Capítulo 4011: Chapter 1910: Third Realm (2)
After transcending the tribulation, he estimated that he had mostly assimilated the Ghost Ancestor!
As for skipping the Ancestral God Fate Chart and directly rging two into one, then returning to zero… the unsealed Ancestral God Hua Changdeng felt that the Ten High Nobles’ attempt seed to hold a few strands of hope.
Upon achieving Godhood, he understood why the Demon Ancestor, Cursed Yin, and dicine Ancestor each planned so much, all following a step-by-step path.
Because it was simply impossible!
Closing his eyes again, Hua Changdeng refocused on the process of Harmonization, but seed distracted by the impact of the Ghost Ancestor’s mories and experiences.
Everything was under control, and the absolute sense of security brought by the River of Oblivion’s guardianship made Hua Changdeng reopen his eyes.
He gazed steadily at Bazhun’an and smiled gently, offering a rare few words of advice to this old rival who helped him achieve his path:
“The Heavenly Realm is no more, the path to Ascension is blocked.”
“Without a Life Providence to secure foundational roots, you will regress rather than advance.”
“Bazhun’an, follow the path this Ancestor has laid out for you, and you may achieve sothing, then continue to battle .”
“But if you recklessly pursue only the present, this Ancestor hopes that when you take the final step, you do not regret it!”
After saying these few words, Hua Changdeng looked no further and concentrated fully on continuing to devour the Ghost Ancestor.
Yet he overlooked one point.
Bazhunan, sitting cross-legged “transcending the tribulation,” didn’t care about Godhood-Sealing and becoming an Ancestor, as if he had another agenda.
In the instant Hua Changdeng closed his eyes again, Bazhun’an simultaneously opened his, with sword cognition and thunder light erupting from them.
He had transford into Thunderman, becoming an entire tribulation-releasing entity.
Normally, tribulation endurers, even Hua Changdeng, require a quiet and undisturbed environnt, which he had received.
Bazhun’an stepped forward, unbelievably, entering the Water of Oblivion that spanned the realm before him.
“Sizzle——”
Ancestor God Destruction’s great tribulation thunder instantly turned the entire River of Oblivion grey, shattering Heaven and Earth’s path energy.
Hua Changdeng’s eyelids twitched, forcing him to open them again.
Upon viewing, Bazhun’an was nowhere to be seen, vanished into the river’s waters, while all across Shengshen Continent, ethereal songs resounded:
“The Dao cos in dreams…”
Wow!
This line, like a slumbering Grey Shadow, directly invaded the minds of cultivators in the five regions, pulling them into dreams.
Bang bang bang…
Figures everywhere collapsed one by one, falling into a state of deep sleep.
Elder Wuyue’s body shook violently, instinctively resisting, his soul and consciousness out-of-body, seeing even his own body fall to the ground.
Dream?
With just this word, Elder Wuyue’s mind stirred, his spiritual will trembled.
Not fear, but excitent!
He saw in the word “dream” a brighter path energy radiance than when the Sword Ancestor erged from the Mystical Gate.
He imdiately gave up his active resistance and joined the dream realm encompassing all of Shengshen Continent, intent on witnessing the mystery!
These were rely the aftermath of a single sword.
Hua Changdeng, who primarily faced the “Dream Sword,” was in an unstable Harmonization spiritual state, instantly pulled into the Grey Shadow dream space.
With eyes open, what he saw was a vast void, the ominous mood of losing the protection from the River of Oblivion, and a real blue light shooting in from afar.
“Qingju calls from the heart…”
A Sword from the East!
In the dream, cultivators across the five regions awakened to this scene, A Sword from the East, a Sword Deity — this ti, was it Qingju?
But the dream was illusory, hazy, incredibly indistinct.
They couldn’t even clearly see if that “Qingju” was truly Qingju, or the true shape of the sword body.
Even the white-clothed figure holding Qingju was indefinably shadowy, resembling Bazhun’an, yet more like soone beyond Bazhun’an… Who?
Who could surpass Bazhun’an in the Way of the Sword?
“Fantasy Sword Technique…”
When Hua Changdeng saw A Sword from the East, he instantly achieved enlightennt on Bazhun’an’s intent, his heart shivered slightly.
Coupled with his previous devouring of the Sword Sea, fad sword, and Three Tribulations, yet suppressing everything to release now.
“This fellow intends to use Fantasy Sword Technique to enter the Dao, Sword Opening Mystical Gate?”
Fad sword had opened the Mystical Gate, yet “mystic” was intercepted by the Sword Ancestor, and the cultivators in the five regions saw rely a figure.
But true “mystery” should be an extre application of Ancient Sword Technique, sufficient to attain the power to beco Gods and Ancestor in the Third Realm.
Bazhunan…
He wishes to use Fantasy Sword Technique to interrupt my state of Harmonization, preferring to shatter than compromise?
“Incorrigible!”
With a long shout, Hua Changdeng summoned Sword Demon’s Three Swords, Will Ghost pierced the void’s cavity, intending to interrupt this dream sword.
Thunk!
A sword.
The white-clad figure holding Qingju was pierced directly.
Yet it did not disappear but transford into nurous gentle white points of light, scattering across the sky, encircling Hua Changdeng.
Each white light point split into a Bazhun’an.
Tens of thousands of Bazhun’an, none were the first-in-command saint servant Bazhun’an, but those from thirty years earlier.
The “I”!
The “Sword ”!
The ethereal sound ca again, like the mumbling whispers of a person drunk unto oblivion, in a long dream.
Tens of thousands of Bazhun’an unsheathed swords, thousands of Qingju delayed, countless mystical white gates opened, sealing Hua Changdeng whose mind was in a great shock.
“The Dao cos in dreams, Qingju calls from the heart…”
“Awakened, the flower is eternal, after sword the Lonely Building shadow…”
In the tiless sword phrase resounding through the minds of cultivators in the five regions was the definitive end-form of the dream sword:
“Fantasy Sword Technique·Third Realm·Eternal Dream!”
At that mont, Elder Wuyue’s body was covered in goosebumps, feeling a sense of soul transparency, epiphany.
Dream?
Using dream to enter the Dao?
From the initial space-ti transition…
To the Second World’s Way of Space…
Finally, using a “dream” unprecedented even by the Sword Ancestor to enter ti, proving the Dao through eternity, Sword Opening Mystical?
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