Dream Travel

Chapter 482 You can leave

"They all have to die!" Livru, enraged, became irrational.

The numerous tentacles hardened into sharp thorns, making it very uncomfortable for the guardian trapped inside.

The monsters summoned by the white curtain do not possess any special powers such as demonic energy; they are characterized by their powerful physiques, resembling those wild and ferocious beasts.

However, some of these ferocious beasts are so powerful that even experts with true qi cannot defeat them.

He could withstand these spikes with his protective true qi and immaculate body, but his strength was consumed very quickly when he moved inside.

Fortunately, the mountain gate has enough pure energy, so the consumption can't keep up with the recovery. As long as he can hold on a little longer, the Pure Energy Divine Skill will continue to strengthen, and he will be able to defeat this monster!
As for the drawback of the Dustless Divine Skill's rapid breakthroughs without consolidating its foundation, that can be considered later.

"Hahahaha, kill them all! That's it!!" Elsewhere, Lexenberg retreated behind the white curtain, laughing wildly.

This made a Dharma protector who couldn't find an opportunity grit his teeth in hatred.

He had noticed this strange 'sheep demon' long ago, unlike the other monsters summoned by the White Curtain.

This sheep demon is skilled in many demonic arts, and many ordinary inner disciples have died at its hands.

Moreover, the black vortex that formed beneath his feet further disturbed the dust-free aura.

Some of the disciples who died were not dissipated into dustless energy, but were directly swallowed up by the shadow vortex.

This goat demon posed a greater overall threat, and he wanted to kill it with swift and decisive action, but little did he know that this goat demon was particularly cunning.

He was firmly protected by the white curtain from the beginning, and he didn't even have a chance to use his ruthless methods. He was almost killed by the white curtain.

As time goes on, the area affected by the Shadow Vortex continues to expand.

“Found it. The ‘magic circle’ here is really complicated and strange,” Lexenberg suddenly said with a sinister laugh.

The guardian, who was still looking for an opportunity, was startled and thought to himself that something was wrong.

Lexenberg pointed to the main hall of the Mingjing Church, and the tense expression of the Dharma Protector relaxed slightly.

Then he saw Lexenberg grin at him and point to another spot, where the shadowy vortex covering the ground coalesced into a demonic greatsword, which slashed down at that spot.

The Mingjing Sect disciples stationed there desperately blocked the demon's giant sword.

After the demonic greatsword dissipated, a fiery cloud appeared in the sky, and hellfire rained down.

Still blocked by the disciples working together, Lexenberg's expression began to falter.

"The combat techniques they practice are disgusting."

Although he didn't understand the cultivation techniques of this world, Luxembla directly regarded them as combat skills practiced by some warriors.

Moreover, it's a combat skill that stacks all resistances. Since it has all resistances, it's not easy to find a weakness.

Shan Qifeng, who was fighting Shan Qiming, glanced at the area covered by the fire rain.

He slashed his palm at the air, and the Thousand Mountains Qi pressed down like a mountain.

"You old scoundrel!" Shan Qiming swung his sword, cleaving through the mountain's protective aura.

He frowned and stared at Shan Qifeng. Where did this powerful old man come from?
As for the similarities between his and the other person's eyebrows, he hadn't paid any attention to them at first.

This body itself was a 'spirit child' that had been plundered, unlike other spirit children who were cultivated as 'talents'.

This child prodigy possessed an extraordinary physique; during his cultivation, he was even found to have a transcendent quality.

This trait makes it easier to pursue the legendary 'ascension,' which is not just a once-in-a-millennium event, but a once-in-ten-thousand-years event!

Having encountered such a prodigy, he naturally nurtured him with great effort, allowing him to cultivate the relatively complete Wuchen Divine Skill.

After the mission was accomplished, he seized the body without hesitation, using the Dustless Divine Skill to cleanse the spirit child's body and soul completely.

Therefore, the possession was not only very smooth, but also left no residue or contamination, so there was no so-called original body memory.

When he met Shan Qifeng, he naturally had no impression of him or any special feelings about him.

But the combat power that Shan Qifeng displayed made him think more... Hmm, where did this spirit child come from?
But he couldn't think of it for a moment, after all, the Mingjing Sect had plundered a large number of reincarnated children back then, and the origins of many of these children were unknown.

The main problem was that after several twists and turns, the people who looted the place no longer had many complete records.

They all plundered it through illegitimate means, so how could there be so many complete records?
Moreover, in order to prevent the Mingjing Sect from developing smoothly, the places where they searched for reincarnated children were all in border areas.

Border areas mean more targets, larger locations, and greater difficulty in tracing the source.

"Old fool? Grandson, you were spanked by your grandpa when you were a kid, call me grandpa now!"

Shan Qifeng's expression was slightly ferocious, and his steady Thousand Mountain Qi also showed a mountain collapse momentum. His hair, which had originally returned to black, had more white strands.

Shan Qiming noticed this, and then smiled easily: "I thought it was something, a life-or-death struggle. How long can you last?"

He was somewhat disheveled from Shan Qifeng's attack, but the mountain was rich in dust-free energy, and in terms of attrition, the old man in front of him could not possibly outlast him.

Shan Qifeng chuckled softly, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked up slightly at the sky.

Shan Qiming was puzzled, but then he felt a heavy pressure. He looked up at the sky and saw a meteorite carrying heavenly fire falling from the sky.

Seeing the meteorite crashing down, the guardian spirits who had been guarding the Source of Dust lost their souls and rushed back at an even faster speed.

Then they watched helplessly as the meteorite carrying heavenly fire fell from the sky and struck the location of the Dustless Source with perfect accuracy.

Although the Source of Dust is buried deep underground, the force of this meteorite landing was so great that the entire mountain gate trembled.

The mountain cracked, and the spreading celestial fire ignited a wildfire, severely damaging the Dustless Source. The gathered Dustless Qi could no longer condense and began to dissipate.

"..." Shan Qifeng stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless, but inwardly filled with emotion.

Bai Mu said he could summon meteorites. At first, he thought it was some kind of magic, but even if it was some kind of magical artifact, it shouldn't be that exaggerated.

But it wasn't until the meteorite actually struck that Shan Qifeng realized just how powerful it was.

That wasn't magic at all; it was just a physical meteorite that crashed down!
Spells are broken down; for example, someone like him who practices internal energy can specialize in spell attacks.

Even those who practice internal energy cultivation wouldn't consider directly confronting a falling meteorite.

"Grandson, why did you stop chopping?" Shan Qifeng looked at Shan Qiming with a smile, his expression somewhat complicated.

When his grandson was kidnapped, he did do something, but things didn't go smoothly after leaving the land of destiny, which became a hurdle in his heart.

What is he if he doesn't have a place of destiny?
However, now that he is truly far from the land of destiny, Shan Qifeng no longer feels anything. If things don't go smoothly, so be it; if things go smoothly, so be it!
"You all deserve to die!" Shan Qiming was only annoyed by Shan Qifeng's complicated expression. The Dustless Divine Skill cleansed his body completely.

No matter what Shan Qifeng does, he cannot evoke the slightest 'impression' in this body, nor will he feel anything because of it.

Now all he felt was unexpected anger.

If it was a premeditated attack on Mingjing Church by certain individuals, then it's not a big deal.

Just be prepared. The Mingjing Sect has a deep and complex influence in Zhongzhou. Anyone who wants to take action against them should think twice.

But suddenly two reckless men charged straight at us!

Who would have thought something like this would happen?

The Mingjing Sect has many experts, but these experts don't gather at the Mingjing Sect headquarters all the time.

With such a large force, their other branches also need to be guarded by experts. Moreover, with him, the leader, at headquarters, he is far more useful than the experts of the Mingjing Sect.

However, this raid caused heavy losses to the Mingjing Sect!
"Oh well, my poor grandson. At least he's not the one who did the heinous things."

Shan Qifeng sighed sadly.

"Grandson, let me show you what the Ten Thousand Mountains are like—"

"Old man, have you had enough?!" Shan Qiming threw out the white jade longsword in his hand, faster than Shan Qifeng.

The white jade sword, once thrown out, stood upright in the sky. The uncontrollable, even restless, dust-free energy from the mountain gate gathered into a vortex and swept towards the white jade sword.

"Tomorrow, the land will be pristine, and the world will be free of dust!!"

"Hmm!?" The white curtain immediately dispelled the illusion summoning, allowing Esdeath to appear.

"What happened...you!?" The woman with long, icy blue hair who appeared sensed an immense crisis and immediately used the secret technique of her Imperial Arms.

During the process, she showed no mercy to the white curtain, frantically drawing upon the power it provided.

The moment the dark blue frozen dome was formed, pure white light fell from the sky, covering the area with tiny dust particles.

The entire gate of the Mingjing Sect turned to dust under the illumination of the sky, and all traces were erased.

Esdeath looked up at the sky, where the frozen field she had created using her Imperial Arms technique 'Mahapadma' was rapidly disintegrating.

The sunlight even penetrated that layer of frozen dark blue.

"What is this..." Esdeath didn't expect that after the White Curtain released her once in a long time, it would leave her with a huge surprise.

Mahaprabhā's frozen domain was completely disintegrated in less than a few seconds.

The instant the freeze failed, Bai Mu reached out and grabbed her waist, throwing her behind him, with the weapon box in front of him.

This resistance gave Bai Mu a sense of being torn apart, as if it were constantly being dismantled.

He knew this was a confrontation based on the Dream Erosion effect of the weapon case; if his will and his own spirit were torn apart, the weapon case would be broken.

In the vast expanse of white light, all sounds were completely suppressed. Then, the heavens and earth trembled, and the waning light was shattered by the powerful force of the qi, with jade-like fragments of light falling from the sky.

Dust particles touched the shards of light and turned into even finer powder. The white curtain blocked the falling dust with the weapon box, its spirit somewhat weary.

The body's energy expenditure was sufficient to maintain a feeling of fullness, so even summoning a meteorite had little impact.

However, mental exhaustion cannot be replenished quickly.

The 'clouds and mist' surrounding the Mingjing Sect's mountaintop were almost completely gone; the mountain had been nearly flattened by the attack, and all that could be seen from the white curtain was dust.

Two figures fell from the sky. 'Shan Qiming' no longer had the image of a banished immortal. His hair was disheveled and he looked like a beggar on the roadside.

Shan Qifeng's body was withered and near death, even more hunched than when Bai Mu first met him. Both were injured... no, it should be said that Shan Qifeng lost.

"Alas, if only I had been more ambitious back then..." Shan Qifeng sighed wistfully, for he had never truly reached the realm of the myriad mountains.

After forcibly using Wan Chong Shan, regardless of victory or defeat, his fate was already sealed. But it was all for the best; the Mingjing Sect's years of accumulation were completely destroyed by his single blow.

In the coming period, the Mingjing Sect will inevitably fall into internal strife.

"You can go now." Shan Qifeng straightened his hunched back and said to the white curtain behind him.

Bai Mu can leave, but he will stay no matter what.

(End of this chapter)