The Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 84: Fantasy

In the depths of the Dark Forest, was a hilly region where only a small number of cultivators had ventured.

Here, there was actually no clue about demonic Qi, and it was on par with pure land.

On top of the giant stone slab at the top of the hill, there was a figure lying there. This figure was none other than Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian did not know where he was. He was just worried about not letting his last wisp of consciousness be extinguished.

The 12 Liaison styles of the Life Needle Art, Black Uncle had once warned him not to use this special needle technique if he had not stepped into Yuanfu yet. Suddenly the power exerted on him by the eruption of his Bloodline Limit was not something he was able to withstand. Previously, back at the Star Emperor Academy, fortunately there were people who cared for him, ensuring his safety. But this time, not only did he execute this special needle technique again, he also suffered a grievous wound that pushed his life very close to death.

Qin Wentian's entire body was completely devoid of strength; he could only rely on his eternal will to endure, keeping the flame from his life force.

"I can cultivate in my dreams."

Qin Wentian was clear that for those who chose to tread the martial path, absorbing the energy would allow their life force to flourish. If he wanted to live, he would first have to recover the energy in his body in order to have a chance to survive. However, he soon realized that this pure land seemed to be a place completely eliminated from Heaven and Earth. He had no way of sensing Astral Constellation, there was no way to absorb Astral Energy into his body.

This situation caused Qin Wentian to be extremely depressed. If there was no energy in his body, he would soon starve to death after a few days.

"Could this be my burial ground?" Qin Wentian was extremely unwilling. He can't die here.

Hoping to break the bonds of this space, a strong survival intent allowed those dreams to be born, as he tried to catch a glimpse of this space

Here, on this vast land, he was the only one lying very helplessly on top of a gigantic stone slab. However, at this moment in the dream, he saw a glittering and faintly visible mountain peak at the closest distance, standing upright, piercing through the vault of Heaven.

"This room ..this is not my dream," Qin Wentian's heart trembled. At this moment, a glittering mountain peak appeared again, followed abruptly by eight more mountains. A total of nine such mountain peaks appeared and surrounded the hilly region, causing great shock to fill Qin Wentian's heart.

The nine mountain peaks seemed to have an otherworldly aura, flickering within and outside of existence. All this, is it a dream? Or is it reality?

Qin Wentian asked himself, unable to discern the difference between the two.

As his dream was about to drift, Qin Wentian saw the scene that was happening in front of him. A middle-aged figure with a green-colored robe roamed the world and finally came to this hilly region. The scene in the picture was extremely beautiful, as the middle-aged figure lay on top of a giant stone slab and fell asleep.

As he slept, nine towering mountain peaks suddenly appeared, surrounding the entire hilly region. And in the middle of the nine mountain peaks, countless images, scenery recordings, materialized.

Each of the recordings that appeared endlessly opened. There was too much Qin Wentian could notice. As the footage flashed by, he only saw a middle-aged figure casually using his hands to pick up stars from the sky. Using the sword, he underlined the mountains and rivers with an ordinary slash. Not only that, with a prick of his fingers, the middle-aged man hollowed out the vault of Heaven.

But everything seems like a dream.

After he woke up, the man shook the dust of his body and showed a carefree smile, before he stood up and slowly left.

Immediately after, the nine towering mountain peaks gradually disappeared.

“Dream can allow one to traverse all of Heaven and Earth, dream can pry past and present, dream can allow me to reach for the stars and steal the moon. Since I can do whatever I want in a dream, why not become a free spirit, and dream of something sublime and unrealistic, indulge myself in fantasy! ”

The man let out a long, carefree, and unattached laugh, as he left a trail of tall and unrealistic dreams atop a giant stone slab in the hilly region.

"Dreaming of something sublime and unrealistic."

Qin Wentian trembled slightly. His dream will drift to one of the mountain peaks, where the footage continues without pause. Instantly, Qin Wentian felt a strong current of attraction, as his will was absorbed into the scene.

He realized that here, at the top of this towering mountain, there was a recorded dream.

The green-robed middle-aged figure turned into a Roc and floated between Heaven and Earth. Suddenly, Roc's large eyes flickered, as a beam of visible light shot towards Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian only sensed a terrifying surge of energy currents, even sharper than a sword, piercing his body, and he let out a blood-curdling cry.

"No....." Qin Wentian secretly roared furiously. He wants to live. He can't die here.

"Since this is just a dream, why should I be afraid of him?"

In a flash of understanding, Qin Wentian forced his eyes to stare towards Roc's eyes. It was if tens of thousands of filaments of light rays pierced through his body, however, he did not feel fear in his heart.

The Roc floated between Heaven and Earth, traveling a distance of 10,000 miles away with the support of the wind, at an incomparable speed.

Qin Wentian's heart started pounding, as his dreams-would be pulled from the tape. His will then entered the peak of the second mountain, where the green-robed middle-aged figure turned into an Ancient God, easily taking out stars from the sky, destroying Heaven and Earth. Qin Wentian did not know how many times he "died" in the dream. He simply resisted the wave of will filled with destruction from time to time and steadfastly struggled to prevent his flickering will of consciousness from being extinguished.

At the peak of the third mountain, a green-robed middle-aged figure slashed down the mountain with a single punch, smashing the sky with a single finger bend, wiping out everything.

At the peak of the fourth mountain, that green-robed middle-aged figure shattered the mountains and overturned the ocean with a single roar.

…………

It is unknown how many times Qin Wentian experienced 'dying' pain and suffering'. Under that fierce pressure attack, he was like a sand particle within a large, tiny and insignificant desert. However, the twinkling candle flame that represented his life force never went out.

Nine towering mountain peaks, nine types of heaven-defying wills. Each will has the potential to destroy Heaven and annihilate Earth.

Qin Wentian's dream was to retreat, and he sighed. What a great and glorious dream.

The traces recorded by those dreams had incredible strength and power within them. However, Qin Wentian did not believe that the nine towering mountain peaks were real.

As the middle-aged figure said: life is just a dream. Why not get excited and carefree, indulge yourself in fantasy?

"Nine mountain peaks, nine different dreams." Qin Wentian. Every dream has the power to destroy Heaven and annihilate Earth. Was it because the green-robed middle-aged figure had enlarged the scope and scale of his strength to the max and dared to fully enjoy his delusion?

"A wonderful genius."

Qin Wentian exclaimed. That green-robed middle-aged figure was definitely a monstrous genius.

He had once thought that Astral Souls types would need special innate techniques before one could cultivate and unleash their strength. However, the middle-aged figure proved it wrong, allowing him to gain a rare insight of enlightenment.

Dreams themselves are a type of energy that is present everywhere.

Qin Wentian pondered deeply over the insights he had gained. Now, after he calmed down, he was no longer afraid that the flames of his life force would be extinguished. Instead, he knew that he would never die. This belief is only growing stronger.

"Pamper myself in a fantasy." Qin Wentian muttered, as his dream was about to ponder the insight he had just gained.

Time slowly flows. Back at the top of the first mountain, the scene that occurred emitted a radiant light. At this moment, many demonic beasts in the Dark Forest, approached the light source and saw the glittering mountain peak, twinkling in and out of existence.

After a period of time passed, when the demonic beast looked in this direction, a second, glittering mountain peak appeared. For a moment, waves of terrifying sealing energy gushed out, causing fear and shock to appear in the hearts of the savage beasts.

These demonic beasts knew that the holy land had the power to seal itself off from everything from the outside world. No Yuan Qi, no Demonic Qi. If they entered that place, they would also be immersed in endless dreams.

However, at this moment, above the pure land, towering mountain peaks appeared one after another, growing more and more sparkling.

After the nine mountain peaks were fully formed, a stunning surge of energy gushed out. The terrifying turbulence from the pressure was moving towards the Dark Forest, sealing everything in contact. Fear appeared in the hearts of the demonic beasts, as they hurriedly ran away, trying to escape.

Amidst the air, the Blackwind Condor's gaze was sharp as it stared towards that direction. The young man who was able to create a dream .. was he the source of this commotion?

The dazzling light from the nine mountain peaks gathered in the air before merging into a glowing screen of light, isolating everything within.

On the other side of that isolation, a black shadow appeared inside Qin Wentian's dream. This was none other than the green-robed middle-aged figure from before. Of course, the appearance of the middle-aged figure of the green robe was also only seen by Qin Wentian.

The man smiled as he stood in midair, hitting Qin Wentian.

"Qin Wentian saluted his senior. Are we in the nightscape? ”

Upon seeing the middle-aged man, Qin Wentian could not be disrespectful.

“This is my dream.you entered my dream and even caused my dream to be realized. For that, I will grant you good luck. Speak, what do you want? ”The middle-aged man smiled as he spoke.

Qin Wentian stared at the isolation light screen before replying. “Senior will use sealing energy to isolate this pure land from the environment. I don't want the seal to hinder my cultivation. ”

"It's simple." The middle-aged man lightly stomped his feet, causing the isolation room to tremble. "From now onward, the seal will not hinder your cultivation. What else do you want? "

"i want to absorb all of the demonic demons in the Dark Forest to fully form my Garuda sign." Qin Wentian spoke again, only to see the middle-aged figure slashing tears in the sky. A large amount of demonic Qi appeared, forming a terrifying spiral that was endlessly absorbed into Qin Wentian's body.

"You won't be able to digest everything. It doesn't count as luck. What else do you want? ”The middle-aged man asked again.

Qin Wentian's gaze was sharp, so sharp that it resembled a peerless sharp sword that flew out from its scabbard, piercing through Heaven. He nearly died because of the 3rd Prince and Luo Qianqiu. He would naturally have to 'pay' them for this favor.

"i want State Chu not to obstruct my cultivation path." Qin Wentian. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man laughed again. "This must be completed on its own and cannot be considered a request."

“Only meeting seniors can already be considered luck. Junior didn't dare to ask for too much. In the future, if I have the chance to meet with the senior, I will personally and respectfully thank you. "Qin Wentian bowed in reply.

“Because you can realize my dream, this can also be considered a form of karma. Even if you don't want luck, I still have to give you some. This is my Dao of cultivation and has nothing to do with you. ”The middle-aged man laughed. With the blinking of his eyes, a trace that shone with a dazzling light was transmitted into Qin Wentian's sea of consciousness.

The ocean of Qin Wentian's consciousness shook, and he suddenly woke up from a dream. At the same time, the dream of that middle-aged figure would disappear.

Above the remote hilly region, Qin Wentian remained there, quietly lying on a gigantic stone slab. There was no middle-aged figure, no shining isolation screen. Even the nine towering mountain peaks were nowhere to be seen.