Illusionary Dream Seven-Colored Lizard

After settling the matter with the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch, Yu Xiaowei was in an excellent mood.

Just as he had guessed, the Meng Family had no powerful faction backing them. Faced with the generous terms offered by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it was unlikely they would refuse.

Sure enough, Meng Shu agreed after barely any hesitation.

When he had gone to retrieve the Pontiff's Decree, Yu Xiaowei had already informed Yu Xiaomeng about bringing the Meng Family in and had written a personal letter for him to deliver to Yu Yuanzhen.

There might be some discrepancies in what they promised Meng Shu, but overall, it would remain within what the Meng Family could accept.

Faced with a subordinate clan that was practically equivalent to having a Titled Douluo, Yu Yuanzhen could not possibly begrudge them the clan's resources.

With one major matter resolved, another weight lifted from Yu Xiaowei's heart.

After a comfortable night's sleep.

Yu Xiaowei discovered that something was off with his body.

Without realizing it, his Soul Power had advanced.

"Eh? I didn't cultivate last night, and I didn't feel like I was breaking through a bottleneck. How did I level up?"

Yu Xiaowei was rather surprised as well. He repeatedly sensed his Soul Power and confirmed that he had truly reached level forty.

"Could the Ice and Fire Herb have a delayed effect?"

After eating the Ice and Fire Herb at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well that day, although his Soul Power had not advanced, his body had still undergone some changes.

For example, when he used Martial Soul Possession now, his scales were no longer the pure black they had once been. Their edges had gained a ring of crystalline blue, and they felt faintly cool to the touch.

The flames that had once clung to his scales only in wisps had also spread over a larger area. If not for the lack of any abnormal sensation in his body, he would have thought from appearances alone that he had transformed into his Crimson Lotus Form.

The greatest change was still his Breath. Whether it was Heat Ray or Atomic Breath, both had become hotter, wrapped in a layer of crystalline blue icy flame. When his Breath struck a target, the collision of hot and cold would trigger a violent explosion.

More importantly, his body had grown a little leaner, yet his strength had increased.

His original strength had already been terrifying. Back at the academy, after beating up Tailong, he had arm-wrestled Tainuo, who had come looking for trouble.

He had forcibly snapped Tainuo's wrist.

When he had beaten Dai Mubai before, Dai Mubai had fallen before Yu Xiaowei had even exerted any strength.

He had estimated it himself: without considering soul skills or Soul Power, he could now utterly crush a Soul King through sheer strength alone.

Yu Xiaowei's original plan had been to return to Suotuo City and wait for Yu Xiaogang after persuading the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch.

He had not expected to suddenly reach level forty. Fortunately, the Star Dou Great Forest was nearby, so he could pick up a Soul Ring along the way without delaying anything.

Before setting out, he went to see the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch, only to be told that the three of them had left early that morning.

Left with no choice, he had to head to the Star Dou Great Forest alone again.

A journey of over a hundred kilometers was nothing to Yu Xiaowei, who had spent years running laps around Heaven Dou City. He arrived by noon.

His target for a level-forty Soul Ring had originally been a Soul Beast of at least ten thousand years.

But after consuming the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and those two Ice and Fire Herbs, his physical constitution had improved tremendously. He felt that a twenty-thousand-year Soul Ring might not be impossible either.

Logically speaking, a normal twenty-thousand-year Soul Ring should only be absorbable at the Soul Emperor level.

However, a twenty-thousand-year Soul Beast seemed to be comparable to a high-level Soul King or Soul Emperor. He did not know whether he could withstand it.

Like Sunset Forest, the stronger Soul Beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest lived closer to its central region.

Worried that he might get lost, Yu Xiaowei neither turned nor wandered about, instead traveling straight ahead.

This time, he was still searching for a fire-attributed Soul Beast or a strength-type Soul Beast.

It would be even better if he found something like a ten-thousand-year Titan Giant Ape.

As Yu Xiaowei ventured deeper, the trees in the forest grew increasingly lush.

He did not know where the boundary between ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts and Thousand Year Soul Beasts lay. He only knew to keep moving forward.

Unlike when he had accompanied Ning Rongrong in Sunset Forest, he did not deliberately suppress his Godzilla aura this time.

He did so because ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts possessed an extremely strong territorial awareness. To them, an unfamiliar aura—especially the ferocious aura of a monster like Godzilla—was no different from a face-to-face provocation.

After traveling at full speed for roughly an hour.

Yu Xiaowei stopped. His eyes flickered as he looked toward a towering tree on his left, where a strange reptilian Soul Beast was hiding.

Its body was long and cylindrical, with a triangular head. Its protruding eyes constantly rolled in every direction, its long tail curled up, and sharp spikes covered its back.

The colors on the Soul Beast's body had blended completely with the tree beneath it. If Yu Xiaowei had not possessed the Godzilla Martial Soul and an innate sensitivity to the aura of unusual beasts, he likely would not have noticed it.

An Illusionary Dream Seven-Colored Lizard. A dragon-type creature. The spikes on its body were highly venomous, and its body color constantly changed according to its surroundings. It excelled at using Spiritual Power to attack its enemies.

Judging by the twelve rings on this Seven-Colored Lizard's scales, it was a twelve-thousand-year Soul Beast.

In the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's records, this kind of Soul Beast was praised as one of the most annoying Soul Beasts.

It was not difficult to kill. After all, it was a spiritual-type Soul Beast with an extremely weak physical body. Once someone got close, even a Soul Elder could kill it.

However, it possessed astonishing camouflage abilities, excelled at ambushes, and was cautious by nature. When attacking, it would drag its target into an illusion, only devouring them after they had completely succumbed.

If a Soul Master skilled in Spiritual Power encountered this kind of Soul Beast, they could still resist it to some extent. If they found its true body, they might even kill it in return.

But if a strength-type Soul Master with nothing but muscles in their head, or an agility-type Soul Master who dealt damage like a tickle, encountered it, then a mere ten-thousand-year Illusionary Dream Seven-Colored Lizard could even toy a Soul Emperor to death.

The Illusionary Dream Seven-Colored Lizard had already been alerted and was stealthily creeping toward Yu Xiaowei.

Its attributes did not match his, so Yu Xiaowei had no intention of provoking it. With a flash, he sped away into the distance.

Suddenly, an invisible ripple struck from behind. Before Yu Xiaowei could defend himself, his vision went black, and his five senses were swiftly cut off.

When light returned to his eyes, what he saw was the already-destroyed Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Xiaowei's eyes instantly reddened. Trembling, he walked through the ruins. Beneath the shattered walls and broken stones, he saw one familiar figure after another.

Yu Xiaomeng, Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianxin...

When he saw Yu Luomian's mangled corpse, tears poured from Yu Xiaowei's eyes. He lunged forward, frantically tore away the bricks and tiles pressing down on it, then held Yu Luomian's body and wailed in agony.

"Xiaowei, run."

"Little Uncle, run!"

"Xiaowei, don't come back. Go!"

Voice after voice echoed relentlessly through his mind. One familiar face after another appeared before his eyes, only to quickly vanish.

Yet Yu Xiaowei ignored them all. He remained kneeling there, clutching Yu Luomian's corpse and weeping bitterly.

"Xiaowei, go! Go!"

Yu Yuanzhen's voice jolted Yu Xiaowei back to his senses, but the sight before him filled him with boundless rage.

Yu Yuanzhen's right leg was gone.

Yue Guan, whom Yu Xiaowei had met once before, was forcefully tearing at his right arm. Another bizarre black shadow let out a sinister cackle as it used a strange dagger to cut off his head.

"You beasts—!"

Watching Yue Guan and the others strip away Yu Yuanzhen's Soul Bones, Yu Xiaowei let out a heart-rending roar.

His eyes instantly changed color, shifting from black pupils against white to black pupils against orange.

After a long howl, his body rapidly grew taller. He was no longer in his previous half-dragonized state, but had entered a complete Dragon Transformation.

As crimson firelight blazed, vast patches of scales covered his entire body. His frame continuously swelled and enlarged, solid muscles bulging one after another.

In just a few breaths, Yu Xiaowei changed from a human into a true Godzilla standing a full twenty meters tall.

After an earth-shaking beastly roar, Godzilla heavily stepped forward, and the illusion created by the Illusionary Dream Seven-Colored Lizard instantly shattered like glass.

Within the Star Dou Great Forest.

Under the Illusionary Dream Seven-Colored Lizard's terrified gaze, the awakened Yu Xiaowei seized its neck. With a savage expression, he first ripped out the venomous spikes on its back one by one, then crushed and tore off its limbs bit by bit. Afterward, he transformed claws and disemboweled it, plucking out its internal organs one by one.

The Seven-Colored Lizard now regretted beyond measure that its life force was so tenacious. In the end, Yu Xiaowei tortured it until it was utterly broken before it finally died.

A dazzling black Soul Ring rose up. At the same time, a Soul Bone gleaming with seven colors emerged from the Illusionary Dream Seven-Colored Lizard's corpse.

Expressionless, Yu Xiaowei scooped up the Soul Bone and stuffed it into his Soul Tool. As for the black Soul Ring, he did not even spare it a glance before striding away.