to!"

Rem had a stubborn temper and refused directly in front of everyone: "My father hasn't agreed yet! And you are too old! You are so ugly!"

"Sister!"

Ram hurriedly pulled her sister. Although she was unwilling, they were representing the Ghost Clan at the Ten Thousand Dragons Grand Gathering, and Dracula had great power in the Eastern Mausoleum, so it was not easy to tear their faces in public.

"Marquis Dracula, thank you for your kindness."

Ram forced a smile, neither humble nor arrogant, and said:

"This secret treasure was won by your own strength. Such a precious item is something we sisters are unworthy of accepting. Please choose for yourself."

Rejected in public, Dracula's face instantly darkened.

"Hmph."

He snorted coldly, staring at the two sisters with sinister eyes, the threat self-evident:

"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. When we return to the Eastern Mausoleum... it won't be up to you!"

However.

He did not notice.

On the other side of the stands, a pair of cold eyes full of killing intent had already locked onto his back.

Su Feng looked at the pitiful pair of sisters, then swept a glance at Dracula, the fierce light in his eyes undisguised.