What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1134

Ye Yu, as someone exceedingly proud, most loathed anything beyond his control.

For example, now—even his own body was being controlled by Yancheng Daoist’s divine art. Panic surged in Yancheng Daoist’s heart!

How could this be happening? What divine art was this?

He barely had time to think before a powerful suction force appeared.

Little White opened its jaws and swallowed Yancheng Daoist whole, intent on devouring him just as it had devoured the flesh-and-blood Evil God, Shen Kangren.

Perhaps Yancheng Daoist was stronger than Shen Kangren—but Little White had grown stronger too, having spent recent days madly fusing and devouring divine beasts. Its power had increased markedly.

With no other sure way to kill Yancheng Daoist, Little White sat cross-legged, wrapped its ten wings around itself, and drew in divine power to hasten the devouring process.

Ye Yu lowered his right hand and exhaled. The art he’d used to trap Yancheng Daoist was Zuo Zhen Ju Zhong (Seat of Central Control). Though its control lasted only briefly, it had sufficed.

He had to admit, this art of controlling a high-realm deity truly had world-altering potential. But its flaw was obvious: while seated in central control, one could not move at all, relying entirely on outside forces to kill the enemy. It required a partner. He resolved to improve it—ideally so it needed no one’s help. Always relying on Little White’s “eat” tactic was too dangerous.

Stepping forward, Ye Yu produced a small jade vial from his storage ring—it contained the new pills he’d synthesized to aid digestion. He fed several at once into Little White’s mouth.

As time ticked by, Ye Yu’s eyes brightened. Could Little White have truly slain that strange Daoist?

Just then, Yancheng Daoist’s voice rang out from within Little White’s belly: “Don’t look at your divine beast so hopefully. Its power is decent, but its realm is too low—it can’t kill me! But I can kill it easily!”

No sooner had he spoken than Little White’s stomach erupted in golden light, its expression turning feral. Its massive body writhed violently on the ground, agony twisting its features. Ye Yu’s heart ached at Little White’s torment.

He acted at once. With a thought, he unleashed the divine art Zhongsheng Pingdeng (All Beings Equal). Within a thousand-zhang radius, everything lost color and divine power vanished—as if severed from the Divine Realm itself.

Seizing the moment, Ye Yu grasped Little White’s tail, slammed it down, and drove a powerful punch into its abdomen. Under the force, Little White screamed, then coughed out Yancheng Daoist.

Ye Yu landed, breathing hard. All Beings Equal was potent—but fleeting and immensely draining of divine power. He swallowed two more divine pills to speed his recovery.

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