Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 556 True Love is Invincible
Wu Yang retrieved the Dream-Catching Ring and was about to teleport away immediately, giving Ren Yuan no chance to take it back.

He is the god of dreams, and does not need a dream catcher's ring; he can return to his divine realm with a mere thought.

Once we return to the realm of the gods, we will be completely safe...

However, at this critical moment, someone suddenly pounced on him from behind and grabbed him around the waist.

Wu Yang's mind was slightly disturbed, and the direction of his teleportation changed. Instead of returning to the Yunmeng Marsh, he appeared on the East Sea.

What angered Him even more was that the person was His most trusted Fifth Dimension! Otherwise, He wouldn't have been caught off guard.

As Wu Yang pressed down on Fifth Dimension's head, he roared, "Are you crazy? Let go of me!"

A sharp pain shot through the fifth dimension's head, yet he refused to let go, his eyes bloodshot as he roared:
"Give me back Nangong!!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yang was initially incredulous, then angrily retorted, "How many years have you followed me, and you've only been with that little bitch for a few days?!"

"Human emotions are beyond the comprehension of a monster like you..." The fifth-dimensional skull cracked with a chilling sound, blood streaming down its face. It still wouldn't let go, roaring at the top of its lungs:

"Nangong, I love you!"

"I gave you everything, and you betrayed me!" Wu Yang was furious and, with a ruthless clenched fist, shouted, "Die, you ingrate!"

But His fatal blow abruptly stopped just as it was about to shatter the fifth dimension's head, and He froze completely...

"Fifth, kill me quickly..." Wu Yang's voice underwent a subtle change, causing Fifth Wei to tremble and abruptly look up at her face—

His facial features remained unchanged, but the inhuman sharp arrogance between his brows was gone, replaced by a heartwarming gentleness...

Those eyes, which had been a pale gold, returned to a black filled with love.

“Nangong…” Fifth Wei burst into tears and hugged her, crying loudly.

"Waaah, I miss you so much..."

"Fifth, I love you too." Nangong's face was filled with pain as he said in a trembling voice, "Kill me quickly, He's about to take back my body..."

"No..." Fifth Dimension's elation vanished instantly, and he shook his head vigorously, saying, "I'll take you to find A Yuan, he'll definitely have a way."

“Too late…” Nangong said, his eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, his expression turned fierce, and he ripped off the fifth dimension’s left arm.

"You two, don't even think about succeeding!" Wu Yang roared angrily.

"Quickly..." In the next instant, Nangong regained control, but his voice grew weaker and weaker. "If He destroys the Dreamcatcher, you'll never find your dreamland again..."

"Ah!" The Fifth Dimension howled like a wounded beast. Despite the torrent of tears, he still managed to pierce through Nangong's Crimson Emperor Palace with a single palm strike...

Nangong was merely Wuyang's human form; he had not developed a divine core and relied entirely on divine power condensed from his powerful divine sense for protection. Once Nangong regained control of his body, the protective barrier naturally disappeared.

Wu Yang's divine consciousness resided in the Crimson Emperor Palace of Nangong...

"Fools, stupid humans..." Wu Yang's wisp of soul dissipated amidst a mournful cry.

Fifth Dimension didn't even glance at her, but instead knelt down and wept bitterly, holding Nangong's dying body.

"Don't cry, just don't forget me..." Nangong raised his hand with difficulty.

“I have never forgotten you, and I will never forget you…” Fifth Dimension quickly grabbed her cold hand and pressed it against his cheek.

"Alright..." Nangong finished speaking and then passed away peacefully, his figure gradually becoming transparent. Fifth Dimension cried out in anguish, holding only a wisp of fragrant soul in his arms, unwilling to leave for a long time.

The sound of the East China Sea waves remains unchanged, as if singing a lament for Nangong: "Ten years of separation have turned my temples white; I cannot bear to look back, for tears stream down my face."

Even if we meet again, you should recognize my old blue dress.
Sword broken, star sunk, ocean dried up; eyes fixed on blade, words uttered with sorrow.

Crimson clouds shattered the embers of the setting sun, tearing through the clouds, vowing to become a pair.

Burn down the Jade Terrace, and hold hands to bury the primordial wilderness.

If in the next life this calamity can be averted, then in the bluestone alley, by the apricot blossom window…

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Purple Mountain.

The White-Robed Army occupied Tongtai Temple, and Chen Qingzhi and others arrived in front of the giant Buddha statue that pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the earth.

Then they saw Ren Yuan standing in front of the Buddha, his eyes filled with sorrow, tears welling up in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Yuan?" Yao hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Sister Nan is gone," Ren Yuan choked out. He used his powerful divine sense to sweep across the surroundings, already sensing the location of the Fifth Dimension and Nangong. But by then, the two had reached the point of parting...

Therefore, Ren Yuan did not go to disturb them.

"Didn't Sister Nangong pass away a long time ago?" Chen Baxian asked, puzzled.

"She wasn't completely obliterated by the Dream God; a wisp of her soul remains hidden deep within her sea of ​​consciousness," came the Fifth Dimension's reply. He was pale, his white robe stained with blood, only his right arm remaining, teetering on the verge of collapse. Yet, he bravely flew back at the first moment…

"Fifth Brother." Ren Yuan knew that Fifth Wei was loyal to Liu Bei but secretly supported Liu Bei, so he quickly used his divine power to heal him...

"Don't waste time, let's get going!" Fifth Dimension waved his hand and handed the bloodstained Dream Catcher Ring to Ren Yuan, saying, "Without the Dream Catcher Ring, the Dream God can still forcibly destroy the passage and hide the Dreamland. In that case, Nangong's sacrifice would have been in vain."

“Okay!” Ren Yuan nodded emphatically and took the dream catcher ring that shimmered with a soft glow.

He took a deep breath and channeled the destructive divine power that shared the same origin as Wu Yang. As the divine power flowed in, the Dream-Catching Ring shone brightly, revealing a vortex shimmering with starlight, and the passage to dreams reopened. A rich fragrance of dream essence, mingled with dreamlike light and shadow, wafted over, making one drowsy.

At this moment, there was no longer any protective formation blocking Zijin Mountain. The bronze warship piloted by Zu Chongzhi and his grandson hovered atop Zijin Mountain.

Zu Chongzhi found the arrogant, domineering Buddha statue extremely displeasing. With a wave of his hand, the giant cannon at the bow of the ship fired a purple beam of light. A deafening boom shook the heavens and the earth, and the Buddha statue vanished completely from the world, as if it had never existed.

"Board the ship immediately! Head to Dreamland!" Zu Chongzhi shouted loudly towards the ground.

"Let's go! Let's go!" Upon hearing this, everyone sprang into action, flying towards the Chinese spacecraft. The white-robed soldiers also spread their wings and boarded the ship.

The Shenzhou spacecraft's hatch swung open, revealing a vast magical space within. Soft light illuminated every corner, easily accommodating tens of thousands of people. How could it possibly hold less than three thousand white-robed soldiers?

"Let's go!" Ren Yuan shouted the order once everyone was on board.

Just as the Chinese spacecraft was about to take flight and drift off to sleep, a majestic voice rang out: "Wait!"

Then everyone saw a towering figure dressed in a black dragon robe and wearing a twelve-tassel crown appear above the Shenzhou.

"Your Majesty the Ghost King?" Ren Yuan looked up and felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

"Not bad, not bad." The Ghost King looked him over with satisfaction and praised him happily, "You really did help the ancient god achieve his goal. You haven't disappointed me after all."

"What do you mean?" Ren Yuan was completely confused.

"Don't you even realize that if it weren't for your elder brother letting you off the hook, would you have been able to leave the Ghost Kingdom alive?" Dressed in black robes, incredibly elegant, but once brought to tears by Ren Yuan, Wu Xie appeared beside the Ghost King, speaking with annoyance:
"It wasn't that I let it go, but could you have beaten me back then?"

(End of this chapter)