“Da Yu is about to make their move.”
Tan Zhuyin gazed at the nearby thunderbolts resembling heavenly punishment, then looked toward the two Dharma Kings and the Huanmo Sect members.
“The Crystal Palace isn’t easy to destroy, and perhaps our Ancestral God resides within.”
One of the Dharma Kings solemnly spoke.
“If that is indeed true, we too might stand a chance.”
Tan Zhuyin nodded.
The Ancestral God is supreme, more mysterious and unfathomable than even the immortals of legend who ascended to the heavens.
Such disrespect will surely anger the Yunmeng Ancestral God.
“But the Ancestral God has been asleep for so long, I wonder how much divine power will be manifested…” Luo Yexian expressed his concerns.
“We just need to assist in the moment, and if we can keep Jiang Yu here… all the better!”
Tan Zhuyin’s eyes gleamed with dark intensity.
As he finished speaking, the gates of the Crystal Palace amidst the lightning began to slowly open.
A grand and vast voice resonated from within:
“Who dares disturb my slumber?”
“Hmm?”
The old man wielding the thunder, whose every move causes the heavens and earth to tremble, furrowed his brows, looking skeptical.
As he passed through the palace earlier, he had realized this place had connections to the past Huanmo Sect.
Could something inside…
“Having slept for countless years, now that you’ve disturbed me, you shall remain here, forever falling into the depths of the dream abyss…”
A melancholy sigh ensued.
One by one, magnificent butterflies transformed into a stunning and dreamlike river, surging out from the Crystal Palace and quickly filling the entire underground palace.
In an instant, the boundary between reality and dreams seemed to blur.
Everyone’s eyes began to show confusion and stupor. Luo Yexian even had saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth…
“Hmph, pretending to be a god!”
Rumbling—
Heavenly punitive thunder descended.
The divine lightning streaked across the sky, immediately setting some of the dream butterflies alight, causing cracks in the dream, like a shattered mirror.
“Having dreamt for so long, let’s see how your dream holds up against several heavenly punishes!”
The heavens suddenly darkened.
And a shadowy figure finally emerged from the river of dream butterflies, standing there with several powerful figures nearby.
“Dream God… it’s truly the Yunmeng Ancestral God, He has awakened…”
The dream heritage of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had been long lost, for an unknown amount of time.
The world all said the Dream God was dead.
Now, with this mastery over dreams reappearing, who else could it possibly be?
“Welcome back, Ancestral God!”
Without exception, all the members of the Huanmo Sect fervently bowed in worship.
Among them were not a few who had committed heinous crimes.
The more evil they were, the more fanatically stubborn they became in their beliefs.
Rumbling—
Dream butterflies and heavenly punitive thunder intertwine.
The invincible heavenly punitive divine thunder was actually twisted by the dreams, making it seem almost powerless.
But its power was real.
Unless the one wielding the divine thunder himself believed that his thunder had lost its strength, as long as his heart didn’t waver, the fake would always be fake.
At the same time, that ethereal voice also came, ringing in the ears of the sect members:
“Do you wish to progress further?”
“Yes!”
“Your chance has come.”
“For the Ancestral God!”
The members of the Huanmo Sect, full of vigor, rushed into battle without fear of d*ath.
The two Dharma Kings unleashed their full power of the Sixth Realm of Dharma Body. At this level, all mystic powers are internalized, free from the constraints of heaven and earth.
Hence, even with two Dongtian experts at the玄 (Xuan) level colliding, they still maintained their combat capability.
“Protect the Crown Prince!”
“Who kicked me?”
“d*mn it, every day you kick my door, arrest my sect members, today, my iron leg skills finally have a use!!”
As for the rest of the Huanmo Sect members, they were already engaged in fierce battle with the Sky Patrol Guards.
“Jiang Yu, d*e!”
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Tan Zhuyin engaged in combat with the Da Yu Crown Prince.
“Do you wish to d*e once more?”
Jiang Yu attacked fiercely, his divine intention prominent among many outer and inner landscapes, quite remarkable.
With just one punch.
In the midst of the swirling calamitous clouds, Tan Zhuyin faced a formidable opponent.
Various powerful inner and outer landscapes wreaked havoc in the underground palace, making the scene extremely chaotic.
This Yunmeng Palace has already weathered the trials of time.
Moreover, its origin was from one of the Heavenly Phoenix Domains.
Now, the broken Heavenly Phoenix Domain has been taken by Ice Chunk. Instantly, the Yunmeng Palace became like a rootless straw floating in the wind, beginning to sway unstably under the impact of various powerful forces.
At this point, amidst the battle.
Jiang Yu was just about to gradually suppress Tan Zhuyin, intending to k*ll him, when he suddenly narrowed his heterochromatic eyes.
Not too far away.
A shadow was sneaking furtively out of the crack of the Crystal Palace’s door, seemingly trying to escape in the chaos.
Is that him?
That Qianlong Fourth’s… Ke Mo?
However.
He was ultimately too low in cultivation.
In his embrace, a thread of life and d*ath divine light leaked out ‘accidentally’, identical to the divine light seen earlier in the Crystal Palace!
“Run!”
Ke Mo was shocked and immediately began to flee, his form flashing rapidly toward the entrance of the underground palace.
Jiang Yu immediately ceased his attack, surrounded by golden dragons, he erupted into a pursuit.
He runs!
He chases!
“Hmm?”
Tan Zhuyin who was already in a precarious situation from being suppressed didn’t expect Jiang Yu to suddenly stop.
But soon, he also noticed Ke Mo!
“Junior, did he run off with the Ancestral God’s divine object?” Chicken-eyed Zhubi Ji very intelligently asked.
“Chase!”
The Huanmo Sect Junior also followed closely behind, leading a group of Huanmo Sect members to pursue.
In the midst of the battle field, only the sounds of the two Xuan level experts fighting remained.
But.
The two Dharma Kings of the Huanmo Sect felt something was off as they continued to fight.
Why was their pressure getting more and more intense?
In layman’s terms, Yunmeng Ancestral God was getting more and more like a slacker, big talk but little action…
…
“Phew, my dream shadow won’t fool them for long, let’s go.”
“Hmm, my astral body will also be caught up sooner or later.”
Ke Mo and Qin Yuzhi exchanged glances.
At that moment, they each silently praised the other’s impressive acting skills.
Well, in fact, this plan was actually proposed by little Ke Mo. That divine light was from the Mirage Spirit Pearl, simulating an effect of the Heavenly Phoenix Domain.
The Spirit Pearl would likely be temporarily lost…
His heart was bleeding, but Ke Mo couldn’t afford to concern himself with that at the moment:
“Let’s go quickly.”
Qin Yuzhi nodded, waving her sleeve to manifest over a thousand dream butterflies, completely concealing their forms in a cocoon-like veil, allowing them to move silently and without trace.
Dreamlike illusions carried them through the interwoven terrify energies.
“Will we not be discovered?” Ke Mo marveled.
Qin Yuzhi proudly said: “Relax, dream path practitioners are hard to k*ll, and they’re skilled in tactical retreats. They’ve all been hypnotized by me.”
Ke Mo: “…True.”
She was oddly proud.
Could martial arts really have such skills?
“Should be safe to escape.”
“But…”
Ke Mo glanced at Ice Chunk.
Still couldn’t see Ice Chunk’s destiny.
He silently worried but still closed his eyes, and carefully controlled his astral body.
…
PS: How will little Ke Mo learn to solve Ice Chunk’s problem? Guess we’ll see.
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