The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 332 Creation of the World

As Kai Ming's pupils trembled violently, Zhou Yan gathered the souls of those people and placed them in his palm. Zhou Yan exhaled and whispered in his heart, "Ba, I'm counting on you..."

Although Ba felt a great deal of reluctance within his soul—because bearing a soul is not something that can be accomplished simply by saying a few words—Zhou Yan's will was firm, as solid as iron. The girl opened her mouth, but in the end, she only whispered:
"……it is good."

He paused, then said, "If it hurts, don't blame me for not warning you."

Only in this one sentence could one still hear a hint of resentment in the girl.

Zhou Yan laughed loudly, "If I were in pain, I would call out to you. I bet you wouldn't ignore me."

The young girl was both ashamed and annoyed by these words. She felt that the Taoist priest was shameless, but she was also very happy. Her face turned red, and she hid her little feet in her mind, resentfully thinking about him.

"you!"

"Are all Taoist priests this glib-tongued?!"

After Zhou Yan changed the subject, he said softly, "If I were in excruciating pain, I could still ask you for help. But what about these people? If I have the power, and I don't help them, won't I feel guilty and unable to do so in the future?"

"I'm not a selfless person, but the act of saving people brings me joy, so consider it as if it were for my own sake..."

Ba did not expose Zhou Yan's fallacy of misrepresentation.

She stretched out her hand, closed her eyes, and chanted an ancient incantation. Zhou Yan supported himself with his three-pointed double-edged sword on the ground. In an instant, he felt an excruciating pain as if his soul was being torn apart, and his face turned deathly pale.

Ba stopped moving.

Zhou Yan's body trembled slightly from the intense pain, but his eyes remained calm, like cold stars in a snowy night. He said, "Continue, Ba."

Accompanied by what felt like a thousand cuts at the level of the soul, Zhou Yan's body tensed up and he broke out in a cold sweat. But in the end, accompanied by a low chanting, a stable space was opened up within his soul.

Dreams are a part of the soul.

Its existence and demise are uncertain.

However, after the dream realm was opened this time, it maintained basic stability thanks to Ba's supernatural abilities. Zhou Yan slightly raised his palm, and the more than two thousand divine souls turned into light and were guided into his dream realm from between his eyebrows.

Then, Zhou Yan's mind stirred.

A wisp of his divine soul also appeared in this 'dream'.

Looking up, all he saw was a vast expanse of white, like an enormous chicken egg, indistinct and chaotic. The human souls were hidden within it, representing the primordial state of the soul. He exhaled and said:
“Yan, we’ve successfully created the dream, but we need to find a way to prevent it from dissipating quickly.”

"When that time comes, those souls that flood into your soul will be judged as impurities. Although they won't cause you any harm, your own divine soul will spontaneously activate its protective divine light, and you will destroy them."

Ba paused, frowned, pressed his fingers against his cheek, thought for a while, and finally came up with a brilliant explanation. He clapped his hands and said, "It's like in your time, you could borrow electricity but couldn't directly access it."

Zhou Yan asked in confusion, "That dream before was so stable..."

Ba said, "Because there is that bronze seal, which can serve as a support for the dream, just like the pillars of a house. Now that the pillars are missing, we may have to keep reinforcing it."

A pillar?
Looking at the vast expanse of white before him, Zhou Yan's mind stirred. The human destiny within the Imperial Seal was mobilized at this moment, flowing upstream and crashing into this chaotic dream.

The primordial energy of Xuanhuang circulated and transformed into the earth!
This dream world became much more stable in an instant.

Seeing that it was indeed effective, Zhou Yan said, "Indeed, people's thoughts change too quickly. In a single instant, countless thoughts arise one after another. Therefore, there needs to be something unchanging to stabilize this changing thing."

“If it were a single, unchanging thing, then if any trouble were to occur, this dream space would probably collapse. Therefore, the unchanging thing used to support and solidify this space absolutely cannot be of a single type.”

Zhou Yan seemed to be deep in thought—maintaining stability by leveraging the diversity of things.

At this moment, in the mortal realm of Langzhong, a turbulent storm was brewing, and he didn't have much time. He immediately made a decision. Zhou Yan's dream body, within the dream world created by Ba Yu's soul, took three steps forward, pointed one finger to the ground, and said:
"The earth was formed from the primordial and primordial energy of humanity."

"Then there should also be a sky."

With a thought, the merit and purple energy gained from these tribulations surged forth like the Yangtze River, flowing into this place and colliding with the Xuanhuang energy representing the fortune of humanity. It transformed into pure energy, surging upwards and becoming the sky.

At this moment, however, this dream world is too narrow.

The purple aura of merit and the land of primordial fortune swirled within his soul. Suddenly, Zhou Yan remembered the power entrusted to him by the God of Buzhou Mountain. So, he moved, for this was, after all, just a dream.

In dreams, things getting bigger or smaller is just a normal phenomenon.

Zhou Yan transformed his own divine soul into a giant form.

With his hands supporting the 'sky' and his feet firmly planted on the 'earth', he forcefully separated the sky and the earth. Then, Zhou Yan touched his sleeve, and a ball of spiritual light flew out from a package.

This kind of inspiration has a faint, dreamlike, ethereal quality.

This is none other than the materials used by Zhou Yan when he was dealing with Li Yuanying. When he dismantled Li Yuanying's Tengwang Pavilion Dharma Realm and the great formation, the materials used for those formation nodes were themselves treasure materials similar to dreams, possessing the ability to construct Dharma Realms.

With a thought, Zhou Yan's treasures transformed into streams of light, flying from between his brows into his soul. Then, using the materials from Li Yuanying's Dharma Realm array nodes as a foundation, a massive mountain was constructed within his dream.

What magnificent mountains!
One end supports the earth, and the other end supports the sky.

Above is the purple aura of merit, and below is the black and yellow aura of fortune.

The more than two thousand souls here have all become much smaller and can live peacefully. Ba looked at the achievements after this great operation and said, "This is acceptable. However, with these people's souls here, it's like you are carrying a lot of burdens."

"The methods of fighting will still be affected to some extent."

"...Yes, don't worry."

Zhou Yan replied softly, "If the situation becomes unfavorable, I won't force myself to hold on." However, at this moment, the mountain constructed with the help of Li Yuanying's array nodes was still not powerful enough, or rather, even though the materials were rare and precious, they couldn't withstand the [Merit Purple Qi].

As the giant mountain that had been conjured trembled and cracks appeared, if the mountain were to collapse, the merit purple energy and the human fortune would eventually collide with each other, and this place would naturally return to the dream state that had just been created.

With a thought, Zhou Yan raised his right hand, and the dark golden [Suppress] on his palm emitted a stream of light. He brought his palm down from afar, and the mountain that had been scattered was stabilized again, thus making the place completely stable.

With the purple aura of merit as the sky and the fortune of humanity as the earth, supported by the power of the Heavenly Pillar of Mount Buzhou, the soul wanders between them. All this vast spectacle takes place in Zhou Yan's dream of his soul.

Kaiming, one of the three great gods of Kunlun Mountain, is skilled in perception.

The events unfolding within Zhou Yan's soul were so profound that Kai Ming couldn't help but watch, his eyes wide as if he'd seen a ghost, as he watched Zhou Yan boldly and decisively make changes within the dream.

At first, he was simply impressed by Zhou Yan's determination and compassion. But slowly, when the true human destiny appeared in Zhou Yan's dream, along with the merit purple aura he had gained from saving the four directions, the gratified smile on Kai Ming's lips froze.

Then, the corners of her mouth that were curled up gradually turned down.

Finally, He looked at the 'dream' that had settled down.

I can't laugh at all.

The whole god was in a bad state.

No, wait—

That was a dream?!

This, isn't this right?

The enlightened left and right hemispheres were locked in a battle. On one hand, he looked at the space that had indeed been painstakingly created to accommodate these souls, a space that felt like being slowly tortured at the level of the souls themselves.

On the other hand, there's the final form. This looks exactly like the divine realm.

The Western Paradise of Amitabha Buddha; the Kunlun Immortal Realm's Small Grotto Heaven; the cave dwellings of the ancient Qi cultivators, and the blessed lands that they transformed into after their deaths in the mortal world.

It is a small world that exists because of the existence of a deity at the [Celestial Venerable] level, which is attached to the divine soul of the deity. However, this level is not enough, far from enough. Whether in terms of quality or foundation, it is far from reaching this level.

However, the purple aura of merit, the fortune of humanity, and the power of the pillar of heaven.

The upper limit of these three things is indeed the small world surrounding the [Celestial Venerable].

Is this right?
No, no, that's not it. It's just an ordinary little dream world.

It is a small space that contains the soul.

But how could there be merit and purple aura in the narrow gap of a dream?
Is this right? Or wrong?
The nine enlightened heads seemed to have started fighting each other, causing his expression to become somewhat stunned and hesitant. As one of the three gods of Kunlun, Chisongzi's experience also allowed him to recognize what this was.

The will of God exists purely for the purpose of relieving suffering.

The prototype of the "world" was born in response to the despair and suffering of all beings.

Zhou Yan's soul returned to its place, and he opened his eyes. He possessed the most powerful divine eye in the world, and in an instant, he saw the young Taoist in front of him, but it seemed that he saw a different person.

He was surrounded by merit, and his sleeves were stained with purple aura.

Moreover, there was a faint trace of ancient charm about him.

Classical charm?

Kaiming's pupils contracted sharply.

He was unaware of Zhou Yan's past experiences. It was because he had just partially fulfilled the duties of the Heavenly Pillar that he possessed a unique divine aura. Kaiming, however, was oblivious. Looking at Zhou Yan—a Taoist priest burdened with many things, yet also imbued with a greater sense of weight—he blurted out:

"who are you?!"

Zhou Yan replied, "Zhou Yan."

Kaiming stared at him as if he'd seen a ghost, and Zhou Yan couldn't help but curse:
"...Are you not quite right in the head?"

In his dream world, the girl Ba sat there, her chin resting on her hand, watching the more than two thousand souls quietly stay in this newly created world.

Although this dream world has been created and stabilized as an extremely precious existence, Ba, who inherited the power of the [Huaxu] dream world and was the ancient ruler and goddess of the Ba Kingdom, can clearly see that the edges of this dream world are still blurred.

The girl sighed and looked at her palm.

Hesitation and doubt were in her eyes, but she still pointed her finger at her brow, enduring the pain while also sharing a portion of her authority. When she shared this part of the dream's authority, tears welled up in the girl's eyes.

pain!
it hurts!

With two large bags of tears in her eyes, she looked at the swirling, ever-changing dream in her hand, about to send this part of the power into this world, but at the moment she made her move, it was grabbed by a large hand.

It is Ji Xuanyuan.

The dream created a spatial realm, where Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You could naturally appear. He grabbed Ba's wrist with one hand, his eyes gentle and calm, his voice authoritative: "What are you going to do? This is a part of your soul. Separating it will also affect you."

Ba replied softly, "But if we don't do it this way, this place will still be unstable enough. It will be a great burden for Yan, taking up too much of his mind. It's fine normally, but if he gets into a fight, it will be like having one hand tied."

"He said he would abandon this place if he encountered danger."

"But I know him very well, he won't give up."

"He's just being stubborn."

Looking at the newly created dream space, Ba said, "I wanted to stop him just now... but now that I think about it, how are these people any different from me when I was trapped in the dream?"

“I was saved, he is my hero, but I have to stop him from helping these people.”

"I'm starting to hate myself, Ba, what a bad girl."

"So I want to help him."

Ba stretched out her hand and merged her power into the dream. As a result, the dream, which had been somewhat shaky, became completely stable. The girl Ba smiled gently and said, "Don't tell him. If he finds out, he will feel guilty, which would ruin the whole thing."

The girl stood up, put her hands behind her back, tapped her toes, and chuckled softly.

“Just tell him that you save people from suffering, and he will feel happy.”

"I will help him with what he wants to do."

"His happiness is my happiness."

"Even if I get my way, he's unhappy, but I'm still unhappy."

"That's it."

The girl vanished into a dream, and Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You remained silent for a long time before sighing deeply.

"What a lovely girl."

"But with such deep feelings for him, I'm afraid I won't be able to bring myself to knock that kid unconscious."

"It's better than..."

The two looked at each other.

Before they knew it, each of them held an enormous wooden club. They exchanged glances of admiration, appreciation, and agreement, and burst into laughter as they swung the clubs.

"Heh, heh heh heh heh..."

"Hey, hehehahaha..."

.....................

Zhou Yan, having settled his dream, organized his soul, absolved his sins and endured suffering, and calmed his mind, was conversing with Kaiming when suddenly, an intuition struck him. He felt his left arm light up, and looking up, following the sensation—

After Li Yuanying's Dharma Realm collapsed, the truth here was revealed, and it was in a state of eternal night. A huge darkness enveloped this place, with a full moon hanging high above. A giant dragon turtle swam around, but it was like a phantom, passing through layers of houses without touching them.

Previously, Zhou Yan only found it unbelievable, but now he knew that it was because the giant dragon turtle's physical body was sealed in the deepest place, while its divine sense roamed in the second spiritual world, unable to leave or enter this place.

However, due to the unique characteristics of Langzhong, the overlap between the two worlds is even more pronounced, which can be observed.

But we cannot touch them.

In that instant, Zhou Yan saw cracks appear in the void!

Zhou Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and the next moment, accompanied by a crisp shattering sound.

A wave of water vapor rushed towards us, accompanied by a huge, surging roar of a dragon-turtle!
The dragon-turtle has escaped its predicament?!
The enormous head opened its mouth and bit down hard on Zhou Yan!

(End of this chapter)