Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Time passed, day after day.

The sun and moon revolve, and the sky changes.

Half a year has passed since the arrival of the Black Tide, but the sky over the entire planet Earth has returned to its clear blue, with no trace of black mist.

The void rift healed and disappeared without a trace.

The Black Tide creatures that descended upon Earth were all killed and wiped out.

The whole world seems to have returned to its original state.

Prosperous and thriving cities that have suffered damage are rebuilt, roads are paved, and ruined areas are cleared of debris and restored one by one.

Skyscrapers rose from the ground, and warships stationed in various places quietly regrouped.

It was as if the war had ended and all the people of Earth had survived the catastrophe.

but.

"Is it not over yet?"

With a deep, melancholy gaze, Nangong Ling stood atop the high wall on the outskirts of Nanjiang, looking up at the sky with a complex expression.

One after another, the generals stood behind her, all with similar expressions.

On the mountains of the Flame Tiger Stream, there also exist transcendent martial artists and angelic spirits.

Yang Wudi stood in the center of the Martial Arts Alliance, side by side with Liu Duanyun.

Pandor and Mester stood on the other side, all looking up at the blue sky, their expressions shifting with a range of emotions.

The dome high above was completely empty.

But they all knew.

Beneath that barrier of light refraction, there exists a separate space.

It was a special place that no one could enter; it was a forbidden space formed by the combined power of more than twenty divine beings.

It was because of their selfless dedication that the passage to Chaos was blocked, successfully preventing the apocalypse of the Black Tide disaster.

It was precisely because of this that these allied forces were able to kill the Black Tide creatures with the help of warships and cannon fire, thus eliminating the threat to the entire planet.

Earth's civilization thus survived and continued to exist.

In return, the divine has vanished from the world and has not appeared for six months.

"Master Chen"

"General He"

One by one, names were murmured by Yang Wudi, Nangong Ling, and the others, and the allied forces from the World of Calamity and the World of the Dead also wore expressions of remembrance.

In every world, there are sacred beings participating in this battle, fearless of death, sacrificing themselves.

Mester and the others from the High Wall Alliance also sighed and shook their heads, thinking of their leader, Wang Yu.

When will you be able to return?

A deep sigh rose again, for everyone who participated in the Black Tide War cherished the memory of those sacred beings.

In the silence, no one could answer this question.

Only gentle breezes swept across the ground and rustled through the trees.

Ripples spread across the pond at the entrance to Yanhu Mountain, where small stone statues hidden in the rock formations look up at the sky.

The breeze, transformed into air currents, swirled and gradually rose into the sky.

It is evident that the high-altitude white clouds drifted by, as if invisible ripples were spreading in the void.

The barrier of light refraction appeared and disappeared intermittently; it was a series of powerful warships that guarded the seal like protectors, pressing down on the high heavens.

Optical cloaking allows them to hide in mid-air, unseen by ordinary residents.

In the central area that is being protected, a huge barrier of colorful crystals can be seen.

It resembles a giant oval pieced together from crystals, with light reflecting off every side and wisps of sacred energy flowing through it.

The surrounding space was thus distorted, forming a chasm that blocked the leap and approach of all things.

The entire Nanjiang high sky was affected as a result, and the routes of spaceflights were deliberately avoided.

The multicolored crystal blocked all means of detection, making it difficult for either technological surveillance or martial arts perception to penetrate.

Only by being there can you see its true nature.

It was a special space, as if it had merged with the spiritual world of a group of sacred beings.

The enormous six-pointed star mark is now multicolored and no longer in absolute darkness.

A series of whooshing sounds rang out as a storm swept across the sky, transforming into tornadoes that appeared like the focal points of a six-pointed star, connecting heaven and earth.

Frost spread, freezing half of the void and turning it into a silvery-white pattern.

The lava flowed, forming intricate, flowing crimson stripes within the massive six-pointed star imprint.

The verdant World Tree had long since taken root in the void, securing the seal, while a golden sun hung above it, constantly sending down light and heat to dispel the black filth and evil.

At this moment, each deity manifested their own spiritual world, completely releasing all their essence.

This is why their figures gradually become somewhat illusory, intersecting between reality and the mind.

And at the heart of this suppression by more than twenty divine beings, lies the massive six-pointed star mark.

It is evident that the oval black sphere has shrunk by more than half at some point, as if it has condensed most of its power.

The rumbling sounds that had been coming from it had long since disappeared, as if the evil god had surrendered and been completely sealed away.

but.

"They're really troublesome."

He Mulan, who was presiding over the sealing, lowered her gaze slightly. The Sword Emperor, whose entire body was gilded, was the sole deity and bore the responsibility of converting and connecting the light of the Black Dream with divine power.

Because of this, she could see the black seal, which resembled a giant ball, more clearly.

Streaks of dark dream light interspersed throughout, like thousands of fine threads crisscrossing with sharp blades.

In the very center, whether it was the headless giant, the calamity god with bat-winged dragon heads, or the chaotic serpent god in the giant ring, they all vanished.

Instead, there was a gigantic object resembling a chaotic pupa.

The dense, inky black solidified into a massive, oval-shaped object resembling a cicada pupa.

Wisps of black mist drifted nearby, and drops of black liquid dripped down from time to time.

The three Chaos Gods vanished from their original locations and hid inside the Chaos Cocoon, as if initiating some kind of new evolution in an attempt to break the seal and suppression of the Black Dream Light.

The black liquid dripping from the pupa was like proof of the experiment, causing the nearby Black Dream Threads to sizzle and corrode, continuously cycling between repair and damage.

That's why.

The holy beings dared not be careless, nor could they stop the infusion of holy power.

Because they all knew very well that the seal needed to be maintained by them at all times.

The evolution of the Chaos God is extremely difficult and continues every second.

No one can guarantee that they will not evolve new methods to break through the obstacles.

"They are practically the natural nemesis of the astral plane."

"As long as chaos exists, even if the connection is severed, it will remain immortal and indestructible."

"Even if we perish together here and kill them, they will slowly be resurrected and return from the chaos."

He Mulan recalled Chen Feng's private words when he handed over the sovereignty of the seal to her.

A wave of emotion surged through her mind as she gazed at the Cocoon of Chaos, feeling that the Evil God was both the source of the Chaotic Black Sea and the core of the Chaotic World.

They are immortal and can be resurrected at any time.

Even the Black Dream Light, at its ultimate evolution, can only suppress, not kill.

"No wonder we were destroyed back then."

The blue-armored figure on one side of the seal sat suspended in mid-air, its star spirit within displaying a complex expression.

As a lot of data was gradually recovered, she completely recalled all of Gutaido's secrets.

This is why Gutaido perished.

The evil gods are immortal and can evolve infinitely, making it impossible for them to find a way to eradicate them at their root.

The Black Dream Mark, which had been the subject of enormous research, was only a conjecture until now, when it has barely been realized.

Even so, it was impossible to completely annihilate the evil god and destroy chaos.

With mixed feelings, the eyes of each of the deities suppressing and sealing the seal shifted.

They could sense that the chaotic pupa within the seal was growing stronger and stronger.

The three evil gods seem to have found a direction for evolution amidst the crisis.

In contrast.

The Black Dream Mark has reached a certain limit, its ultimate form. It may still evolve, but compared to the speed of the evil god's evolution, no one can guarantee whether it can maintain this form and continue to suppress chaos.

"Perhaps, we can only rely on him."

As the thought flashed through their minds, the saints all turned their gazes again to the center of the six-pointed star mark, directly above the pupa of chaos.

The figure vanished, leaving only solidified, multicolored flames.

At times, it floats like a sun, radiating a crimson light.

Sometimes it transforms into clear rivers, nurturing all things.

Its surface color can be seen to change constantly, from red to silver-white, from dark brown to emerald green.

It's like the evolution of the world, the formation of life.

He transformed from the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers, to the earth and giant trees, constantly coming to life in various states.

"Last hope"

With a shifting gaze, Wang Yu, inside the World Ship, watched this scene with a hint of anticipation rising within him.

He knew that Chen Feng was currently on the final leg of his ascent of the Heavenly Ladder.

That is the myth of the High Wall Alliance, a realm that exists only in fantasy and is inaccessible to anyone.

And now.

Perhaps, someone will be able to reach this place.

To realize those impossible myths and legends one by one, and to become the king of the world in my imagination.

hum!
Amidst the resonance within the Martial Arts Ladder, another sphere of light slowly vanished.

Chen Feng stepped out from within. Although the gray mist still swirled around him, he could vaguely see the World Throne appearing at the top.

"King of the World."

His eyes flickered slightly; he had already returned to this special place of the soul.

Even with the help of the Black Dream Mark, he was unable to kill the Chaos God.

Its immortality and ability to evolve indefinitely.

Even as a martial god, he felt a sense of helplessness.

Three months? Six months? Or even longer?
He also couldn't be sure how long the Black Dream Seal could last.

Therefore, he needs to master greater power and break through to a higher level that can annihilate evil gods and eliminate future troubles forever.

Looking across the star realm, only the method of resonance and transcendence passed down by the High Wall Alliance could give him hope.

And now.

"The final step?"

Looking ahead, only the last sphere of light remained suspended.

Unbeknownst to him, he had already grasped all the elemental rules of the astral plane.

The sphere of light, about the size of an adult, floated silently in the distance, seemingly nurturing a different world within it.

Unlike any previous sphere of light, this one contained wind, rain, thunder, lightning, blazing fire, and silver frost.

Green forests and azure skies coexist, just like a complete real world.

"What will it be?"

Faced with the unknown, a hint of doubt flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.

He vaguely sensed a special rule on a spatial-temporal level, a higher authority that transcended all elements.

After a moment's thought, he considered the current situation on Earth.

Finally, suppressing all distracting thoughts, Chen Feng made his choice.

hum!
Immediately, he stepped out and entered the sphere of light.

Chen Feng suddenly felt a change in his vision, and the world spun around him.

Multicolored light surged in from all directions, forming a vortex-like channel.

He was unable to control himself and could only feel his body and mind falling, as if he were about to fall into some unknown place.

His eyes shifted, and a strange ripple of emotion stirred within him.

Chen Feng subconsciously turned around and glanced at the end of the vortex passage.

The gray, misty world of the Heavenly Ladder grew smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared completely.

His entire being was locked in this place, and he could feel everything passing by rapidly.

Strength, memory, experience.
Everything was fading away, and an invisible emptiness permeated Chen Feng's heart.

Finally, just as the vortex channel slowly disappeared.

With his center of gravity fixed, he landed in a certain space.

His survival instinct made him open his eyes and look at everything around him.

Confusion and doubt.
This turned out to be a hospital ward.

A group of faces with yellowish skin surrounded them, most of them wearing masks and gloves, and dressed in white long coats.

Soon after, a feeling of weightlessness came over me.

Chen Feng felt himself being picked up, and he heard a language he couldn't understand.

"It's a boy."

"It's quite heavy, so it seems to be in good health."

"But why don't you cry?"

In their confusion, someone raised their hand and slapped themselves.

Subconsciously wanting to resist, Chen Feng, who had lost his memory, opened his mouth wide and uttered the first sound of his life.

"Wow!!"

The loud cries echoed throughout the hospital corridor.

All the doctors in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Completely bewildered, Chen Feng only felt himself being hugged and carried around, with one person in particular making him feel very close to him.

But he soon fell into a deep sleep again.

One day, one week, one month.
Chen Feng left the hospital and was carried home.

The experience on Earth was as if it had never happened, disappearing along with the memories and experiences.

The immense power of the God of War also left no trace.

All that remained for him was the most primal desire to survive, and the ability to observe and assess his surroundings.

In this life, he has two young and healthy parents, as well as two older brothers.

This is a decent family, quite well-off, running a small-scale transportation company.

He was gradually raised.

As he grew older, Chen Feng learned that this was a world called Blue Star.

There are hundreds of countries, and no supernatural powers exist there.

Chen Feng felt inexplicably lost, and he didn't know why.

Mingming is currently living a very happy family life. His parents love him, his brothers are united, and his life is not difficult or stressful.

But strangely, he felt a sense of emptiness inside.

Is it because there are no extraordinary beings in the world?

The thought arose inexplicably, and he couldn't help but continue to inquire.

Even as he grew older, and even after graduating from university, he didn't go to work, but instead devoted himself to pursuing extraordinary clues.

"Third brother, it's all fake on TV. How could there be a superman in this world?"

"Yes, third brother, how could anyone possibly blow up a tank with one punch, fly through the air and disappear underground? That's all fake."

"Child, you've gone mad. It's time to get back to work."

His family didn't understand and tried to persuade him countless times.

This is just an ordinary world; all extraordinary fantasies exist only in movies and TV shows.

but.

For some reason, Chen Feng was very unwilling.

He felt as if he had forgotten something. (End of Chapter)