Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 558 Destruction Divine Weapon
The ghost king's army appeared almost transparent. Only the eerie blue light flowing on their armor and the ghostly blue flames leaping in their eye sockets could definitively prove the existence of this massive army.

They could hover and move swiftly without touching the ground, following closely behind the Shenzhou spacecraft in perfect formation. This elusive and ever-present presence created an extremely strong sense of oppression.

The Ghost King looked at his army with satisfaction, then at Chen Qingzhi and said, "I wonder how the renowned White Robe Army plans to deal with this?"

“We naturally have a way too.” Chen Qingzhi smiled and ordered, “Order the soldiers to assemble on the deck.”

"Yes!" Ma Funian responded. The three thousand white-robed soldiers quickly formed a strict formation on the deck.

Chen Qingzhi then addressed his soldiers, saying, "Brothers, we are now going to destroy Wu Yang's stronghold and avenge our fallen brothers! So that our families and descendants will never again be tormented in their dreams, and will never become walking corpses in the future!"

"Understood!" the soldiers shouted in unison. "We will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

In fact, their morale soared the moment they saw Chen Qingzhi, and there was no need for any mobilization.

"Alright." Chen Qingzhi nodded with satisfaction, then said, "However, Wu Yang's Dream God Army is very special. You will suffer a great loss in your current state, so let A Yuan teach you the method to defeat the enemy!"

"Yes, sir!" the soldiers replied in unison.

"I will bestow upon you the power of the end of heaven and earth!" Ren Yuan stood in mid-air, his body enveloped in a destructive power as black as ink.

He reached out and gathered all the destructive power into his palm, then tossed it into the sky.

The sky was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, with faint purple lightning flashing within them.

"Rise from destruction, my brothers!" Ren Yuan's voice was like a death knell, yet it contained the power of new life.

Three thousand crimson bolts of world-destroying divine lightning descended from the sky, striking the white-robed soldiers with pinpoint accuracy.

In an instant, mournful cries echoed throughout the heavens and earth. The soldiers' bodies trembled violently in the lightning, their veins bulging like coiled dragons, and the excruciating pain felt as if a thousand sharp blades were piercing their souls at the same time!

The white-robed soldiers stood firm and unyielding, not one of them bending their backs to allow the world-destroying power to reshape them! Lightning traveled along their meridians, their bones were tempered to a crystal-clear state amidst crackling sounds, and their flesh was forged into an indestructible body through annihilation and rebirth!

Ren Yuan then formed a hand seal, solidifying the Law of Destruction into a massive Furnace of Destruction above the soldiers' heads. Within the furnace, black flames roared—the power to end all things!

"Use chaos as a furnace to forge the Annihilation Armor! Fall!" With Ren Yuan's furious roar, the furnace toppled, black flames cascading down, scorching the souls of every soldier. Finally, they transformed into crystal cocoons, sealing the white-robed soldiers, along with their agonizing screams, within…

The world instantly fell silent. Only then did the Ghost King withdraw his gaze and curse, "Nonsense! Giving them such powerful destructive force, they'll be completely destroyed once they can't hold on."

"With a major battle imminent, isn't this self-destruction?" Wu Xie also took the opportunity to retort to Ren Yuan.

"They can hold out," Ren Yuan said confidently, "because we are the White-Robed Army!"

As if in response to his words, a roar that shook the universe resounded, and the pitch-black crystal cocoon shattered, with thousands of fragments turning into a sky full of starlight!
The white-robed soldiers' eyes were wide open, flashing with a cold, golden light. They wore jet-black divine armor that shimmered with the light of night stars. The shoulder armor was carved with ferocious taotie beast heads, exuding an aura of destruction. Star-shaped belts, shimmering with brilliant light, wrapped around their waists. Their wings were composed of jet-black blades of light, capable of cleaving the heavens and shattering the void with a single flap!

This divine army is synonymous with destruction. Standing there silently, they exude an awe-inspiring majesty that shakes the heavens and commands the submission of all spirits.

Compared to them, the elite Ghost King Army paled in comparison...

"Today, you are the final judge of this world!" Ren Yuan bestowed upon the ancient god of destruction his final blessing: "Before the end of this world, you must not be destroyed!" "Yes, sir!" A faint golden light emanated from the white-robed soldiers, the power of the ancient god's blessing.

"It's just consumables, is it really necessary to go to this extent?" Wu Xie curled his lip.

“Those are all my brothers.” Ren Yuan glanced at him and said in a deep voice, “This is a matter for men; sissies wouldn’t understand.”

"Who are you calling sissy?" Wu Xie immediately became angry.

"Whoever is in a hurry is the one who should be," Ren Yuan said with a smile.

"Alright!" Wu Xian stopped the two: "The great enemy must be dealt with!"
"Don't fight amongst yourselves yet. Settle accounts with us after we've taken down Wu Yang."

"Hmph!" Wu Xie turned his head away for what seemed like the umpteenth time.

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With another wave of his wide sleeve, Wu Xian sent the Ghost King's army back into the universe within his sleeve like a receding tide.

The Chinese spacecraft, Shenzhou, flapped its wings, piercing through the deep blue dreamscape and soaring above the boundless dreamland.

This world, woven from the dreams of billions of living beings, should have been vibrant and dreamlike. But now it resembles a dusty ancient mirror, suspended in the vast Yunmeng Marsh.

Looking down through the mist, an ominous aura filled the sky. Dark purple lightning flickered in and out of the clouds, like unhealed wounds that never fell; the horizon twisted into eerie curves, blurring the sky and the earth into a chaotic mess, where countless souls suffered torment day after day.

The torment of the dream world is not only far more cruel than that of the human world, but its temporal speed is also far greater. This is because the flow of time here is only one-tenth of that outside!

"Do you understand the Dreamland?" the Ghost King asked, standing beside Ren Yuan.

"Mm." Ren Yuan nodded.

"What do you think?" the Ghost King asked with interest.

"Liberate this place, liberate the souls of the people!" Ren Yuan said resolutely.

"You still don't consider yourself a god," the Ghost King sighed softly.

"Even God cannot enslave people's souls!" Ren Yuan said without hesitation.

"..." The Ghost King wanted to teach him how to be a true god, but then thought it would be a waste of breath. The words that came out were: "Let's find that floating island first."

Ren Yuan nodded and asked Fifth Dimension, the former Fifth Divine General, "Any progress?"

“No.” Fifth Dimension shook his head. He had been searching diligently, but he could not sense the floating island that housed the Eternal Dream Palace.

“Wu Yang knew we were coming and has already hidden the Divine Palace in Dreamland.” He said solemnly, “Dreamland is boundless, and we may not be able to find it for a hundred years.”

"Watch me expose it!" Zu Chongzhi suddenly leaped into the air, surrounded by countless bronze counting rods—the 'Circle-Cutting Tool' he had condensed with his life's blood!
"As everyone knows, there is no such thing as a positive number on a circle!" Zu Chongzhi solemnly declared.
"If it exists, then this world is an illusion!"

(End of this chapter)