What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1194

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Wuliang Hall was indeed a warlike Divine Pact, but that didn’t mean they won every battle. Otherwise, they’d be the strongest Pact in the Divine Realm, not just a second-tier force in the north. Hong Zhencheng’s concern thus made sense. Under normal circumstances, the weak survive by clinging to the strong—but Ye Yu was clearly no ordinary case. A false strongman, in fact. Strictly speaking, Hong Zhencheng was the true powerhouse here.

Ye Yu rolled his eyes. What the hell? Why was this guy following him everywhere? It made everything he did awkward. And if the tide turned badly and he had to flee, how could he preserve his “high-god” image? More importantly, how did Hong Zhencheng always pinpoint his location whenever Ye Yu hid? Curiosity got the better of him, and he asked, “How do you always find me?”

Hong Zhencheng grinned and conveyed his answer via heart-voice: “High God, you’re unaware that my great Dao is the Blood Sensation! No matter how well you conceal yourself, I can sense your location. And between us, your concealment techniques are nothing special—about New God Realm level. You’ll need to refine them further!”

Ye Yu’s mind went blank. Of course his concealment was only New God Realm–level—because that was his true cultivation! Still, Blood Sensation was impressive. Nothing could hide in front of Hong Zhencheng. He truly was a “foolish genius” of the Blood Demons.

As Ye Yu and Hong Zhencheng spoke, the battlefield shifted in an instant. Suddenly, a massive black umbrella hovered over everyone. A delicate young girl floated at its handle, her sorrowful gaze sweeping downward at the assembled deities. A furious gale of Underworld Wind hurtled toward Wuliang Hall’s forces, overwhelming their defenses.

Seeing this, Ye Yu quickly retrieved the tome given him by Master Ge and found the entry on the Nine Abyss Soul-Seizing Umbrella (mid-grade divine artifact). The canopy was ink-black while the handle gleamed snowy white, each side dangling a single bronze bell—one black, one white—symbolizing the yin-yang realms. Its spirit reactor was the girl named Wu Yuan. When driven by divine power, it unleashed Underworld Wind to damage divine bodies and shatter their qi flows, severely limiting their strength. The entry noted the umbrella was wielded by the Wolf God Gu Feng.

Ye Yu frowned. As expected, the text was outdated in some details, but the Nine Abyss Soul-Seizing Umbrella’s power was undeniable. If this continued, Wuliang Hall could not hold for long. The rout would come sooner than anyone expected. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

In that moment, a brilliant blade of light flashed, and Nangong Yantian was sent hurtling backward. He spat a mouthful of golden blood—clearly gravely wounded. “Brothers and sisters, retreat!” he called, preparing to flee. Even badly injured, he couldn’t resist sowing more hate: “Three old dogs, let’s call this one a draw. Your three Ox Spirits for my one stab. Though honestly, your Ox Spirits are pretty tiny!”

Laughing, he vanished in a rainbow of light. His intent was clear: draw the enemy’s main focus and buy his comrades a chance to escape. His heart wasn’t entirely cold.