"This bastard, I was actually deceived by soone of the Gathering Essence Realm?" The Blood Spirit Venerable absorbed the split soul, as if sensing the dream sequence all over again.
How could the imposing Blood Spirit Venerable be duped by a re mortal?
"It seems mortals are indeed full of cunning sches, unfit for the great path!" The Blood Spirit Venerable snorted coldly. He wouldn’t have been as angry if he had been outwitted by soone of the sa realm.
However, the Blood Spirit Venerable was also puzzled, wondering why his soul power had been plundered.
Logically, even if his ghost failed to bewitch the drear, its soul power should have been reclaid.
Even Chen Shijie hadn’t managed to cause him any loss of soul power.
And now he had lost the majority of it?
If everyone were like Zhao Xing, he would no longer be able to play with the trick of ghosts entering dreams. He would be completely drained.
Therefore, the Blood Spirit Venerable was particularly eager to find out the reason.
Suppressing the rage in his heart, the Blood Spirit Venerable patiently finished reviewing the dream sequence.
"Hmm?" The Eyes of the Blood Spirit Venerable suddenly sharpened. At the mont the dream ended, he distinctly felt that this experience, unlike any other, was different.
"The convergence of the three souls, did he enter the dream willingly?"
"Does this an that the dream, from the very beginning... was under his control?"
The Blood Spirit Venerable was suddenly sowhat alard.
Entering a dream voluntarily is extrely difficult.
No cultivator can guarantee that they will dream once they fall asleep.
However strong the Life Soul might be, it can’t voluntarily enter dreams without the ’convergence of the three souls.’
"To enter a dream willingly is difficult enough, but to control the dreamscape is even more challenging."
"Not only does the Life Soul have to sense both the Heaven Soul and the Earth Soul, but it also must influence them to a certain degree."
"But how could he do it with such a low realm?"
The brows of the Blood Spirit Venerable deeply furrowed; he felt sothing strange about this affair.
He reexamined the dream sequence ticulously.
The Blood Spirit Venerable ignored the part where Zhao Xing pretended to be mad and focused on every detail instead.
The more he observed, the more somber his expression beca.
"He not only cultivated his Life Soul, but he also knows an extrely advanced Secret Technique, and he is even protected by a high-grade soul-class treasure!"
"This thod..." The Blood Spirit Venerable vaguely felt a sense of familiarity.
He was, after all, a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect, just that his body spent most of its ti in slumber with the sect since the end of the Ancient Sect era, waiting for the revival, leaving only a sliver of a split soul in the Xuantian Sect to receive offerings.
Having lived long enough, the Blood Spirit Venerable, who beca a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect long before the establishnt of Great Zhou, was widely experienced. He vaguely sensed that the Secret Technique Zhao Xing demonstrated felt familiar.
"This thod of weaving dreams seems like sothing I’ve seen before..." The Blood Spirit Venerable quickly searched his mories, but it was an extrely distant recollection – more than ten thousand years since the Sect era!
"Hmm? Could this be the Dream God Sect’s unique skill ’Great Dream Spring and Autumn’?"
A possibility surfaced in his mind, causing the Blood Spirit Venerable’s brows to twitch.
The Dream God Sect was a top-tier sect during the ancient tis.
During the glorious Sect era, only ten sects were acclaid with the title ’Divine Sect.’
After the decline and fragntation of the Dream God Sect, which turned more ruthless and was known as the ’Nightmare Sect’, its power remained terrifying.
During the height of the Sect era, it was supre; during the Dynasty era, the Dream God Sect even beca the state religion of Da Li, monopolizing one of the Fortune Dynasties.
Where Great Zhou had seventy-two Daoist Academies, as a result of sects coming under its control, Da Li had only the Dream God Sect.
"How does he know ’Great Dream Spring and Autumn’? Wasn’t that unique skill lost long ago?"
"Is he a descendant of the Dream God Sect? Or is it the reincarnation of a powerful being from the Dream God Sect?"
The thought of this made the Blood Spirit Venerable jump. Outer Sects had various thods for waiting for the Spiritual Energy Recovery Era.
The Xuantian Sect’s choice was to sleep and lurk; most of its mbers were in slumber, with only a few waking in turns to observe worldly changes, waiting for the day spiritual energy would recover.
However, there are more high-end thods, such as reincarnating within the mortal world.
Those capable of reincarnating would naturally be exceptionally gifted after their rebirth.
In different eras, they could rise to high positions, even leading the direction of the tis.
The advantage of this is that when spiritual energy recovers, they could seize the initiative!
"Could it be that Zhao Xing is the reincarnation of a mighty figure from the Dream God Sect?" A shiver ran through the Blood Spirit Venerable, startled by his own thought.
"Impossible," he imdiately shook his head, dismissing the guess. "If that were so, could I have seen it so easily?"
If Zhao Xing were truly so weak and easily exposed... he would be in great danger of being killed, his soul shattered and scattered.
"It’s more likely a fortuitous coincidence that he has obtained part of the Dream God Sect’s heritage." The Blood Spirit Venerable pondered.
With that thought, a glimr of greed appeared in the Blood Spirit Venerable’s eyes: "Dream God Sect heritage... Zhao Xing, I will rember you."
Just then.
"Gurgle~"
The Blood Pool suddenly began to boil, interrupting the Blood Spirit Venerable’s thoughts.
Looking up, he saw a middle-aged man holding a Yanyue Blade and clad in silver armor, with a stern face, floating towards him.
The surrounding red mbrane burst apart, repelled by the golden light of the golden body.
"Duke Donghu?" Seeing this golden-armored war deity, the Blood Spirit Venerable instantly realized that he had been preoccupied with Zhao Xing and had spent a bit too long on the matter.
As a result, Duke Donghu, the City Lord God of Valley City, had co looking for him.
"What evil creature!’’ Duke Donghu looked at the Blood Spirit Venerable, his eyebrows imdiately bristling.
"The junior of East Lake," the Blood Spirit Venerable said with a smile, "by seniority, you should be calling Venerable."
"You evil fiend, you’ve committed such atrocities; you deserve death a thousand tis over!" Duke Donghu, glancing at the Blood Pool, couldn’t help but rage, the golden light flickering nonstop.
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