Douluo Continent: My strongest soul beast was exposed by the Heavenly Curtain?

Chapter 36 Weaving Dreams! A Fleeting Dream! (Please continue reading)

"Master, you're not joking, are you?"

Tang Yuehua looked completely unconvinced, her delicate brows furrowed, and her tone full of doubt.

In her view, Li Yannian's words were not just exaggerated, but almost absurd.

However, Li Yannian did not show the slightest hint of joking when faced with her questioning.

At this moment, his expression was more solemn than ever before, his gaze as deep as an abyss, as if he were staring at something that even time and space could not measure.

"joke?"

Li Yannian slowly repeated the three words, his tone low and calm, yet inexplicably carrying a weight that made one's heart tremble.

Have you ever dreamed?

Tang Yuehua was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously retorted, "So what if I did it! Master, you're not going to mean the world in my dreams, are you?"

She couldn't help but chuckle softly and shake her head.

"That's just an illusion."

"That's ridiculous, it's just a dream, I'll wake up in a bit."

Her tone was relaxed, even somewhat dismissive, as if the topic itself wasn't worth taking seriously.

However—as soon as she finished speaking, Li Yannian suddenly fell silent.

It was not impatience, nor was it silence, but rather a profound and prolonged silence.

The silence was like a bottomless well, lying there quietly, making people feel uneasy.

Tang Yuehua's smile gradually froze.

She noticed that Li Yannian didn't take the opportunity to tease her or laugh it off as he usually did.

On the contrary, his expression was serious to the point of being indifferent.

It was an expression she had never seen on her master's face before.

"Master————"

Tang Yuehua's voice unconsciously lowered a few decibels.

"You—you're not kidding?"

"Can it really be like this?"

Her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Looking at Li Yannian's serious, almost cold expression, Tang Yuehua finally realized a fact: the current Evil Emperor seemed to have truly reached a height that she could hardly imagine.

One — capable of creating a world through dreams.

Li Yannian spoke slowly, his tone still calm, yet it struck Tang Yuehua's heart like a heavy hammer: "When a person dreams, for a thousand years."

"But in the outside world, only a moment had passed."

"Don't you think this is creating a world?"

Tang Yuehua's pupils suddenly contracted.

Li Yannian did not stop, but continued, "A world where you have lived for thousands, or even tens of thousands of years."

"You are born, grow, train, fight, fail, and succeed within it."

"You have family, enemies, love, and hate there."

"You might even die there."

"A place like this,"

He looked directly at Tang Yuehua and asked, word by word, "Isn't it called the Real World?"

This moment.

Tang Yuehua fell completely silent.

She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

If—if what Li Yannian said is true.

A person spent millions of years in a dream.

That's no longer as simple as "dreaming".

At that point, even if everything is essentially fake, in the eyes of the person involved, the world of their dream has probably already become the only reality.

Reality, on the contrary, seems like a brief and absurd illusion.

Just as the two fell silent after their conversation, the voice of the Evil Emperor slowly rang out from the sky.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an indescribable sense of resonance, as if it transcended time and space, directly penetrating the depths of every living being's consciousness.

"I see----"

"Zhuang Zhou Mengdie."

"A fleeting dream."

The Evil Emperor's tone carried a hint of sudden realization.

"The two stories the gentleman told back then—"

"It actually happened."

In the sky, the Evil Emperor's enormous single eye slightly contracted, as if gazing at the future that was about to unfold before him.

"Each of them can live in their dreams for millions of years."

"And I only need to do it for them."

"Create a world that belongs to them."

His voice gradually lowered, carrying a chilling gentleness.

"One day in the outside world."

"A thousand years in a dream".

"This method is far more effective than simply modifying memories."

The Evil Emperor's murmur, like a thunderclap, resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

This moment—beyond the sky.

Whether they are human soul masters or powerful soul beasts.

Whether they were high-ranking officials in the empire or ordinary people in the city.

Almost simultaneously, everyone who heard these words felt a chill run down their spine.

Just as the Evil Emperor said.

If such a thing were to happen—it would be a far more terrifying method than simply altering memories.

Even memories can be doubted.

But what about "life"?

Who can deny that a person has personally experienced a lifetime spanning millions of years?

"Is it really possible?"

Bibi Dong slowly raised her head and looked up at the sky high in the heavens.

Her gaze was deep and complex, and her tone carried a rare hint of hesitation.

"Create a dream world where people can live for millions of years."

"A dream—for millions of years."

"Really—can you still distinguish between dreams and reality?"

She murmured to herself, as if questioning the Evil Emperor, or as if interrogating herself.

As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, she had witnessed far too many temptations and too much depravity.

But what the Evil Emperor described was an ultimate temptation that even she could not ignore.

How many people, after living in a dream for millions of years, can calmly return to reality?

I'm afraid—very few.

even.

Even Bibi Dong herself might not be able to do it.

If such a world really exists.

A dream without the threat of death or the constraints of reality.

There, one can make up for their regrets.

You can start your life over.

They can fight at will without paying a price.

Even more importantly—one can bring back combat experience and power from it.

What kind of existence would that be?

"This legendary soul beast known as the Evil Emperor—"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and slowly said, "I'm afraid they will simultaneously become the possessions of countless humans and soul beasts."

"A formidable enemy."

"He is also a benefactor."

Her gaze gradually sharpened.

"As soon as he opens his mouth..."

"I'm afraid there are countless people in this world who would be willing to be his dream person."

"What a dangerous soul skill!"

This moment.

Bibi Dong's vigilance towards the Evil Emperor had reached an unprecedented level.

The Spirit Hall experts behind her also had solemn expressions.

No one thought she overreacted.

Because the power of the Evil Emperor already exceeds the conventional meaning of "powerful".

It is a force powerful enough to shake the very foundations of the world.

"Such a powerful soul skill—"

Ghost Douluo's ghostly voice quietly rang out.

"It was actually taught by that soul beast master."

"Now I'm starting to believe."

"The reason why these legendary soul beasts are so powerful."

"Perhaps it is precisely because of the existence of this Soul Beast Master."

Yue Guan nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"That's right."

"This Soul Beast Master is simply too powerful."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone carrying a hint of profound speculation.

"I'm even starting to have doubts—"

"He is probably also the father of the Snow Emperor."

"Otherwise one"

"His blue cloak is simply inexplicable."

Yue Guan's words made Bibi Dong nod slightly.

This is a guess.

This is not unfounded.

At the same time, the scene changed again.

Starry Sky Forest.

Lake of Life.

Xiong Jun squatted obediently by the lake, not daring to even breathe loudly.

At this moment, looking at the Evil Emperor in the sky, he felt his head throbbing.

"Those big eyes—"

"I never knew he had this skill."

Xiong Jun scratched his head, looking confused.

"When did you ever tell any stories like Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly or the dream of the Yellow Millet?"

"How come I've never heard of it before?"

However, his expression quickly turned excited.

"But to be honest..."

"That's really impressive!"

"Dream for a thousand years."

"Old Bear loves to dream!"

"When I have time, I have to make him come to me!"

Xiong Jun muttered curses, his tone full of curiosity and anticipation.

Obviously.

With his limited brain capacity, he simply couldn't comprehend the terror behind this ability.

In his view, it's a place to have fun, to enjoy life, and to dream.

That's good stuff.

As for the consequences?

nonexistent.

however.

Wanmu, standing to the side, looked on with disgust, barely able to bear to look.

"Pooh."

"You idiot."

"All you do is play, you want to experience something new?"

Wanmu sneered and retorted mercilessly, "Let me tell you."

"You should really go in and experience it for yourself."

"After coming out—"

"He'll probably become an idiot."

Xiong Jun was taken aback, and subconsciously retorted, "How can it be as bizarre as you say?"

Wanmu coldly retorted: "A dream spanning a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even a million years."

"You really had such a long dream."

What do you think—

'

"Are you still the same person now?"

"What do you think?"

"Such a long period of life."

"What will you do inside?"

This series of rhetorical questions struck Xiong Jun like a hammer blow, leaving him dumbfounded.

"Yes—yes—"

Xiong Jun finally realized what was happening and showed a look of sudden understanding.

But the next second—a lewd yet honest smile appeared on his face.

"If dreams could be manipulated—"

"That would be wonderful, hehehe!"

Wanmu:

Utterly speechless.

At this moment, Di Tian slowly spoke.

His gaze was deep, and his tone carried an undisguised sense of satisfaction.

"Very good."

"We are the Soul Beast race."

"We've gained another powerful brother."

"In that case..."

"Facing human Soul Masters."

"Our chances of winning have increased even further."

Brigitte smiled gently and said softly, "Yes."

"I'm afraid what will happen next is those humans."

"They will be even more wary of our soul beast race."

Her gaze was gentle, yet meaningful.

"And this is just the beginning."

"Emperor Tian".

"I believe it."

"You will soon receive your reward."

Di Tian did not refute.

He thought so too.

Not surprisingly.

I should be able to secure a place in the top three.

Just as Di Tian was thinking this, the scene in the sky changed once again.

Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and the Shrek Seven Devils.

At this moment, everyone was like a frightened bird.

"Weaving Dreams —"

"Manipulating the dream world —"

"A thousand years — ten thousand years —"

Ma Hongjun swallowed hard, his voice becoming dry.

"You can actually do that?"

"If such an ability really existed..."

"We humans one"

"Wouldn't they all be doomed?"

As the successor of the Fiery Phoenix.

He knew better than anyone how vulnerable humans are in the face of desire.

If it were him.

They probably couldn't resist such temptation.

however.

At this moment, Tang San stepped forward.

His expression was firm, and his tone was strong: "If it were me doing it..."

"I will definitely shatter this dream world."

"I am who I am."

"It wasn't a dream."

"That can make me fall into depravity."

His gaze was clear and confident.

It was as if they had never doubted themselves.

And this kind of confidence—only Xiao Wu would choose to believe without hesitation.

"right!"

"Third Brother."

"I trust you."

Even though Tang San had disappointed her more than once in the past.

But at least for now—

She is still willing to believe.

Yu Xiaogang remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "I hope so."

"The other woman"

You must cherish and hold fast to this original aspiration.

"

After he finished speaking...

But suddenly it seemed as if it realized something.

He suddenly looked up.

A look of shock appeared on his face.

"etc----"

"A new legendary soul beast has appeared!"

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