Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 758 Even a Forehead is a "Gate"

"Chirp—"

At this moment, the jade bird in the air seemed to be enraged by Nan Fusheng's spiritual probe. It let out a sharp cry, its wings flapped suddenly, and a series of explosions rang out in the air.

The next second, it stopped circling and, like a blue meteor, with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, it swooped down towards Nan Fusheng once again.

The "sharp blades" on the edge of the wings flashed coldly in the sunlight, subtly breaking through the ripples in space—this was the Jade Bird's unique attack method, a fatal blow that combined physical strength with spatial power.

"no solution anymore."

Nan Fusheng muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on the streak of blue light rushing through the air.

The speed of the Jade Bird is lightning fast in the eyes of ordinary people, but in his perception, every flap of its wings and every dive seems to be slowed down countless times, and the slow, tortoise-like trajectory is clearly laid out in his consciousness.

Nan Fusheng easily dodged the initial surprise attack, so avoiding subsequent attacks was naturally not difficult either.

However, he was not one to sit idly by and wait for death. Since the jade bird had taken the initiative to attack, he naturally had to fight back.

"Let's use you to test my latest technique." Nan Fusheng extended two fingers, and suddenly, specks of shimmering white light burst forth from between his fingertips. The light was pure and restrained, yet it faintly exuded a mysterious aura that deconstructed all things.

The jade bird clearly hadn't expected its prey to retaliate. With a sharp "chirp," it folded its wings and swooped down again at a tricky angle, its beak aimed straight at Nan Fusheng's throat, determined to kill him with a single blow.

However, at this critical moment, Nan Fusheng's two fingers, moving later but arriving faster, struck the Jade Bird's forehead with unparalleled speed and power.

"Boom-"

A dull thud seemed to strike the heavens and earth. The azure light surrounding the Jade Bird instantly dissipated, and its massive body flew backward in a manner that defied the laws of mechanics. Like a kite with a broken string, it flew through the air and crashed heavily into the branches of a towering ancient tree.

The crisp sound of breaking wood fibers accompanied by the muffled thud of dislocated bones rang out as the Jade Bird's massive body slid off the tree trunk and crashed heavily onto the leaf-strewn ground, its body still convulsing uncontrollably.

Through the dappled shadows cast by the gaps in the tree canopy, one can clearly see a phantom door appearing on its forehead, the door appearing and disappearing, radiating an eerie aura.

The white light at Nan Fusheng's fingertips also quietly dissipated at this moment. Looking at the jade bird lying on the ground, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips: "It really worked."

Months ago, he incorporated the uniqueness of the "door" into his body. This move was his simple development of the "door" as a means of communication.

"Door" is one of the three paths of the Lord of Mysteries. After reaching the true godhood, this path can open or close everything in the world related to the concept of "Door".

The "door" here is not a wooden door in the conventional sense, but a collection of deeper concepts. In essence, this door leans more towards idealism.

For example, the gates of heaven, the gates of hell, the gates of the heart, the gates of love...

Even if these "doors" only exist in faith and imagination, as long as Nan Fusheng firmly believes in their existence from the bottom of his heart, they have the possibility of being opened or closed.

The key to defeating the Jade Bird at this moment was that he used the power of the "door" to gently "tap" the "forehead" of this soul beast with his fingertips.

This "forehead" is not the same as the other "forehead." Rather, it is a "door" that he constructed at the level of the Jade Bird's consciousness through conceptual materialization. When this door is impacted by external forces, it is directly reflected on the Jade Bird's physical body, causing substantial damage.

Having confirmed that the Jade Bird was incapacitated, Nan Fusheng slowly stepped forward, gently stroking its smooth feathers with his palm. The delicate touch confirmed that it was not an illusion. At the same time, his spiritual power quietly spread out like a spider web, deeply probing the essence of this soul beast.

He wanted to see if there was any difference between this jade bird and the soul beast he had created.

After a long pause, Nan Fusheng withdrew his mental energy, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, "It's actually true."

This jade bird is different from the virtual soul beasts made of energy within the Spirit Ascension Platform, and it is not a soul spirit that depends on the soul master for its existence. It has real flesh and blood, bones and life fluctuations, and is an undeniably real soul beast.

"This is?"

Just as he was withdrawing his senses, Nan Fusheng suddenly paused, then deliberately relaxed his defenses against the sea of ​​consciousness.

The energy of the surrounding world surged in like a tide, flowing into his body in strands, and in his spiritual sea, a transparent seed, like a newborn embryo, slowly emerged.

The seed emitted a faint yet highly penetrating fluctuation, attempting to merge with his spiritual essence. However, even though Nan Fusheng actively opened his defenses, it remained hovering at the edge of his spiritual sea, unable to truly integrate.

"Is this the secret to how the Beast Platform can control Soul Masters, a secret technique from the Dragon Clan?"

Nan Fusheng focused his mind on sensing the structure and operating rules of this spiritual seed, and soon understood its purpose.

This seed is extremely bizarre. Its core mechanism lies in achieving "complete fusion" with the spiritual sea of ​​a Soul Master. Once it successfully parasitizes, it becomes as difficult to remove as a maggot clinging to one's bones.

When the master of the secret technique triggers the seed, it will control the soul master's actions like a puppet through the bridge of the sea of ​​spirit.

Even more terrifying is that unless a Soul Master's spiritual power reaches the Divine Origin Realm and they possess the power to crush this seed, they will forever become someone else's puppet.

"So that's how it is. This is the truth about the Ten Thousand Beasts Platform."

A glint flashed in Nan Fusheng's eyes, and he instantly understood Gu Yuena's scheme. The so-called opening of the Ten Thousand Beasts Platform and encouragement of Soul Masters to train were nothing more than carefully woven bait.

Soul Masters inevitably consume soul power when fighting in the Beast Platform, and consuming soul power requires absorbing the energy of heaven and earth to replenish it—it is precisely this seemingly ordinary energy replenishment process that becomes the opportunity for the seed of spirit to infiltrate.

Gu Yuena had already made profound modifications to the Ten Thousand Beasts Platform, integrating the energy factors of the Dragon Clan's secret techniques into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The more energy a Soul Master absorbs, the faster the Spirit Seed condenses within their body. When the seed matures, that is when they will gain control.

The rumors about the evolution of soul spirits and the benefits of training are not false, and the existence of soul beasts is real, but all of this is just to cover up the conspiracy of the Seed of Spirit.

The stronger a Soul Master is, the more resilient their spiritual power. It takes a longer time for the seed of spirit to take root in their body. This explains why Gu Yuena allows high-level Soul Masters to enter the Beast Platform—she is waiting for the best time to take control.

"I have a general understanding of how things work here."

Looking at the jade bird, whose aura was weak but still present, Nan Fusheng had no intention of finishing it off.

Because the Jade Bird is a true soul beast, even if you kill it here, at most it will only drop a ten-thousand-year soul ring, unlike the Spirit Ascension Platform which can absorb spiritual power.

His Dragon Valley Small World also has a lot of genes related to this kind of soul beast, so there is no need to collect blood.

"Stupid bird, you're lucky." Nan Fusheng casually chose a direction and strode forward. He had no intention of going on a killing spree; having come to this place, he wanted to see if he could find any rare species.

Since the soul beasts are real, it's not difficult to collect their blood. And as long as he can get the blood, he can recreate that soul beast race in the Dragon Valley Small World.

……

after a while.

"Roar--"

A deafening roar shattered the silence, and a massive soul beast suddenly appeared before Nan Fusheng.

This soul beast is about four meters long, resembling a giant lion. Its body is covered with bright golden fur, but it has a hideous black ghost face, exuding a ferocious aura.

"Blond lion mastiff."

Nan Fusheng recognized the species of the soul beast and scratched his head in annoyance. He hadn't expected that his random choice of direction would lead him to encounter such a super soul beast.

Although the golden lion mastiff's bloodline is extremely powerful, in terms of bloodline samples, he has already successfully cultivated a 100,000-year-old golden lion mastiff in his Dragon Valley Small World, so he is not lacking in the genetic reserves of this kind of soul beast.

"Roar--"

The golden-haired lion-mastiff let out a deep roar, its brown-yellow eyes fixed on Nan Fusheng, its golden fur standing on end, gleaming like steel needles.

It slowly stepped forward, layers of golden and black halo rising beneath its feet, and a blurry ghostly phantom seeped into its body—that was the golden-haired lion mastiff's innate domain, "Dominant Domain".

As the domain expanded, the soul beast's body swelled at a visible speed, growing taller with each step forward. In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a furry little mountain, its fur shimmering with a metallic luster, its mouth full of bared fangs, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

Looking at this imposing aura, Nan Fusheng's lips twitched involuntarily: "Is it really necessary? Using your domain the moment you meet? Are you going to fight to the death?"

Judging from its size, this golden-haired lion-mastiff has about 50,000 years of cultivation, but the combat power of a super soul beast cannot be measured by its age.

Once the Overlord Domain is activated, this golden-haired lion-mastiff can defeat even a 100,000-year-old soul beast. It even possesses the ability to fight against ferocious beasts with mixed bloodlines.

It's not that we can't fight, but it's a hassle!
I don't know if this will work.

With a thought, Nan Fusheng took out a small bottle from his storage soul tool, which contained a large tuft of bright golden hair.

This was taken from the 100,000-year-old golden-haired lion-mastiff in the Dragon Valley Small World. Not only that golden-haired lion-mastiff, but he would collect some of the corresponding blood and fur from any soul beast he successfully raised as specimens.

Taking out a few hairs, Nan Fusheng stared at the golden-haired lion mastiff closing in step by step, and silently muttered to himself, "Fooling."

He stood still, but his aura began to subtly change. It was a disguise based on a deep understanding of the habits of soul beasts, attempting to confuse the soul beast before him by simulating its bloodline aura.

"roar--?"

The golden-haired lion-mastiff, which had initially been filled with murderous intent, gradually showed signs of confusion as it approached. It slowed its pace, its previously locked-on deadly intent diminishing, and finally stopped its massive body in front of Nan Fusheng.

Against the backdrop of this "small mountain," Nan Fusheng's figure appeared exceptionally slender, but the calmness and composure in his eyes caused the golden-haired lion mastiff to hesitate for a moment.

"Ho-"

The golden-haired lion mastiff opened its blood-red maw, its gleaming white fangs almost touching Nan Fusheng's head, seemingly about to devour him alive.

"Is it useless?" Nan Fusheng had a slight doubt in his heart. He thought he knew the habits of the Golden Lion Mastiff very well.

Although this kind of soul beast is bloodthirsty and violent, it is different from the self-destructive soul beast like the Jade Bird. It should still have a certain degree of tolerance for its own kind.

"Hiss-"

Just as doubts began to grow, a huge tongue covered with fine hairs suddenly emerged and gently licked Nan Fusheng's cheek.

Although the beast's eyes still held a wild, ferocious glint, it did not bite as expected.

"It worked." Nan Fusheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The power of the "gate" hanging in his palm slowly receded, indicating that a pointless battle could be avoided.

"Roar--"

The lion mastiff let out a low roar, as if to confirm the harmlessness of the creature before it.

The next second, its mountain-like body began to shrink at a visible speed, the metallic luster covering its entire body gradually dimmed, and the golden-black halo swirling beneath its feet quietly dissipated.

The oppressive aura of the domineering domain faded away, and the giant beast returned to its original size of about four meters. However, its eyes, which were fixed on Nan Fusheng, now held a hint of inquiry and hesitation.

The removal of the territory is undoubtedly a sign of goodwill. It at least indicates that the Golden Lion Mastiff has temporarily removed Nan Fusheng from its list of "enemies".

Facing the ferocious beast that still exuded a fierce aura, Nan Fusheng reached out and gently stroked its soft fur. After raising so many soul beasts, he had gained some understanding of the habits of various soul beasts and naturally knew how to show goodwill.

For canine spirit beasts, being stroked is the first step in building trust. The delicate touch from the palm is completely different from the metallic texture of the exterior.

The golden-haired lion-mastiff glanced down at him, the fierce glint in its amber eyes slightly diminished, and a low growl, as if in response, escaped its throat: "Hoh—".

Sensing that the other party did not resist, Nan Fusheng's movements became more natural. His arm moved slowly and tentatively reached towards its abdomen—an area that is extremely sensitive to most soul beasts.

Even a powerful golden-haired lion mastiff has relatively weak abdominal muscles compared to its back and limbs.

"Hurululu~"

When the fingertips touched the fine fur covering the belly of the golden lion-mastiff, the ferocious spirit beast stiffened, showing an instinctive stress response.

But under Nan Fusheng's rhythmic stroking, it quickly relaxed, making a purring sound similar to that of a satisfied dog, and its large body tilted slightly, as if actively accommodating this rare comfort.

Upon seeing this, Nan Fusheng's heart stirred slightly. He took a moment to quickly probe with his spiritual power and discovered a detail—this golden-haired lion mastiff was actually female.

(End of this chapter)