Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends.

He swung, struck, and gathered divine power to repeatedly strike a certain point, trying to find the weakness in the illusion.

Eva could sense that the attempts were slowly but irreversibly eroding the structure of the illusion, but not very quickly. According to her initial estimate, it would take him a long time to break free.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King stopped in the illusory waters.

He closed his eyes, no longer striking, no longer impacting, no longer trying to tear apart the woven light and shadow and atmosphere.

Then the Deep Sea Demon Whale King opened its eyes.

His law of rage was like tens of thousands of underwater volcanoes ignited simultaneously, instantly engulfing his entire consciousness in a raging torrent of fury.

The Deep Sea Whale King no longer tries to find the boundaries of the illusion, no longer tries to decipher the intricately woven light and shadow, and no longer tries to use skill to fight skill.

He concentrated all his divine power, all his will, and all his anger into a single point at the same moment, and then released it in all directions simultaneously.

Dark blue divine power exploded from his body.

That was pure anger, unmixed with any impurities, without the slightest skill; it was the most primal, violent force, like the first storm at the beginning of time.

When the divine power struck the edge of the illusion, the meticulously woven light and shadow began to tremble violently, like sails swaying in a storm.

Then they started to break apart.

The deep blue of the sea was torn open with cracks, and the outline of the coral reefs disintegrated into countless tiny specks of light under the impact of the dark blue divine power. The warm golden sunlight was like a shattered mirror in the violent shock wave.

Click. Click. Click.

Outside the mirror, Eva watched as fine cracks appeared on the surface of the huge silver mirror at a visible speed, like ice that had been struck by a heavy hammer, the cracks spreading rapidly from the center to the edges.

Eva raised an eyebrow slightly and, without hesitation, her figure drifted back dozens of feet before the silver mirror shattered completely.

As she retreated, a pinkish-white mist surged from her palm, like smoke rising from a lit incense burner, rapidly closing up along the edge of the spreading crack.

The moment the fog touched the cracks, the spreading cracks slowed down abruptly, as if a torrent had been injected with a buffer.

But the cracking did not completely stop.

The roar of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King emanated from the mirror, piercing through the thinning edges of the illusion.

The next instant, the entire silver mirror shattered with a deafening roar.

The countless fragments, like ice shattered by an explosion, scattered in all directions as tiny specks of light, their silvery glow reflecting a dazzling brilliance in the twilight.

The figure of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King burst out from behind the shattered mirror, enveloped in a dark blue, violent divine power, like a meteorite that had been ignited, carrying an almost unstoppable and terrifying aura.

His eyes gleamed with a faint crimson-gold light, and deep within those golden pupils seemed to be two balls of flame burning fiercely and dancing wildly.

His voice was filled with a burning, molten anger: "You can't hold me."

His gaze precisely locked onto Eva's location. Unlike before, the illusion's influence on him had greatly weakened; the silvery aura that had once entwined around his senses like silk threads was thinning under the scouring of the torrent of anger.

Eva raised an eyebrow slightly.

The figure of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King suddenly magnified in her field of vision, its movements so fast that they exceeded the limits of the naked eye's tracking. His right fist was already covered with a layer of solid dark blue scales, and the knuckles of his five fingers protruded like hard reefs that had been tempered countless times.

With an explosive force powerful enough to pulverize a mountain, it hurtled straight toward Eva's face.

Eva did not attempt to defuse the punch using the rules of beauty.

It was too close. The silvery aura, as clear as spring water, hadn't even had time to unfold before the attack, imbued with the pure law of rage, was already before her.

A silver mirror silently appeared before her, its surface as smooth as ever, reflecting the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's face, slightly distorted with rage.

The Deep Sea Whale King's fist slammed solidly into the mirror.

The seemingly thick and solid silver mirror shattered the moment it touched the object, turning into countless tiny silver specks that scattered in all directions, as fast as a silver flower that suddenly blooms and then quickly withers.

Eva appeared a few feet to his side, her deep purple dress tracing an elegant arc in the air before settling back down.

The Deep Sea Whale King suddenly turned around and swung his right fist out again.

This time, his punch was even more powerful than before. Dark blue divine power condensed into a solid energy membrane on his fist, with fine golden arc patterns swirling around the edges.

Eva retreated again, her body shifting lightly in mid-air like a willow catkin in the wind, allowing the fist, imbued with the power of thunder, to graz the hem of her clothes.

As she dodged, she observed the rhythm of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's attacks, sensing the changing flow of divine power infused with the Law of Wrath in each strike.

His power, catalyzed by anger, was indeed more ferocious and impactful than before, but his vulnerabilities in attack also increased under the influence of his rage.

Those subtle shifts and stagnations were precisely the space she could exploit.

Eva no longer simply dodged.

She made a subtle slash with her right hand at her side, and a silver arc of light shot out from her fingertips, precisely slicing towards the inside of the Deep Sea Whale King's right elbow joint as he retracted his fist. The attack landed precisely on the defensive gap exposed when he exerted his strength.

The Deep Sea Whale King's figure shifted almost imperceptibly in that instant, forcing him to interrupt his subsequent combo.

Eva seized the opportunity.

A silver halo once again spread from her body like a drizzle, silently seeping towards the direction of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, attempting to rebuild the illusion of beauty that had been thinned by the Law of Wrath.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King snorted coldly, and dark blue divine power suddenly erupted from his body, shattering most of the approaching silver halos.

"The same trick won't work on me twice."

But just as the Deep Sea Whale King finished unleashing its defensive torrent and before its divine power could recoil, Eva's next move was already underway.

She deliberately shifted her right hand diagonally downwards by about a palm's width, causing the silver light blade that was about to take shape to deviate extremely slightly at the last moment before it was fully formed.

The deviation was so small that it would be almost imperceptible unless viewed from the perspective of a deity.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's senses detected that skewed mark.

The silver blade of light appeared briefly in his eyes, enough for him to retaliate.

His right fist suddenly accelerated at that moment, dark blue divine power condensed to the extreme on his fist, carrying a terrifying force capable of cracking the body of a god, and accurately blasted at the gap created by the deflection.

Eva's body turned slightly to the side just before being hit, but the fist, imbued with the law of rage, still grazed the air beside her, and the resulting wind pressure tore the sleeve of her deep purple dress.

The Deep Sea Whale King's fist stopped just inches away from her body.

A longsword, its entire body shimmering with golden holy flames, was positioned precisely between the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's arm and Eva.

A ring of fine golden arcs of electricity erupted where the sword blade touched the dark blue scales, clashing violently with the surging law of rage, producing a piercing friction sound like metal grinding against metal.

Golden wings unfolded in the twilight, their tips swirling with tiny specks of light like molten gold.

Qian Renxue stood between Eva and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, her face ashen, her golden eyes fixed on the uninvited guest before her, who exuded a violent aura.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's gaze fell on Qian Renxue, who had suddenly appeared.

His brows furrowed slowly, and a scrutinizing look flashed across his eyes, which were slightly reddish-gold with anger.

She could sense the profound and concentrated divine power flowing around the woman. Her power carried a sacred quality, and that pure and vast aura clashed violently with the angry laws within him the moment they came into contact, like water and fire meeting.

Another deity. And one belonging to this continent.

The Deep Sea Whale King did not rush to launch the next offensive; he was assessing the situation.

Not far away, Eva was readjusting herself. Although her breathing had fluctuated slightly due to the brief exchange, it was by no means weak.

Qian Renxue, who was standing in front of him, was clearly on Eva's side.

Two gods.

He has no chance anymore.

Eva's fighting prowess was already on par with his, not to mention her magical domain that could trap him.

Now another god of equal rank has appeared beside her, while his own divine power has been greatly depleted due to the powerful breakthrough and repeated battles just now.

If the fight continues, he may not be able to escape unscathed.

But he will not back down.

At the very least, we must probe the depths of these deities on this continent and recognize their levels of power and authority.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King didn't say another word, and his figure moved again in the next instant.

This time, he was faster than ever before, so fast that he left a long, thin, dark blue afterimage in the air, his target being Qian Renxue, who was facing him head-on.

His choice was simple: since he couldn't deal with two gods at the same time, he would first defeat the one blocking the way.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's fist, imbued with dark blue divine power, hurtled towards Qian Renxue's chest with a piercing shriek that tore through the air.

Qian Renxue did not retreat.

The golden longsword in her hand lit up in that instant. The sword twirled, rose, and fell in her hand.

Chapter 598 Sneak Attack

The dark blue divine power and the golden holy flames collided once more. This time, there was no probing, no holding back; the two completely different forces clashed fiercely on the narrow contact surface.

The shockwave exploded between Qian Renxue and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, sending rubble and dust flying in all directions.

The shockwave, a mix of dark blue and gold, was like a fan-shaped curtain being drawn back, scraping away a layer of the ground within a radius of several dozen feet, revealing the hard rock layers beneath, which were cracked in a spiderweb pattern.

Qian Renxue's figure swayed slightly, and with the force of the recoil, she drifted back several feet, like a golden leaf swept up by the wind, and landed lightly beside Eva.

Her fingers tightened slightly around the sword, then relaxed.

A slight tingling sensation came from the tiger's mouth, which was the aftereffect of the pure physical impact contained in the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's punch, which canceled out the golden holy flame.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's forward momentum was also forcefully stopped.

His right fist hovered where Qian Renxue had been. The spot where the dark blue scales covering his fist collided with the sword blade sent a tingling sensation of numbness from the recoil and a lingering stinging pain from being burned by the holy flames.

Several fine golden cracks appeared on the surface of those scales, like the surface of ceramic that had been burned, with tiny golden sparks slowly rising from the edges.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King withdrew his fist, glanced down at the cracks on his fist that were slowly healing, and frowned almost imperceptibly.

Instead of launching the next attack, he used the force of the recoil to slide back several feet, creating distance again.

His gaze swept back and forth between Qian Renxue and Eva, his golden eyes swirling with a complex and unfathomable light.

There is vigilance, assessment, and a touch of resolute determination that has been tempered and hardened by repeated setbacks.

One god is troublesome enough; with two gods joining forces, his chances of winning are extremely low.

When Eva saw Qian Renxue appear, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

The curve was graceful and slightly curved, yet it carried a calm and certainty that only a hunter would show when he saw his prey finally step into the designated spot in the net.

She had sensed the approaching golden aura long before Qian Renxue arrived.

The familiar ripples emanating from the direction of the Hall of Offerings were pure and vast, carrying the sacred quality unique to angels and gods. That was Qian Renxue.

The moment Eva sensed that presence, she confirmed her judgment in her heart. She would come.

Eva didn't say anything in the form of small talk, but simply turned her head slightly and exchanged a glance with Qian Renxue.

That glance was brief, as brief as two pieces of water briefly meeting in the wind before separating again.

No words, no explanations, no unnecessary actions are needed.

There were so many things between them that any words would seem superfluous at that moment.

Qian Renxue also remained silent.

She merely nodded slightly, gripping the golden longsword in her hand tightly once more, the holy flames on the sword rising even more fiercely in the twilight.

Her gaze remained fixed on the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, as if she were eyeing a giant beast assessing its prey.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King hovered in mid-air, its golden eyes scanning back and forth between the two women.

He could clearly sense the slowly spreading silver halo around Eva, silently permeating the surrounding space like spring rain, covering every corner he could perceive with an extremely subtle shift.

Meanwhile, the golden longsword in Qian Renxue's hand was continuously engulfed in holy flames, like ignited pine resin, radiating a scorching yet pure divine aura in the twilight.

The two gods, one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, although not in a clear encirclement formation, had invisibly blocked all his routes of escape.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's brows furrowed slowly.

His purpose for this trip was singular: to capture the successor of the Sea God, devour her power, merge with the Sea God's authority, and allow him to break through from a second-level god to a first-level god.

As for fighting to the death with these mainland gods, that was never his goal.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's gaze silently passed over Qian Renxue and Eva, landing on the courtyard in the east of the city, which was marked by the power of the Sea God.

The crimson-gold light continued to rise, like a lighthouse being slowly filled, the water level irreversibly increasing.

The transmission of the Sea God's legacy is still ongoing.

He still has time. As long as he can break through their blockade and reach the other courtyard before the divine test is over, there is still hope.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King took a deep breath, slowly suppressing the surging anger within him back into his meridians. He needed to calm down.