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Chapter 772: The Madness of the Alien Race. (The third update! Please subscribe!)

In the thick darkness, the sound of

footsteps echoed.

Rustling sounds rose from all directions, as if countless snakes and insects were scurrying away in a panic, or like an uncountable number of rats and ants whispering to each other, surrounding them.

Ji Changfu's white robes fluttered as he led the way.

Chu Mo and Gui Hengqiu followed silently, their expressions grim.

Pei Ling, with Yu Xuezhao, had unknowingly fallen to the very back.

A profound silence enveloped the group.

Suddenly, Ji Changfu stopped.

The destiny lamp's eerie light illuminated a blurry shadow in the darkness ahead.

The humanoid form of the creature was extremely indistinct, closer to a beast standing on its hind legs, with disheveled hair and bare feet, and over a dozen sharp, blade-like claws. A violent Aura surrounded its body, and its crimson eyes gleamed with a terrifying Resentful Nightmare in the darkness. Tiny venomous snakes crawled all over its Face, making it look incredibly eerie.

Its cultivation, or rather, its cultivation, was astonishingly at the Peak Nascent Soul stage!

Infinitely close to Soul Transformation!

The moment they saw this humanoid figure, the eternal night whisper, which had been largely blocked by the destiny lamp, instantly became ferocious.

All sorts of killing intent, anger, hatred, and madness surged into their hearts!

Ji Changfu thought of his unexpectedly lost cultivation and Foundation, all blaming Zhong Kui Jingyi of the Liulan Dynasty, and that ungrateful Alchemist Wang Gao! Chu Mo thought of his Junior Brother Kang Shaoyin, who had made him lose Face for a mere Yao Race Cauldron, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes; Gui Hengqiu thought of Ji Changfu's coercion and the danger of entering the Eternal Night Desert with Core Formation, and he secretly clenched his fists.

Pei Ling's mind was slightly disturbed, and he immediately became alert. As Grievance Nightmare Divine Power quietly operated, it instantly suppressed the suddenly intensified Gu temptation.

He then looked at Yu Xuezhao, seeing her in a daze, her eyes fierce. He quickly used Grievance Nightmare Divine Power again to extract all the evil thoughts that had arisen in her heart.

At this moment, the figure also saw them and suddenly let out a cold, low roar.

The roar was like muffled thunder, rolling towards them, containing a peculiar demonic quality. The entire team, including Pei Ling and Ji Changfu, fell into a momentary daze.

In an instant, Pei Ling suddenly regained his senses and immediately saw that the figure had already pounced on Ji Changfu, who was the closest.

Clang!!

The next moment, a divine statue, entirely azure with six arms, instantly rose. It had four Faces, each facing a direction, and each forehead had a mysterious pattern like a floral ornament, emitting an obscure and strange Aura.

The four Faces of the divine statue were identical, but their expressions varied between joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. In its six muscular arms, it held various weapons. It wore an ornate crown adorned with pearls and jade, beautifully decorated.

Its body was tall, majestic, and imposing, like a mountain. Its upper body was bare, revealing a clearly defined, robust, and muscular chest, and its entire body was enveloped in a primitive, barbaric Aura from ancient times when intelligence was nascent. Around its waist was a brocade woven with gold and inlaid with jewels, and below that was a pale blue mist.

Six-Armed Fallen Devil Aspect!

The moment the Dharma Idol appeared, without any hesitation, one of its arms, holding a long halberd, thrust forward, instantly blocking the figure. Then, its other arms, wielding axes and other weapons, smashed down fiercely.

Boom!!

The figure was sent flying and instantly swallowed by the darkness, completely disappearing from sight.

Ji Changfu frowned deeply. Having suddenly encountered an enemy and acted in haste, he had momentarily lost his sense of proportion. Now, by striking that alien into the darkness, he had given the opponent a chance to breathe.

With a thought, Ji Changfu's Aura rapidly surged. One of the Dharma Idol's arms suddenly lifted into the Void Realm and slowly clenched into a fist.

As this arm moved, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi instantly transformed into a giant black and blue intertwined bow.

The bowstring was entirely pure blue, shimmering with an ethereal glow, appearing both real and illusory.

Immediately after, the Dharma Idol drew the bow with both hands, and in an instant, the bowstring became like a full moon, and a pitch-black shadow quietly emerged.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…

The next moment, the shadow transformed into a volley of arrows, shooting towards the direction where the figure had just flown away.

Roar…

In the darkness, a furious roar sounded again.

A dark shadow flashed before everyone's eyes, and they saw that the figure had already rushed back!

Its body was densely covered with hundreds of arrows, almost like a porcupine, yet it fearlessly and frantically pounced on Ji Changfu's Dharma Idol.

Ji Changfu snorted coldly and immediately struck again…

Boom boom boom…

This figure was clearly no match for Ji Changfu. After several rounds, it was forcefully pinned to the ground by Ji Changfu's Dharma Idol, its life extinguished, dead beyond dead.

After resolving this unexpected incident, Ji Changfu slowly withdrew his Dharma Idol.

The battle ended, and Pei Ling looked at Ji Changfu with some surprise. He remembered very clearly that Ji Changfu's Dharma Idol last time was an Eight-Armed Fallen Devil Aspect.

But now, it had two fewer arms…

Ji Changfu's strength was much weaker than before!

That 'Weird' (Weird) in the Creek Noon Academy had cost Ji Changfu a great deal…

Now, his hasty arrival in the Eternal Night Desert to seek Opportunity was very likely due to severe damage to his Foundation last time!

At this moment, seeing the Young Sect Master successfully slay the figure, Chu Mo and Gui Hengqiu's eyes also held some doubt. The Young Sect Master's Aura seemed not as strong as before, and the Young Sect Master's Dharma Idol…

As they were thinking, Ji Changfu turned to look at the three of them.

Chu Mo and Gui Hengqiu's gazes immediately shifted from doubt to fear, and they lowered their heads to look at the corpse not far away.

"Deal with this Fallen Devil," Ji Changfu said indifferently. "Take anything that can be taken."

The two True Disciples immediately agreed and walked over to handle the corpse.

Pei Ling also followed. Upon getting closer, he saw that although the corpse's Face was covered with snakes and its body was covered in thick fur, it was vaguely discernible that while it was humanoid, it was not a pure Human Race.

His gaze lingered on the creature's Face for a moment, and from the Legacy of the Son of God Blood Seat, he immediately thought of an alien race that the Saint Sect ancestors had once conquered.

That alien race was not numerous and too small in scale; the Saint Sect didn't even bother to name them or use their own designation, only referring to them as the Ren Eighteenth Tribe according to the order of races annihilated by the Saint Sect.

Their appearance had many similarities to the corpse before him…

Before his thoughts concluded, Pei Ling looked down and saw that between the damaged scales of the opponent, blood was still gurgling from the wounds. Although the flow was extremely slow, it had not completely coagulated, emitting a sweet, fishy scent that seemed to contain a violent power, but it was quickly dissipating.

As the corpse gradually cooled, the scales on this alien, who had fallen into madness, gradually stiffened, changing from their original toughness to a brittle, glass-like quality. The exposed bones, on the other hand, rapidly changed from their original snowy white to an inky black.

At this moment, Gui Hengqiu took out a pile of jade bottles from his storage bag, performed hand seals, and began to extract the blood of this alien Fallen Devil.

Meanwhile, Chu Mo pulled out a short knife and carefully peeled off an entire scale.

Seeing this, Pei Ling also took out some tools, knelt down, and began to dismember the Fallen Devil's bones.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that Yu Xuezhao's emotions beside him had become extremely frantic and anxious. Looking up, he saw the little fox demon staring at the flowing blood of the alien Fallen Devil with crimson eyes, her gaze filled with an intense craving!

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Yu Xuezhao was very restrained, her hands clasped over her lower abdomen, her knuckles white from clenching, but that fresh blood seemed to be something irresistible, a strong urge to obtain it at all costs, even her life, constantly assailing her reason. At this moment, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she was already somewhat unable to control herself, wanting to rush out at any moment!

Pei Ling frowned and immediately stood up, pulling Yu Xuezhao away from the alien Fallen Devil's corpse.

It wasn't until they reached the edge illuminated by the destiny lamp that the crimson in Yu Xuezhao's eyes gradually faded. She immediately averted her gaze, not daring to look at the alien Fallen Devil's corpse again.

Pei Ling asked via voice transmission, "What happened?"

Yu Xuezhao's face was pale, her hand pressed to her chest, gasping for air, seemingly not having recovered yet.

Just then, Ji Changfu said coldly, "Hurry up, don't linger here."

Pei Ling's eyes narrowed, then he nodded and said, "Okay."

He then instructed Yu Xuezhao via voice transmission, "You stand here and don't move."

Following that, he walked alone to the side of the corpse.

At this moment, Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo had already collected the blood and scales and were dismantling the bones.

Pei Ling selected a piece of spine. This bone was not large or particularly noticeable, but it had some very faint patterns on it, as if naturally formed, yet also seemingly mixed with Acquired methods... He secretly used the 【Nether Flame Breaking Delusions Mirror】 to investigate, but immediately felt a surge of violent, cruel, and rampant thoughts pour into his mind.

Seeing this, he quickly stopped using the 【Nether Flame Breaking Delusions Mirror】, and the tidal mental impact immediately ceased.

During this delay, Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo had already collected most of the alien Fallen Devil's corpse.

Seeing that there was nothing valuable left, Chu Mo casually cast a spell. A sickly green spiritual flame flashed, incinerating the already decaying corpse.

Ji Changfu said calmly, "Continue."

He then stepped forward.

Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo followed without a word.

Pei Ling also followed closely with Yu Xuezhao.

The destiny lamp slowly floated forward, illuminating a small area. Tap, tap, tap... Amidst the sound of footsteps, the surroundings seemed to rustle like silkworms eating leaves, a dense rustling sound rising and falling like a tide.

Pei Ling glanced at Gui Hengqiu and suddenly transmitted, "Senior Sister Gui, I want a portion of that alien's blood from earlier."

Gui Hengqiu replied via voice transmission, "Junior Brother Kang, although this Fallen Devil was killed by the Young Sect Master, its blood was painstakingly collected by me. What do you plan to exchange for it?"

"How about a Core Formation Materials?" Pei Ling asked.

He was now at the Late Stage Nascent Soul, so Core Formation Materials were no longer useful to him. As for Yu Xuezhao, she was a Yao Beast, and the items needed for Core Formation were different from those of the Human Race.

Therefore, the extra Core Formation Materials he had could only be used to exchange for other resources.

Gui Hengqiu, on the other hand, was at the Core Formation stage, and Core Formation Materials were exactly what she needed. She agreed without hesitation upon hearing his offer: "Good."

So Pei Ling took out a fruit-like Heaven And Earth Treasure, and Gui Hengqiu immediately took out one of the jade bottles containing the collected blood and handed it over.

The two traded on the spot. After a brief inspection, they quickly confirmed that neither had tampered with the goods, and the transaction was satisfactorily completed.

After obtaining the alien Fallen Devil's blood, Pei Ling continued to walk at the very back of the group. He opened the seal on the jade bottle, first using the 【Nether Flame Breaking Delusions Mirror】 and the 【Grievance Nightmare Divine Power】 to inspect the blood. He didn't detect any problems, then handed it to Yu Xuezhao, transmitting, "Look at the blood inside."

As he spoke, Pei Ling carefully observed the little fox demon's reaction.

However, Yu Xuezhao looked at the blood in the jade bottle very warily, but she no longer had the strong sense of temptation she had earlier.

She was slightly stunned, then observed it repeatedly several times, even raising it to her nose to sniff it carefully, gradually showing a puzzled expression. After a moment, she transmitted, "It seems like something is missing..."

Missing what?

Pei Ling frowned, then transmitted to Gui Hengqiu, "Senior Sister Gui, I want all the blood you collected earlier."

※ ※ ※

In the darkness, the Ten Thousand Year Jiao Pearl hung high, casting a cold moonlight-like glow.

A fresh aura, as if from the deep sea, slowly diffused, refreshing and invigorating.

Sword Intent surged like a tide, and fierce flames roared.

In a moment, the snowy sword light retracted into the sheath behind Ning Wuye, and Zhong Kui Yueji also waved his hand to disperse his spell. On the ground not far away, three alien corpses lay silently.

The two of them looked very displeased at this moment; the clue was cut off, and the path was also cut off!

During the battle just now, they had tried various methods to try and restore the sanity of these three aliens, but all were completely ineffective.

It seemed that these three aliens had always been Fallen Devils, never possessing any sentience.

Just then, a gurgling sound suddenly arose. The two looked in the direction of the sound and their gazes immediately sharpened: they saw fresh blood spontaneously gushing from the wounds of the three alien corpses, converging together, and revealing an extremely powerful and tyrannical aura within.

But this power was like a fleeting moment, quickly dissipating.

Seeing this, Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye's expressions changed, and they immediately walked over to inspect the alien's blood.

They saw that the blood had just been bright red, but now, as the powerful force within it dissipated, it was rapidly turning inky black, and at the same time, it emitted a putrid smell, a foul odor assailing their nostrils.

The two's expressions immediately became very solemn.

"That aura just now..." Zhong Kui Yueji said halfway, then paused slightly. Ning Wuye already understood and interjected, "These three aliens might be related to that secret in the Eternal Night Desert."

"This matter is of great importance. Let's leave the Eternal Night Desert first," Zhong Kui Yueji nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "We'll report to the elders when we get back and then make further plans."

Ning Wuye nodded: "Let's go back. This path only goes this far."

After a brief discussion, the two cast spells to incinerate the three alien corpses, then turned around and quickly proceeded along their original path, heading out of the Eternal Night Desert.

However, after only a few steps, the two immediately felt that the whispers in their ears were becoming more and more severe.

Even with the assistance of the Ten Thousand Year Jiao Pearl, their cultivation and Heart-Nature were beginning to be affected.

Their minds uncontrollably began to waver, and various bizarre illusions even appeared before their eyes... The Flying Sword in Ning Wuye's sheath let out a clear hum, briefly reawakening their will.

Both were startled. What exactly went wrong? They had made marks along the way; it was impossible to deviate from the direction!

"Something's wrong. This path is disappearing!" Zhong Kui Yueji's thoughts raced, quickly realizing the problem. "The path that was safe just now no longer exists."

Ning Wuye said in a deep voice, "This place is too far from the entrance. Even if we fly at full speed, we won't be able to escape the range of the Eternal Night."

"Using our trump cards can sustain us for a period," Zhong Kui Yueji quickly transmitted, "I'm just afraid that after this path disappears, even the entrance we came in through will disappear!"

At this point, the two felt their minds becoming increasingly chaotic. Problems that were usually easy to understand suddenly became incredibly obscure and profound.

Every turn of thought was filled with heaviness, clumsiness, and exhaustion... It seemed as if a voice from the unknown was telling them not to struggle, not to resist, but to simply merge into the Eternal Night, to follow the Eternal Night's guidance, and they would instantly be freed from such heavy and cruel burdens and pressures, gaining complete liberation and unparalleled relaxation...

Knowing that the situation was wrong, the two did not hesitate in the slightest and immediately accelerated, flying towards the exit.

Their escape light was like lightning, covering a great distance in an instant.

However, the surrounding darkness grew thicker, like a tangible substance, heavily and stickily entangling and permeating the two. The whispers in their ears also grew stronger, almost becoming hysterical shouts.

Amidst the flickering shadows, it was as if countless eyes, filled with malice, were peeking, anticipating, and patiently waiting for their prey...

Suddenly, a low roar sounded!

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Both of their faces contorted in pain for a moment, but quickly recovered. Looking up, they saw another alien, fallen into a Fallen Devil state, blocking their path.

This alien Fallen Devil had a single eye and a single arm, with inch-long hair growing all over its body. Its messy long hair obscured most of its face, and its single eye was blood-red, filled with brutality. Its aura was powerful, having already entered the Soul Transformation stage!

Noticing the two, the alien Fallen Devil did not hesitate in the slightest. It waved its single arm and charged directly at them!

※ ※ ※

The destiny lamp hung high, and in the darkness, rustling sounds surged like a tide.

Pei Ling had exchanged all the alien blood from Gui Hengqiu and handed a pile of jade bottles to Yu Xuezhao. However, no matter how Yu Xuezhao looked, smelled, or examined them, she no longer had the reaction she had earlier.

During this, Pei Ling also gave Yu Xuezhao the alien spine he had just disassembled, and found that Yu Xuezhao also showed no abnormalities.

After several attempts, he quickly confirmed that only the fresh blood flowing from the alien Fallen Devil, which had just died, was problematic.

Furthermore, Ji Changfu remained very calm throughout. Even when he saw Yu Xuezhao's reaction just now, he didn't show any surprise. As expected, this Young Sect Master must know something!

Just as he was thinking, Gui Hengqiu's voice transmission suddenly came from his ear: "Junior Brother Kang, the Young Sect Master lured us here, and he must have ulterior motives."

"Given his cultivation, the three of us must advance and retreat together to have a slim chance of survival."

Before she finished speaking, Chu Mo also transmitted a message to Pei Ling: "Junior Brother Kang, although there were some misunderstandings between us before, they were all minor matters."

"Now that the three of us are trapped in the Eternal Night Desert, we must work together to counter the Young Sect Master's scheme."

"Otherwise, only the Young Sect Master will be able to leave here alive this time."

Join forces?

Pei Ling immediately came to his senses. Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo's cultivation were only at the Core Formation Peak. If he were the real Kang Shaoyin, even if the three of them truly joined forces, they would be powerless against Ji Changfu.

However, this didn't prevent him from taking the opportunity to inquire about some things.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling calmly transmitted his question: "Senior Sister Gui, what do you know about this Eternal Night Desert?"

"Senior Brother Chu is so assertive, do you know the Young Sect Master's scheme?"

Chu Mo quickly transmitted back: "The Eternal Night Desert is one of the Four Great Cursed Grounds, a region that we Core Formation cultivators simply cannot touch. In the past, I didn't pay much attention to it, so I don't know much."

"I only know that there are many alien races hidden here."

"But these alien races, affected by the Eternal Night Desert, have all fallen into a Fallen Devil state, devoid of any sentience."

"The original strengths of these alien races varied, but generally speaking, they weren't too strong."

"Because the truly powerful alien races had already been completely slain by our Holy Path Seniors. Only those weaker ones, like ants, were not taken seriously at the time, and thus had the chance to scatter and escape."

"According to some records of the Saint Sect, the alien races that fled into the Eternal Night Desert, after hearing the eternal night whisper, fell and transformed into Fallen Devils whose strength increased terrifyingly."

"At least at the Nascent Soul stage."

"The crazier they are, the more deranged their minds become, and the stronger their power."

At the same time, Gui Hengqiu's voice transmission also generally introduced the situation of the Eternal Night Desert, which was largely similar to what Chu Mo said, but with some additions: "...There are no more than three paths into the Eternal Night Desert in total."

"Two of them are controlled by the Reincarnation Tower, and without their people leading the way, one cannot enter."

"This current path is jointly managed by our Saint Sect and the Reincarnation Tower."

"Besides this, it is said that a great secret is hidden within the Eternal Night Desert."

"But the specific details of the secret are only known to the Young Sect Master, as well as the Sect Master, Supreme Protector, and other elders."

"Of course, our current goal is to leave this place alive. Knowing this secret is meaningless for our current predicament."

"We are currently still on the outskirts of the Eternal Night Desert, and for now, we haven't encountered any danger."

"But next, the further we go in, the more perilous it will become."

"The crises here are simply beyond our ability to handle."

"The Young Sect Master brought us here with no intention of letting us return alive!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling's expression remained unchanged. Ji Changfu had weakened now, and as long as the other party had a way to get out alive, he would also be fine.

Thinking of this, he again transmitted his question: "Senior Sister, how exactly do you plan to proceed?"

"Senior Brother, do you have any plans?"

"Of course!" Gui Hengqiu transmitted back, "Along the way, I have already laid down a kind of medicinal powder, so the path back is no longer a problem."

"What's missing now is a means similar to the destiny lamp to resist the eternal night whisper."

"But after discussing it with Junior Brother Chu just now, we already have a solution."

Chu Mo also transmitted: "Senior Sister Gui has already made arrangements for the path back. The only problem is the eternal night whisper, but fortunately, there's also a solution for that."

Pei Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. The time he had been a True Disciple and ascended to the Saint position was too short, and for most of that time, he wasn't within the Chongming Sect. Although the Legacy of the Son of God Blood Seat had compensated for a considerable portion of his shortcomings, the Four Great Cursed Grounds had always been mysterious and unpredictable.

And the Chongming Sect's focus was initially on Qingyao Mountain, and in recent years on the Floating Life Realm, with little involvement in the Eternal Night Desert.

Therefore, he actually knew less about the secrets of this place than the True Disciples of the Heavenly Born Sect.

Since these two were willing to speak, he was naturally happy to continue listening.

So, Pei Ling continued to transmit his question: "What is the solution?"

Gui Hengqiu transmitted: "Inducing the Tribulation!"

Inducing the Tribulation?

Pei Ling was startled at first, then immediately reacted. Back on Tianwai Island, when Qiao Ciguang was no match for "Sang," she forcibly condensed her Nascent Soul and drew down the Lightning Tribulation, thereby breaking the rules on Tianwai Island... Although she was eventually forced to marry him, it also showed that in desperate places like the Four Great Cursed Grounds, Heavenly Tribulation was an extremely effective method.

At this moment, Gui Hengqiu continued to transmit: "Junior Brother Kang, your cultivation is only at the Core Formation Middle Stage. It's impossible for you to condense a Nascent Soul in a short time, so you cannot draw down the Heavenly Tribulation. Therefore, this matter can only be left to Junior Brother Chu and me."

"However, although our cultivation is already at the Core Formation Peak, we still lack some refinement to condense a Celestial Nascent Soul."

"Therefore, we need Junior Brother Kang's help."

As she spoke, before Pei Ling could answer, Chu Mo had already continued to transmit: "Junior Brother Kang, your demon fox Cauldron has excellent Bloodline and is a virgin. If you let me cultivate with her, it can make up for the inadequacy of my foundation, thus giving me hope for a Celestial Nascent Soul and drawing down the Lightning Tribulation."

Gui Hengqiu also transmitted: "I am willing to become Dao Companion with Junior Brother Kang. You only need to let me cultivate with you once now to overcome this current difficulty. From now on, we will fly side by side, forever united in heart, unchanging even if the seas dry and rocks crumble..."

Upon hearing this, Pei Ling's expression immediately turned cold. He was about to reply, but the next moment, a dazzlingly bright light suddenly streaked through the darkness, followed by a vast and majestic Heavenly Might!

In an instant, the entire Eternal Night Desert seemed to awaken from slumber. Snakes, insects, rats, and ants in the darkness fled frantically, the ground trembled continuously, and whooshing sounds filled the air... Sandstorms suddenly arose, carrying cold grit that lashed at them, and roars rose and fell in succession.

At the same time, the eternal night whisper heard in their ears suddenly greatly diminished, almost to nothing!

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Ji Changfu, Pei Ling, Gui Hengqiu, and Chu Mo all showed surprise at the same time, immediately looking up towards the depths of the Eternal Night Desert.

The darkness here can swallow light, block Divine Thought, and obscure vision, but it cannot block such Heavenly Might!

This is the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation Cloud!

After a brief moment of astonishment, Ji Changfu immediately reacted. Taking advantage of the weakened eternal night whisper at this moment, he quickly said, "Speed up!"

With that, he quickly fled forward, the destiny lamp following him like a shadow.

The others reacted and quickly followed Ji Changfu's steps, or more accurately, followed the destiny lamp.

However, after fleeing less than half a li, they encountered five Fallen Devils of different races.

These five Fallen Devils had various appearances: a bluish-green Ghost Race Fallen Devil, a One-Eyed One-Armed Race Fallen Devil, a dark-skinned, snake-eared Fallen Devil, and the last two were not recorded by the Demonic Sect, most likely being minor races.

The common point was that they were all covered in hair, with crimson eyes, and their bodies were enveloped in a violent and rampant aura, having lost all reason.

Upon sensing the group's aura, the five Fallen Devils pounced without hesitation.

A Six-Armed Divine Demon Aspect instantly rose behind Ji Changfu.

Boom boom boom boom boom…

After a fierce battle, he successfully killed the five Fallen Devils of different races!

Although Ji Changfu's strength was much weaker at this moment, as the Young Master of the Heaven-Born Sect, these unintelligent Fallen Devils were no match for him.

Seeing the blood flowing freely from the alien corpses, their aura violent and evil, Pei Ling's eyes narrowed. He immediately infused a stream of magical power into his robe, then silently thought, "System, I want to Cultivate, one-click hosting of the Blood Fiend Saber Technique."

The System quickly came online: "Ding dong! The Intelligent Cultivation System is dedicated to serving you! One-click hosting, intelligent upgrading! Now beginning hosted Cultivation. Friendly reminder: During Cultivation, the Host will lose control of his body, please do not panic…"

Feeling his body lose control, Pei Ling pondered. The Blood Fiend Saber Technique requires a Cultivator's vital blood to Cultivate, and currently, the blood of these alien Fallen Devils is filled with various chaotic and vast auras; its quality must be extraordinary.

However, his purpose was not to Cultivate the saber technique, but to use the System's characteristic of automatically removing unnecessary or harmful things when gifting, to infer the abnormalities in the blood of these alien Fallen Devils.

As he expected, the System's prompt continued to sound: "Ding dong! Detecting that the Blood Fiend Saber Technique requires a Cultivator's vital blood…"

"Ding dong! Detecting that the Host lacks a Cultivator's vital blood, the System will freely gift you a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator…"

Immediately after, Pei Ling, under the System's control, walked towards Ji Changfu.

However, just as he took a step, a sharp pain suddenly came from his back, and at the same time, the System quickly prompted: "Ding dong! External attack detected. This Cultivation session ends here. Thank you, Host, for using the Intelligent Cultivation System. One-click hosting, worry-free Ascension! We look forward to your Cultivation review. If satisfied, please give five stars…"

Regaining control of his body, Pei Ling frowned. The System gifted not the blood of the five alien Fallen Devils, but Ji Changfu.

This indicates that in the System's judgment, Ji Changfu's vital blood is stronger than the blood of those five alien Fallen Devils.

Moreover, the difference between the two should be very large.

Otherwise, the System would have gifted them together, but now, it only gifted Ji Changfu.

Just as he was thinking, he heard Ji Changfu say, "Quickly collect the Materials, we'll continue on our way soon."

Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo immediately went to collect the Materials.

Pei Ling also followed, taking out several empty jade bottles and quickly drawing blood.

Soon, the Materials were collected. Ji Changfu raised his hand and pointed, and a ghostly flame appeared out of nowhere, instantly burning the five corpses to ashes.

He immediately ordered, "Go!"

Then he led the way forward. Regardless of what the others were thinking, they could only follow closely.

Pei Ling glanced at Ji Changfu's back. This Young Master of the Heaven-Born Sect probably had some special use for the Materials on these alien creatures, otherwise he wouldn't have specifically stopped them to collect Materials when he was clearly in a hurry to travel.

However, Ji Changfu did not interfere with the transaction he had just made with Gui Hengqiu.

This indicates that Ji Changfu has a need for these Materials, but perhaps not in large quantities, or perhaps he doesn't need blood?

Pei Ling pondered, immediately took out the alien Fallen Devil blood he had just collected, and gave it to Yu Xuezhao.

However, Yu Xuezhao quickly shook her head, showing no discomfort.

Seeing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly. His speed was very fast this time, and his sealing methods were also extremely perfect, but the thing that attracted Yu Xuezhao in these blood samples had still vanished…

It seems that such a thing can only remain in the blood for a very short time after a living being dies.

The whispers in his ears were so faint as to be almost imperceptible, and the sounds of insects crawling around them were also rapidly fading away. For a moment, the darkness around them became quiet.

It was as if in an ordinary dark night, a group of people were hurrying along with faint lamplight.

Thump, thump, thump…

In the silent night, they seemed to be the only living beings.

As they were moving rapidly, suddenly, boom!!

A violent clap of thunder exploded out of nowhere, the entire ground trembled slightly, and sand splattered.

This thunder must have been extremely powerful, but after being weakened by layers of darkness, the group could only vaguely see a faint light from the distant lightning strike.

And feel the majestic Heavenly Might unique to the Heavenly Tribulation.

Other than that, they could not perceive the specific situation at the center of the tribulation lightning.

The entire team had some guesses about this phenomenon, but Ji Changfu was preoccupied with the purpose of their journey, Pei Ling had other intentions, and Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo were too busy with their own affairs to pay attention to this change.

Therefore, no one spoke at the moment. They only glanced a few times before continuing to follow Ji Changfu forward…

The surroundings became increasingly quiet, and the atmosphere within the team almost solidified.

Darkness was everywhere, making it impossible to see what lay ahead or to know Ji Changfu's true purpose… Just as Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo could no longer bear it and were about to ask, they suddenly felt a powerful suction force coming from ahead.

The sand beneath their feet was constantly trembling, flowing forward like water.

Seeing this, Gui Hengqiu, Chu Mo, Pei Ling, and Yu Xuezhao all became vigilant. However, Ji Changfu's expression brightened, and he immediately said, "Indeed, Heaven's will is with me. We've encountered the opening time perfectly."

With that, he immediately quickened his pace and walked forward.

Pei Ling and the others were still suspicious, but upon hearing this, they suddenly realized that the Opportunity Ji Changfu was looking for was ahead!

So, Pei Ling immediately took Yu Xuezhao and followed.

Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo hesitated, but seeing the destiny lamp closely following Ji Changfu, they could only brace themselves and move their feet.

The suction force ahead grew stronger and stronger, and the sand around them had already turned from flowing water into a torrent.

Before long, in the turbulent quicksand, they saw a huge black vortex.

The vortex was enormous; the destiny lamp's illumination range could only light up a small part of it. It floated in mid-air, frantically devouring everything drawn from all directions.

At the center of the vortex, in a tangible darkness, constantly emanated auras of rage, fury, profoundness, coldness, and more.

The moment they saw this darkness, a tremendous sense of crisis descended, and the entire team's hearts skipped a beat, involuntarily feeling a chill down their spines…

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Chapter 776: Fallen Immortal. (Third update! Please subscribe!)

Amidst the dense darkness, as thunder boomed, purple lightning tore through the Void Realm, momentarily illuminating a thousand miles before vanishing instantly.

Zhong Kui Yueji stood in the Void Realm, his aura surging and boundless, his robes fluttering without wind. Deep within his eyes, pale golden flames burned fiercely, and with each flicker, his aura climbed a notch.

The pale golden firelight almost overflowed, casting his entire face in gold, making him appear majestic and solemn, yet devoid of any emotion.

At this moment, Zhong Kui Yueji seemed to have temporarily silenced all his seven emotions and six desires. His Dao Heart was clear and empty, his whole body luminous like Glass, without desire or thought, transcending towards a higher Realm.

Booming…

The long-brewing Heavenly Tribulation finally descended. A thousand-zhang-long Lightning Dragon, treading on clouds and wrapped in lightning, its body crisscrossed with purple and gold, its pupils almost pure white. Its might was fierce, its body as vast as a mountain. As it opened its mouth, it spewed lightning and Qi winds, roaring as it swooped down towards Zhong Kui Yueji!

The moment the thunder exploded, a vast light permeated the entire sky.

However, its power, upon entering the eternal night, was swiftly weakened layer by layer, failing to damage even a single blade of grass or tree in the desert.

Ning Wuye stood far outside the range of the Lightning Tribulation, also in the Void Realm, observing the scene before him with a solemn expression.

Their retreat had vanished earlier, and they had encountered the Fallen Devil of the foreign race in the Eternal Night Desert. The surging tide of eternal night whisper had almost caused them to degenerate into Fallen Devil, just like those foreign races who had fled into this place back then!

In this desperate situation, the two of them did not hesitate much and immediately decided to forcefully enter Soul Transformation!

With their deep foundations, any one of them entering Soul Transformation would definitely attract a Lightning Tribulation.

However, since the path to exit had completely disappeared, a Heavenly Tribulation, even with all the trump cards given by their sect, would not be enough for them to escape the Eternal Night Desert.

Therefore, Zhong Kui Yueji decided that one of them would enter Soul Transformation first, and then, when forced into a place of certain death, the other would enter Soul Transformation, thus buying more time.

Presently, Zhong Kui Yueji was first, and Ning Wuye was second.

Thinking of this, Ning Wuye frowned. What they were doing now was actually very risky.

Now, the Heavenly Tribulation was grand and descending with a roar. The eternal night whisper had weakened to almost nothing, and neither he nor Zhong Kui Yueji was affected by the whisper at all.

But under these circumstances, with the vast Lightning Tribulation and the majestic might of heaven, who knew if it would directly awaken that one in the eternal night…

They were now walking on the edge of a cliff!

Boom, boom, boom…

Streaks of lightning transformed into Lightning Dragons and electric beasts, striking down furiously.

Wherever the Heavenly Tribulation reached, the electric light temporarily illuminated this seemingly endless eternal night.

Pale golden flames swirled around Zhong Kui Yueji, blocking the descending Lightning Tribulation. Taking advantage of the brief pause before the next wave of Lightning Tribulation brewed and fell, he immediately fled towards the exit.

In the distance, Ning Wuye moved, transforming into a sword light, and instantly followed.

Counting the time in his mind, Zhong Kui Yueji suddenly stopped in mid-air. The next wave of Lightning Tribulation was due!

However, he remained fully vigilant for a moment, but the expected tribulation lightning showed no sign of descending.

Both Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye showed puzzled expressions. But before they could figure out why, the surrounding darkness began to ripple like a tide.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh… Amidst the roaring sound like a tide, the electric light in the sky, like a flickering candle in the wind, was gradually extinguishing!

At the same time, the sound of sand rubbing against itself rose from the ground below.

Their eyes narrowed, and they immediately looked down.

The Lightning Tribulation dissipated, the heavenly light faded, and the eternal night descended once more. All they could see was dense darkness.

Just as they were about to descend to investigate, a powerful suction force suddenly emanated from not far away.

Immediately after, the last remnants of the Heavenly Tribulation’s afterglow illuminated a massive vortex that had abruptly appeared in the Void Realm.

The vortex was as towering as a mountain, its center a deep, substantial black, exuding an incredibly terrifying aura.

Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye's expressions changed. The Eternal Night Desert had swallowed the Soul Transformation Tribulation?

The next moment, the vortex's suction force suddenly intensified, as if to pull them into it.

The two were startled at first, then both showed expressions of joy. Zhong Kui Yueji quickly transmitted a message: “We came deep into the Eternal Night Desert precisely to find the entrance. We never expected the Soul Transformation Tribulation to cause a change in the eternal night, making the entrance appear!”

Ning Wuye said in a deep voice: “Quickly enter, don’t mind whether it’s a beautiful dream or a nightmare.”

“I will take ‘Yue’ as my honorific title,” Zhong Kui Yueji said quickly.

“I will take ‘Ning’ as my honorific title,” Ning Wuye replied. “This entrance appeared abruptly; who knows if other changes will occur later… Hurry in!”

Zhong Kui Yueji moved, simultaneously moving with the suction towards the vortex and continuing to transmit: “If that one truly begins to awaken, we must find a way to make him continue to sleep!”

Ning Wuye, with his body and sword as one, swiftly shot towards the vortex, nodding slightly: “Understood!”

As they approached, the vortex appeared even more massive and majestic, almost obscuring the entire world.

Soon, their figures flickered and vanished, disappearing into the center of the vortex.

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Rolling quicksand was all swallowed by the vortex before them.

A strong wind blew against them, scraping across the faces of the group like blades.

The destiny lamp hung high like a bean, and people were like ants.

As the distance shortened, the suction force from within the vortex gradually increased. The group stopped before the vortex, their magical power surging around them, holding their ground.

Judging by the current suction, if they took another step forward, they would be pulled into the vortex.

At this moment, Pei Ling immediately regained his senses and cautiously asked: “Young Sect Master, what is this?”

Ji Changfu gazed at the vortex, a faint surprise in his eyes. Hearing the question, he smiled slightly and said: “This is a dream.”

A dream?!

Pei Ling was slightly startled and looked towards Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo, but saw that these two Heavenly Born Sect true disciples had bewildered expressions, clearly knowing nothing either.

Ji Changfu did not pay attention to their reactions and continued: “As true disciples of the Holy Sect, you should have heard that the Eternal Night Desert hides a great secret.”

The three immediately nodded.

Gui Hengqiu’s eyes flickered, and he asked: “Does Young Sect Master mean that this vortex is the secret within the Eternal Night Desert?”

“Naturally, it’s not that simple,” Ji Changfu shook his head when he heard this, and said, “The high-ranking members of the Nine Great Sects are all aware of this secret. But our Holy Sect and the Reincarnation Tower know much more than the other seven sects.”

“The other seven sects only roughly know that a Fallen Immortal is slumbering within the Eternal Night Desert.”

“This current vortex leads to the dream of that Fallen Immortal.”

“Once the will of that Fallen Immortal awakens from his slumber, it will be the moment he reappears in the human world.”

“Therefore, whenever there is even a slight disturbance in the Eternal Night Desert, the False Path Five Sects will immediately send people to investigate.”

Chapter 777: A Big Dream. (Fourth update! Please subscribe!)

“However, in reality, this area is indeed the burial ground of that Fallen Immortal,” Ji Changfu continued, staring at the center of the vortex. “It’s just that the entire Eternal Night Desert is a grand dream of that Fallen Immortal.”

“What we see now as the Eternal Night Desert is, to be precise, merely the power that has overflowed from this grand dream.”

“Creatures that mistakenly enter will normally be assimilated by this power into characters within the Fallen Immortal’s dream.”

“Right now, we are fine because every inch of the desert we passed through was opened up by numerous Senior mighty Cultivators using great Divine Ability and great Divine Ability. The assimilation of the dream has been repeatedly driven out, diluted, and eliminated along this path… it is now very weak.”

“And this vortex at present is the entrance to the Fallen Immortal’s Origin dream.”

“Next, we will enter it as ‘Foreign Immortals’.”

Fallen Immortal?

Foreign Immortal?

The entire Eternal Night Desert formed from the overflowing power of a dream?

Ji Changfu revealed too many secrets at once, causing Pei Ling, Gui Hengqiu, and Chu Mo to all show expressions of doubt. They had no idea whether what Ji Changfu said was true or false.

After a moment of hesitation, Gui Hengqiu asked, “If it is as Young Sect Master says, the Immolation War is now in full swing. What is our purpose in traveling thousands of miles to this place and entering the Fallen Immortal’s dream?”

Upon hearing this, Ji Changfu’s expression became serious, and he then said, “After entering the dream, raise your Immortal position as much as possible.”

Chu Mo immediately followed, “Young Sect Master is already at the Peak Nascent Soul stage and can Soul Transformation at any time, so his goal is more lofty, which is fine. But the three of us are merely at the Core Formation stage. Such an Opportunity is truly too distant for us.”

Ji Changfu sneered, “This is a dream! A dream is not like the real world; anything is possible. In the dream, you will be countless times stronger than in reality.”

“At the Core Formation stage, one can be like a True Immortal descending.”

“With a wave of the hand, moving mountains and chasing the moon, plucking stars and shifting seas, are all trivial matters.”

Pei Ling asked in a deep voice, “Even so, what benefits can we gain? What is the meaning of Young Sect Master doing this?”

“After all, no matter how omnipotent a normal person is in a dream, once they wake up, it all vanishes like smoke, utterly gone.”

Ji Changfu glanced at him and said indifferently, “In the dream, with an Immortal position bestowed upon you, you will possess various great Divine Ability and great Divine Ability that you cannot imagine. After coming out, you will be even more distinguished. Besides that, everything lost in the real world can be recreated in the dream.”

Seeing that the Young Sect Master, for some unknown reason, had suddenly become so patient and meticulously answered their questions one by one, Gui Hengqiu immediately seized the Opportunity and quickly asked, “With such a great Opportunity and great fortune, enough to transform an ordinary Cultivator, let alone us, why does Young Sect Master want to share it with us?”

Ji Changfu said calmly, “It’s almost time. As a ‘Foreign Immortal’, one must have an honorific title.”

“My honorific title is ‘Fu’.”

“You all should also choose an honorific title, to facilitate your actions after entering.”

Seeing that he directly avoided the question, Pei Ling, Gui Hengqiu, and Chu Mo immediately understood that this so-called Fallen Immortal Dream Realm was probably not as simple as just an Opportunity.

However, Ji Changfu was specifically explaining so much to them now, which clearly meant that after entering this Fallen Immortal Dream Realm, he greatly needed the three of them.

Thinking this, Gui Hengqiu spoke, “My honorific title will be ‘Qiu’.”

Chu Mo then said, “My honorific title is ‘Mo’.”

Seeing Ji Changfu and the two Heavenly Born Sect True Immortals looking at him, Pei Ling immediately replied, “My honorific title will be ‘Yan’.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Ling’s heart suddenly skipped a beat. He felt that this casually spoken honorific title seemed to have become another true name for him in the ethereal Dao.

Just then, Yu Xuezhao also said with great interest, “My honorific title… is ‘Di’!”

With the honorific titles set, the vortex before them suddenly expanded, as if an ancient primordial beast had abruptly opened its gaping maw and enveloped them.

The suction force from the dark, substantial vortex center suddenly increased, and in an instant, without any resistance, they were swallowed into it.

***

Every direction was a kaleidoscope of bizarre sights.

Countless twisted and grotesque images, some resembling humans, some plants, some beasts, some dwellings, yet none truly any of these, drifted by.

Time and space seemed to become incredibly blurred.

Like falling into a Chaos dream, Pei Ling’s mind was dazed and muddled.

He didn’t know how long it had been, perhaps a very long time, or perhaps just an instant, when countless clamorous sounds echoed in his ears, like lovers whispering intimately, or like countless people fiercely arguing.

Noisy, dense, angry…

All sorts of emotions surged over him like a tide, frantically washing over his will.

With a slight jolt, Pei Ling came to his senses and found himself in a vast starry sky.

Ji Changfu, Yu Xuezhao, Gui Hengqiu, and Chu Mo were nowhere to be seen.

As he was wondering, Pei Ling suddenly realized something was wrong. He casually cast a Water Mirror Technique and immediately discovered that he had returned to his original appearance!

Blood Without Face, Eclipse Sun Secret Record…

Pan Ya World’s top disguise techniques had no effect whatsoever in this dream realm!

Pei Ling immediately frowned. If he were to encounter the Heavenly Born Sect members again now, his identity would be immediately exposed.

As he was pondering, a faint, almost inaudible cry suddenly reached his ears. The voice was very weak, intermittent, yet it carried a hysterical resentment…

“In the fifth year of Weixianxi, the year of Xinchou, on the seventeenth day of Gengchen in the seventh month of Dingyou, the Jiang clan bows to the gods…”

“May it be known that it is early autumn, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.”

“Therefore, the legitimate heir is appointed to carry on the incense.”

“Rituals are performed in the ancestral temple, and offerings are made at the Daoist altar.”

“The clan, inheriting the prestige of its ancestors, has encountered a heavenly rebuke.”

“Now, literary Qi is in decline, and scholarly tradition is fading.”

“Even with the heart of a jackal and the loyalty of a magpie.”

“We humbly pray for the gods’ mercy, to secretly bestow their Dao protection, that their spirits may descend, to increase the spiritual light of the eldest son, and to remove misfortune from the humble one.”

“May his brush produce smoke and mist, and his heart be filled with splendor.”

“May his scholarly career be prosperous, and his literary fortune flourish; may his official career soar, and slander be completely eliminated.”

“The Jiang clan is utterly sincere and fervent in its plea, respectfully stated.”

This cry repeated over and over, accompanied by the sound of bells and chimes, constantly lingering in his ears. Pei Ling felt confused and was about to act when he heard another anxious voice: “…at… the rain-praying Daoist altar, respectfully offered… to the gods…”

“May it be known that constant drought is a disaster, and high winds do not rise.”

“…an altar is built with sincere prayers, wishing to change heaven’s will.”

“Only with devout sincerity, we look up to the True Saint.”

“May clouds and winds spread widely, and spiritual dew fall abundantly.”

“May millet and grain flourish, to fill the sacrificial vessels.”

“…these people… look up to your divine virtue.”

“Utterly sincere in our plea.”

“Respectfully stated.”

【Note】 The references for the Qingci section are as follows:

Qin Guan, “Qingci after Passing the Imperial Examination”.

Wu Rong, “Qingci for the Lantern Festival”.

Su Zhe, “Two Qingci for Praying for Rain at Zhongtaiyi Palace”.

Feng Ao, “Qingci for Praying for Rain”.

Li Shu, “Emperor Rang Temple Music Chapter – Welcoming the Gods”.

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Chapter 778: Outer Immortal. (First update! Please subscribe!)

The deep sea.

Darkness filled his vision, and the immense water pressure was incredibly heavy, enough to instantly crush ordinary creatures into a paste of flesh.

Cold and silent, occasionally massive creatures, carrying a Fishy smell, would glide by soundlessly, stirring up violent undercurrents.

In a daze, it was as if an invisible force urged him to descend, descend, and descend further…

Until he fell into an unknowable, unspeakable, and unutterable abyss.

Zhong Kui Yueji opened his eyes and surveyed his surroundings.

He was not surprised not to see Ning Wuye.

Currently, his environment was clearly the deep sea.

This was his birthplace in this dreamland.

And the first step now was to spread his honorific title.

According to the intelligence the Imperial Dynasty had spent countless human and material resources to glean from the Demonic Sect, the deep sea was not too dangerous.

There would not be too many Immortals, or “Original Immortals,” that were self-generated by the dreamland.

Zhong Kui Yueji’s Soul Transformation tribulation was the Eternal Night Devour, and his failure in this Soul Transformation meant that his cultivation in the present world was between Nascent Soul and Soul Transformation.

But in this dreamland, the Dao he mastered in the present world would be amplified to the extreme.

He could not only possess the strength of an Immortal, but he was also a “Foreign Immortal” who was eroding this world!

In other words, Zhong Kui Yueji was now hostile to all “Original Immortals” in the deep sea, and once he died in this dreamland, he would also become a member of the Fallen Immortal Dream Realm.

As he was thinking, countless dense prayers came from his ears: “May…the…Crown Prince…humbly…to the High God…prostrate…may this matter be accomplished…with utmost…reverence.”

“…Prostrate…may there be no other…secretly wishing for longevity…”

“…Only the High God is merciful…impartial to all beings…”

“…May the Gods discern…dare to offer humble sacrifices…earnestly imploring…”

Zhong Kui Yueji immediately came back to his senses and carefully distinguished the prayers, quickly determining that these prayers each had their own requests: some asked for the smooth completion of their endeavors, some asked for their grievances to be cleared, some asked for help in finding the truth…there were also those asking for healing, and one, seemingly a woman, requested the High God to grant her many children.

He pondered for a moment, and his mind immediately sank into the prayer for offspring, and a scene instantly appeared in his mind:

Inside a tall and majestic temple, the spacious hall was filled with female dependents dressed in various costumes.

At the very front was a beautiful woman in luxurious clothes, around thirty years old, with elaborate hair adorned with pearls and jade, clearly indicating her privileged status.

At this moment, her face was filled with worry, her hands clasped together, kneeling on a brocade-covered cushion, her expression both respectful and anxious.

Kneeling beside her was an old woman in a brown, narrow-sleeved dress with a floral pattern. The old woman’s brows were filled with piety, and as she kowtowed, she softly murmured words hoping for her mistress to conceive soon.

The women behind them were mostly servants, and at this moment, they were also trembling with fear and trepidation, all hoping that their mistress would quickly give birth to offspring to secure her position.

Zhong Kui Yueji’s perspective at this moment was precisely that of the idol they were devoutly kowtowing to.

He observed for a moment, then nodded slightly. Although these were just characters in a dream, as a Disciple of the Righteous Path, he had been taught from a young age to always have compassion. Since he encountered them, he could not stand idly by and let them fall into hardship.

Furthermore, this was also an excellent opportunity to spread his honorific title.

So Zhong Kui Yueji immediately said: “My name is ‘Yue Ji’. Your requests are all known; this matter shall be accomplished.”

His voice instantly crossed ten thousand fathoms of deep sea, transcending time and space, reaching the ears of everyone in the hall.

At the same time, in Miaozhen Temple, the Fifth Madam of the Gu Family, a local prominent clan, was earnestly praying with her confidants. She had been married into the Gu Family for over a decade, and although she was deeply loved by her husband, she had remained childless. Now, with the passage of time, while her husband’s affection had not completely waned, her in-laws could no longer tolerate it.

If she still had no news within this year, her mother-in-law would personally arrange a concubine for her husband, and that concubine was a concubine’s niece from her mother-in-law’s family, rumored to be very cunning…

Thinking that if that lowly maid entered the household and bore children for her husband, her own situation would be dire. The Fifth Madam felt her insides burn with anxiety, and her recitation of the prayer became a bit more urgent: “…Your humble servant’s utmost plea, respectfully submitted.”

“…Utmost plea, bowing deeply, respectfully submitted.”

Her attendants were also worried; their power and status depended entirely on their mistress. If their mistress lost favor and power, how could they have a good life?

For a time, the hall was filled with the urgent prayers of the mistress and servants.

Just at this moment, a strange, gloomy, and grand gibberish suddenly descended.

No one understood the meaning of the voice, but after a brief stunned, everyone was inexplicably overjoyed: the Immortal had granted their prayers!

“Wonderful, Madam! Wonderful!” The old woman turned around, pulling the Fifth Madam, crying tears of joy, “The Immortal has agreed, he has agreed! We no longer need to worry!”

“Yes, Madam, with offspring, and coupled with the Master’s affection for you, who in the Gu Family would dare to look down on you?” The female attendants also gathered around, speaking excitedly, “Heaven has mercy, Madam’s devout heart has finally received the Immortal’s blessing today…”

“From now on, Madam will have no more worries…”

“This maid will definitely take good care of the Young Master for Madam in the future!”

“Is it your turn? The elder sisters haven’t spoken yet.”

“Madam’s blessings are profound, and now that she has received the Immortal’s favor, she will surely have many descendants in the future, and we may not even be able to take care of them all…”

For a time, the hall was filled with an atmosphere of celebration.

Soon, this celebration turned into madness: “Madam will definitely give birth to a male heir!”

“Madam will definitely give birth to ten male heirs!”

“No! Madam has the blessing of a hundred sons and a thousand grandsons, she will definitely give birth to a hundred male heirs!”

Without warning, the attendants began to shriek, “A hundred…a hundred…no, a thousand! Ten thousand!”

Amidst the shouts, one female attendant’s mouth instantly split open to her ears, her originally fine, pearly teeth transformed into sharp canines. She shouted loudly: “Ten thousand! Madam will definitely give birth to ten thousand!”

“Yes, ten thousand!” Another female attendant clenched her fists, and with a slight exertion of force, her slender, fair fingers instantly extended inch-long sharp claws. Dense scales appeared on every inch of her skin, and her pupils instantly turned into vertical slits.

These two female attendants were just the beginning; the next moment, everyone in the hall who heard the gibberish began to rapidly transform.

Their heads quickly swelled, their pupils became like snakes, their mouths filled with sharp teeth and blood, and they grew scales, sharp claws, and long tails…and the Fifth Madam, surrounded in the middle, was astonished to see her once flat abdomen rapidly swell.

Soon, she felt the beating of another heart within her abdomen, accompanied by the squirming of a living creature.

In just a blink of an eye, the Fifth Madam had transformed from a slender-waisted young woman into a heavily pregnant mother about to give birth.

Immediately after, a sharp claw extended from inside her abdomen, effortlessly cutting through flesh and skirt. A bloody infant, its body bruised purple, most of it covered in scales, with snake-like pupils, a large mouth full of sharp teeth, and beast-like claws, crawled out. Its umbilical cord had not yet detached, but it already tilted its head to look at the Fifth Madam, giggling: “Mother!”

It was not the first; the sound of a heartbeat came from the Fifth Madam’s abdomen again, and a second alien infant crawled out, also calling “Mother.”

Then came the third, the fourth…

The wishes of the Fifth Madam and her servants had been fulfilled.

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The originally pure and devout hall immediately fell into a bizarre frenzy.

The face of the deity statue at the top was shrouded in thick incense smoke, making it unclear, appearing mocking, or perhaps indifferent…

Outside the hall, the sky was clear and clouds were light. Several ginkgo trees stood tall like canopies. When the wind blew, their branches and leaves danced, creating a serene and peaceful scene.

Deep sea.

Zhong Kui Yueji frowned deeply. Before entering the Eternal Night Desert, he had already consulted a great deal of intelligence within the Imperial Dynasty.

However, this was his first time entering the Fallen Immortal Dream Realm, and he had not expected that merely responding to a prayer would cause such a massive change.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Zhong Kui Yueji turned his attention to another prayer that was still ceaselessly pleading in his ear.

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Underground.

Darkness, obscurity, heaviness, melancholy…

Ning Wuye came back to his senses and looked around. He didn't find Zhong Kui Yueji, but he had already expected this.

After all, before the two entered the Eternal Night Desert, they had already consulted the sect's records regarding all situations within the desert.

Both he and the Crown Prince were very familiar with these most basic common sense facts.

However, as it was their first time entering the Fallen Immortal Dream Realm, they knew little about the specific dangers within.

Ning Wuye observed for a while and quickly determined that his current location was underground in the dream world.

The number of Original Immortals here should not be small.

Their purpose for this trip was to prevent the Fallen Immortal from awakening. The first thing they needed to do now was to spread their honorific name!

As he pondered, fragmented prayers already reached his ears: “…I humbly pray that my kind mother recovers soon… I am utterly sincere… Respectfully spoken.”

“…First, I wish my father and mother-in-law good health… Second, I wish my beloved child wisdom and quick wit… Third, I wish… my husband returns soon… Respectfully spoken.”

“…I humbly pray that the High God takes pity… and removes this locust plague… We will surely offer sacrifices… I am utterly… Respectfully spoken.”

Ning Wuye listened and nodded slightly. For a Foreign Immortal like him, the prayers of Mortals in the dream world were very easy to fulfill.

Although he knew this place was a dream and everything was illusory, and that once the Fallen Immortal awoke, everything in the dream would return to nothingness, he decided to respond to the Mortals' prayers, both as a Righteous Path individual who empathized with the common folk and for the sake of spreading his honorific name.

Thus, Ning Wuye focused his attention on one of the prayers.

Immediately, a scene appeared in his mind: In a vast wilderness, countless Mortals and common people, supporting the elderly and leading the young, knelt with pallid expressions before a temporarily erected altar.

On the altar, a bull's head, a sheep's head, and a pig's head were neatly placed, their blood still fresh. Beside the altar, there was still uncoagulated blood.

The people were all sallow and emaciated, dressed in rags. Many children stared intently at the offerings, swallowing their saliva continuously, yet they were sensible enough to remain silent.

Before this group of people lay an extremely vast expanse of farmland.

Judging by their attire, it should have been the season when shepherd's purse and wheat were green, but what met the eye was a desolate wasteland, not a blade of grass growing!

Countless adult-sized locusts, like a gigantic, yellow-green blanket, covered the entire fertile field, filling ditches and spreading across the whole expanse.

Some even flew onto the altar and the offerings. Seeing this, the village chief presiding over the sacrifice quickly called the villagers forward to drive them away, stammering out a prayer: “…I humbly pray that the High God takes pity… and eradicates the locust plague… so that we may offer sacrifices… Respectfully spoken.”

“…Remove the locust plague, preserve the millet and grains… Four seasons of offerings… Respectfully spoken.”

As they chanted, the locusts continued their rampage. As time passed, under the scorching sun, the three sacrificial animals, which had been prepared with the collective effort of the village, already began to emit a foul, fishy odor.

On the altar, there was no movement.

The crowd in front of the altar began to grow anxious and restless.

“Grandpa, is the High God unwilling to pay attention to us?” A child looked around, finally unable to hold back, and lightly tugged at the robe of the elder beside him, asking in a low voice, “If the locust plague isn't removed, there will be no harvest this year, and then, Father's illness…”

“Shush!” His grandfather’s expression changed, and he quickly covered his grandson’s mouth, scolding, “Children’s words are innocent, don’t talk nonsense! The High God… the High God will definitely protect us… It’s just that the High God is of noble status, perhaps he didn’t hear… The High God will definitely eradicate the locust plague for us!”

He muttered uneasily, “Otherwise, not just our village, but the entire county, and several nearby counties… how will they survive? How will they survive?”

“Oh, High God…”

“Please don’t be like fifteen years ago…”

“That locust plague, corpses littered the ground…”

“Eight brothers, six sisters, only I survived…”

“High God…”

“High God, have pity…” Fear spread among the crowd. Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the altar, their hearts in their throats. On their sallow, emaciated faces, long accustomed to hunger, their eyes shone with an odd brightness, erupting like shooting stars with their last light and warmth, focused on the hope of a divine manifestation.

Just as their mood grew heavier and despair gradually encroached, a chaotic, frantic, distorted voice suddenly rang out.

Instantly, all the locusts in sight, after emitting a mournful cry, turned to ashes!

The fields, ditches, and forests… revealed their original appearance.

A few clumps of half-eaten grass leaves swayed in the wind.

The villagers' prayers were answered.

They froze for a moment, then simultaneously burst into a cheer that shook the clouds: “A miracle! A miracle!!”

“High God has pity!!”

“Xian Family's grace!”

“We are saved!”

In their ecstasy, everyone began to transform rapidly, their bodies swelling, scales covering them, claws extending…

In an instant, the wilderness seemed like a chaotic dance of demons, bizarre and indescribable.

Underground.

Ning Wuye frowned deeply. What was going on?

He had only spoken his honorific name, and these original inhabitants of the dream world had all gone mad?

Immediately after, he composed himself, hesitated for a moment, and then focused on the next prayer.

※ ※ ※

Abyss.

Darkness, distortion, madness, depravity, ferocity, filth…

Creatures covered in scales, with horns on their heads, and bodies of a purplish-blue color, paced back and forth with heavy steps.

Their eyes were grayish-white, their pupils vertical slits, their forelimbs like claws, their hindlimbs hooves. On their thick arms, chains of blazing fire were entwined, constantly emitting fierce and foul auras.

Suddenly, an figure appeared out of nowhere in the air not far away.

Ji Changfu, in a white robe whiter than snow, slowly opened his eyes. The light in his eyes and the Heavenly Will Jade on his brow reflected each other, shining brightly.

All the creatures present immediately instinctively looked at him.

The moment their gaze touched Ji Changfu, all the creatures let out an agonizing and utterly frantic roar.

The next moment, their flesh and blood splattered, and countless chaotic, bizarre limbs grew within them, as if blood-and-flesh demonic flowers had suddenly bloomed.

Ji Changfu smiled slightly, not surprised in the least.

“Do not look directly at Immortals” was one of the rules of this Fallen Immortal Dream Realm.

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Chapter 780: Honorable Title. (Third update! Please subscribe!)

Ji Changfu stood in the Void Realm, his gaze sweeping around.

After surveying the surrounding environment, he nodded slightly. This place was the abyss within the dreamland, where a large number of Original Immortals resided, and their cultivation was generally powerful, according to the information held by the Heavenly Born Sect.

Within the Fallen Immortal Origin Dreamland, the abyss was divided into nineteen layers.

With each layer descended, the strength of the Original Immortals increased.

The few at the bottom of the abyss had reached an unimaginable level of cultivation.

However, compared to the starry sky, the dangers of the abyss were nothing.

After all, in the starry sky, there slumbered 'Old Immortals' who were more dangerous than Original Immortals, and furthermore, the most powerful Three Pillars Immortals of the Fallen Immortal Dream Realm lay hidden!

Thinking of this, Ji Changfu carefully sensed his surroundings and quickly frowned.

Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo had also arrived in the abyss, and although their layers were different from his, it was no surprise that due to their extremely close connection with him, they had already become his Subsidiary Immortals.

However, Junior Brother Kang was nowhere to be found?

What was going on?

Ji Changfu pondered slightly. The Heavenly Born Sect determined status by birth, with vast differences between each level of Origin.

Therefore, as the Young Sect Master, while Gui Hengqiu, Chu Mo, and Kang Shaoyin were only True Disciples, they were his subordinates in the current world, bound by sect rules and a subtle ideological recognition.

According to the rules of the multi-threaded dreamland, these three Junior Brothers and Junior Sister should have automatically become his Subsidiary Immortals upon entering the dreamland.

But now, how did Junior Brother Kang manage to escape this?

He couldn't help but frown: "One person is missing... Never mind, as long as he's not dead, I'll find him eventually."

"Entering the Eternal Night Desert this time was very rushed, and without the support of the Reincarnation Tower, the level of danger has increased immeasurably compared to when my father came here back then."

"Now that I've finally managed to get in, I absolutely cannot fail."

"I must complete this transformation before the Sect discovers my lost cultivation!"

"Otherwise..."

Thinking of his brothers and sisters, Ji Changfu's eyes turned cold.

Just then, a clamorous plea reached his ears: "I humbly pray... dangers and hardships... born in obscurity... now in distress... I humbly wish for your compassion on my plight, to bestow a little mercy... a thousand gold... my humble sincerity... boundless... to the utmost, respectfully."

"I humbly... bow... I pledge my body and mind, to cast aside evil and lust... the ambition of an ant... unswerving until death... boundless... respectfully."

"...Only this divine being... I pray for your descent... miasma... sickness... longevity..."

"I humbly pray... I have long admired... I humbly wish... I humbly pray... to bestow inner splendor... and outer radiance... abundant offerings..."

After listening for a while, Ji Changfu chose one of the prayers.

Immediately, an image appeared in his mind: it was a young girl of sixteen.

Her dress was splendid, her hair adorned with many hairpins, and a pair of jade bracelets on her wrist seemed like pure spring water condensed, indicating her wealthy background at a glance.

However, her complexion was dark, her waist as thick as a bucket, and her appearance was quite ugly.

At this moment, she was kneeling alone in a room with tightly closed doors and windows, weeping while praying softly.

Ji Changfu's perspective was precisely the divine position she was bowing to.

He did not speak. After observing for a while, he merely condensed a bit of power from a distance and wrote a cloud-script 'Fu' character in the air in front of the girl.

This was his honored title.

The girl caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, looked up, and immediately gasped, shouting shrilly: "An Immortal has manifested!!"

This cry quickly startled all the servants outside. They hadn't heard clearly through the door, only thinking that Young Miss had encountered some mishap. In their panic, they rushed in, seeing the 'Fu' character clearly.

Before long, the entire opulent mansion was alarmed. Looking at the 'Fu' character that had appeared out of thin air, their expressions varied; some were delighted, some bewildered, and some showed fear. They looked at each other, all turning pale with shock: "A miracle!"

"This is a miracle..."

"An Immortal has responded to Young Miss..."

"Is it 'Fu' Immortal?"

"What did Young Miss pray for?"

Observing up to this point, Ji Changfu withdrew his gaze, having no intention of fulfilling the other party's wish.

He currently had no plans to fulfill any wishes; he only intended to first spread his honored title.

He would only formally respond when Mortals specifically prayed for this honored title.

Because these prayers lingering in his ears... were not something only he could hear.

Acting rashly could easily expose his whereabouts.

Immediately after, Ji Changfu's thoughts stirred, and he took out a portion of fresh blood.

This was the blood of the Fallen Devils of the foreign tribes in the Eternal Night Desert.

Currently, all Magic Treasures and Talismans from the current world could not be used within this Fallen Immortal Dream Realm.

However, Materials taken from the Eternal Night Desert were not restricted.

Ji Changfu used the blood of the foreign tribe's Fallen Devils to write Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo's true names and honored titles in mid-air. Then, using this as the center, he began to meticulously draw an extremely complex rune.

He had just entered the dreamland, and his Immortal rank was currently insufficient to directly cross vast distances and contact his Subsidiary Immortals. He could only use the blood of the foreign tribe's Fallen Devils to perform the Water Mirror Technique, thereby contacting these two Junior Brothers and Junior Sister.

After a while, the drawing was complete. Ji Changfu casually formed a hand seal, and the rune immediately transformed into two blood-glowing Water Mirrors, each reflecting the figures of Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo.

Looking at his two fellow disciples, he calmly instructed: "Do not concern yourselves with those prayers. Focus on investigating the abyss and finding Original Immortals we can deal with."

***

In the starry sky.

In the boundless Void Realm, countless stars quietly floated.

Yu Xuezhao opened her eyes and looked around. She didn't see her Dog Owner and was slightly puzzled, but soon, she stopped bothering with such small matters.

After all, she was used to being abandoned by her Dog Owner...

Just then, a prayer sounded in her ears: "I humbly pray to Xian Xi... the Jiang family bows... I humbly wish for the compassion of the High God... to increase the spiritual light of my eldest son... with boundless earnestness... respectfully."

"...Pray for rain... constant sunshine... sincere devotion, humbly pray... spiritual grace... spiritual virtue... to the utmost earnestness."

"I humbly pray... True Saint... I humbly wish to be granted according to my ability, according to my fortune..."

"I humbly pray for the young Nan family... worries and troubles are many, peace and joy are few... I humbly wish... to obtain peace and security..."

Hmm?

What was this?

Yu Xuezhao looked around. Besides the seemingly endless sea of stars, there was nothing. But the prayers poured into her ears like a tide, one after another.

She listened with novelty, but she had no concept of fame or fortune.

Therefore, after patiently listening for a moment, Yu Xuezhao's attention quickly fell on the prayer for rain.

The next moment, a cracked earth appeared before her eyes.

A thousand li of parched land, the people suffering.

On the city wall of a certain city, on a beautifully decorated altar, the three sacrificial animals were laid out, and fruits were displayed.

Several officials in brocade robes and black gauze caps, all sweating profusely, knelt solemnly not far away, looking at a priest in front of the altar, with disheveled hair, bare feet, wearing a feather cloak, and a Magical Artifact engraved with runes tied around his waist.

At this moment, accompanied by the sound of bells and chimes from below, the priest was performing a sacrificial dance, his voice hoarse.

"Sacrifice!"

After a frantic dance, the broad-shouldered, strong-bodied priest, whose strength was evident at a glance, was already flushed and sweating like rain, yet he paid no attention to wiping it away, and shouted sternly: "Sacrifice to the High God..."

Before he finished speaking, below the city wall, several condemned prisoners who had already been pushed to their knees had the wooden plaques behind them removed. The executioners, with solemn expressions, simultaneously drew their blades, swung them, and re-sheathed them...

Several great heads, accompanied by pillars of blood gushing skyward, rolled to the ground.

Immediately, someone rushed forward, picked up the heads, briefly wiped them clean, placed them into black wooden lacquer trays with gold carvings, and then quickly carried them to the altar on the city wall.

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“This place seems to have been dry for a long time, no wonder they are praying for rain…” In the starry sky, Yu Xuezhao mused, “This is simple, I can do it!”

She didn't know anything about spreading her honorable title, so she immediately cast a spell and brought rain to this area.

...So, at the moment the death row prisoners' heads were placed on the altar, in the clear, sun-drenched sky, large masses of dark clouds suddenly appeared. In an instant, the sky became overcast, and it was about to rain!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then fell into ecstasy.

“Great God is merciful! Great God is merciful! It’s finally raining!” The several officials in brocade robes, disregarding court decorum, leaped up one after another. Looking at the rolling clouds above their heads, already brewing thunder and lightning, they wept with joy, bowing repeatedly to the sky, and choked out, “We are saved! We are saved!”

At the same time, throughout the entire city, every household opened their windows and doors, walking out onto the streets, feeling the impending storm. Tears streamed down their faces: “It’s going to rain!”

“Finally, there’s rain…”

“Great God is merciful…”

“Mercy…”

“It seems human sacrifice is indeed necessary.”

“That’s right, I heard too. As soon as those death row prisoners’ heads were presented, the clouds gathered…”

“Heaven has pity…”

“Why are you out too? Haven’t you been sick?”

“My illness was all due to worry. Now that the rain is finally coming, even if I have to crawl, I must crawl out to see…”

“It hasn’t rained a single drop for a full seven months, seven months, seven months!”

“The crops are gone, the ponds are dry, the wells have withered, the rivers have broken, and even the swamps… that large swamp north of the city, where so many bandits used to hide, has dried up…”

“Yes, the rain is finally here…”

The common people were agitated, supporting the old and leading the young, discussing loudly. The entire city seemed to suddenly come alive.

Many half-grown children, infected by the excitement, couldn't help but strip off their upper garments and run wild through the city, shouting as they ran: “It’s going to rain! Bring in the laundry!”

“Oh oh… it’s finally raining…”

Seeing the city, which had been lifeless due to the severe drought, now filled with vitality and hope, the priest on the city wall couldn't help but reveal a slight smile. However, at this moment, a raindrop larger than the entire city descended from the dark clouds.

No, it should be described as smashing down!

This raindrop was crystal clear, reflecting the land, yet it was filled with strangeness and ominousness, exuding cold, dark, silent, and destructive Qi…

The next moment, a violent downpour instantly arrived.

In just a blink of an eye, inside the city's yamen, a batch of Feng Shui trees, carefully nurtured to survive this great drought, had their trunks, which several people could embrace, smashed, their branches broken and leaves scattered, trembling without any resistance.

Then came the houses in the city. Except for a few that were exceptionally well-built, most of the houses only lasted for about a cup of tea's time before groaning and collapsing amidst the rumbling rain.

In the streets and alleys, the common people, who were joyfully welcoming this heavy rain, felt a chill throughout their bodies. Those with weaker Physiques were almost instantly invaded by the Yin cold Qi and lost consciousness…

The heavy rain poured down, and soon, the cracked earth could not contain the downpour.

The rainwater soaked through the flood discharge and water storage ditches and deep wells, filled the moats, and numerous ponds in the city… quickly overflowing onto the streets.

Various debris continuously emerged from the water, occasionally with bloodstains and fleeting human figures.

The rain showed no signs of abating, and the accumulated water rapidly rose.

Before long, the houses that had not yet collapsed were also tottering under the soaking and flushing of the rainwater…

The city, which had just been in ecstasy, instantly returned to Hell…

In the starry sky, Yu Xuezhao looked surprised. How could the spell she cast become so terrifying?

However, since all those who died were beings in the dream, merely illusions, Yu Xuezhao felt no remorse whatsoever.

Moreover, all those who died were from the Human Race, not the Yao Race.

She didn't care at all. The reason she was willing to fulfill these people's wishes just now was simply because they kowtowed so devoutly.

Hmm, now that everyone was dead, they couldn't kowtow to her anymore. She needed to find a new target.

It had to be said, this Fallen Immortal Dream Realm was quite fun!

Yu Xuezhao had no interest in the promotion to Immortal position that Ji Changfu mentioned.

From now on, she was going to conquer all the Human Race in this world!

Making all the Human Race kneel on the ground and kowtow to her…

Thinking of this, Yu Xuezhao immediately focused on the next prayer.

***

In the starry sky.

The vast and boundless Void Realm was magnificent and grand.

Pei Ling stood in the air, listening to the repeated prayers in his ears. These prayers included requests for fame, rain, healing illnesses, wealth, marriage and children, and even good luck in gambling…

Just as he was about to choose one, he noticed that the prayer for rain suddenly disappeared. At the same time, Yu Xuezhao's aura flashed past…

Yu Xuezhao responded to the prayer for rain?

Pei Ling was slightly startled. If so, it seemed that he was not the only one who could hear these prayers!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling closed his eyes and began to sense Yu Xuezhao's location through the Demon Controlling Blood Contract.

But very quickly, he discovered that the Demon Controlling Blood Contract between him and Yu Xuezhao had disappeared.

In its place was another kind of connection, similar yet different, completely distinct.

“What’s going on?” Pei Ling was instantly very surprised. This Fallen Immortal Dream Realm not only removed the effects of his Blood Without Face and Eclipse Sun Secret Record, but even the Demon Controlling Blood Contract between him and Yu Xuezhao had been replaced?

As his thoughts turned, he tried to use this connection to communicate with Yu Xuezhao.

However, Pei Ling quickly found that this connection was useless except for allowing him to sense that Yu Xuezhao was still alive.

He frowned deeply, thought carefully for a moment, and decided to first observe those prayers in secret, but not to respond until he understood the specific situation.

So, Pei Ling immersed his mind in the first prayer that sounded in his ears.

…From its layout, this should have been the ancestral temple of a prominent Family.

However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that the various furnishings, though seemingly grand and elaborate, actually showed many signs of repair.

Even more so, a chair not far away, clearly missing a leg, had not been replaced or repaired, but was instead placed there to make up the numbers, leaning precariously against a nearby side table.

Clearly, this was a declining Family.

At this moment, from Pei Ling's perspective, looking down, there were extremely abundant offerings placed before him.

Grains, three sacrificial animals, salt, vinegar, fruits, vegetables, and a large jar of wine were neatly arranged on the long offering table.

Dozens of old and young knelt in unison below, all male, their expressions anxious as they prayed: “…may the spiritual light of the Young Master increase… respectfully spoken.”

And surrounded by everyone, occasionally glanced at, was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Young Master, whose appearance was proper, but who seemed more simple and honest than intelligent.

At the moment, he was praying along with his clansmen in a dazed manner, his expression very obedient, yet somewhat stiff, lacking the agility that a clever child should possess.

Thump, thump, thump…

After each prayer, everyone carefully observed the offering table and the idol. If there was no response, they would kowtow forcefully, and then continue.

Pei Ling watched this scene quietly, without any movement.

The petitioners were extremely resolute in their will, or rather, the few who were in charge were extremely resolute. Even when some of the clansmen could no longer support themselves, and even the Young Master was tottering, they still dragged their aged bodies, firmly kneeling at the very front, repeating prayers, kowtows, prayers, kowtows…

A full three days and three nights passed.

The several elders kneeling at the very front had their Qi already weakened. Their bodies could no longer support them; they were purely relying on willpower.

Seeing this, the clansmen behind them became somewhat restless. Several tried to speak but hesitated, seemingly wanting to persuade their elders to stop, yet they feared their elders' authority and dared not speak.

As they hesitated, in the starry sky, Pei Ling slightly narrowed his eyes, noticing a hint of abnormality.

Without any hesitation, he immediately concealed all his Qi.

At this moment, a cold, strange, and tyrannical Qi descended.

Silently, the offerings seemed to have aged thousands of years in an instant, rapidly decaying, stinking, and rotting…

The next moment, this Qi disappeared as it came, without a greeting or a warning.

The Mortals noticed this change and were overjoyed: “Thank you, Great God! Thank you, Great God… Eldest Young Master, quick! Go up and kowtow, Great God has accepted the sacrifice, this means our prayer has been granted!”

Their wish having been answered, everyone ceased praying.

As the prayer ended, Pei Ling's vision immediately began to blur, and soon, his mind returned to the starry sky.

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Seeing this, Pei Ling immediately understood that these prayers were indeed heard by more than just him!

Moreover, as long as any existence that heard the prayer responded, the prayer would disappear.

Without the prayer as guidance, he would also lose his target and return to the starry sky...

Besides this, Pei Ling could confirm that the one who acted just now was not Yu Xuezhao, nor Ji Changfu, Gui Hengqiu, or Chu Mo!

This indicated that, in addition to them, this Dreamland itself had Immortals similar to them!

And Ji Changfu had not told them this!

“What to do next?”

“How can I increase my ‘Immortal Rank’? Fulfill these prayers? Fight against the Immortals in the Dreamland?”

“If Ji Changfu were here, I could see how he does it...”

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately thought of using the System for Hosting. Without a doubt, the System would definitely make the most optimal choice.

However, this was deep within the Eternal Night Desert, a Fallen Immortal Dream Realm, which was bound to be extremely perilous. Using the System for Hosting required sufficient preparation beforehand.

So, Pei Ling moved his thoughts and infused a stream of Qi into his Magic Robe, then waited for a moment, but saw no reaction from the Magic Robe.

He couldn’t help but frown...

Just now, when the Blood Without Face failed, he thought that it was impossible to disguise one’s identity in the Dreamland. Now it seemed likely that all Magic Treasures could not be used.

Seeing his Magic Robe fail, Pei Ling dared not recklessly use the System for a while. He knew too little about this Dreamland right now, and directly using the System for Hosting might lead to a miserable death.

After hesitating for a while, Pei Ling decided to continue gathering information and select some suitable targets for testing.

Therefore, he focused his attention on the next prayer.

As his mind sank in, he immediately saw a desolate mountain valley.

The valley entrance was covered by numerous traps, mechanisms, and trees, and the valley itself was bustling with people. In the very center was a temporarily erected high platform.

On the high platform, several Black Robed Persons knelt.

These people were completely enveloped in black robes from head to toe, even their fingertips were tightly covered. They were kneeling before the sacrificial altar, murmuring prayers.

Below the platform were thousands of young, strong men and women, all unconscious, seemingly drugged.

Surrounding these young, strong men and women were a group of burly, fierce-looking guards, all holding weapons, their glances filled with brutality.

The sun was setting, and a chill entered the wind.

One of the Black Robed Persons looked around, and couldn’t help but temporarily interrupt his prayer, sighing hoarsely: “One thousand and eighty-eight young, strong men and women, a blood sacrifice to exchange for twenty years of extended life for us... I wonder if this will succeed?”

His companion’s voice was equally hoarse, and he said indifferently: “If we do nothing, you and I will at most die of old age in five or six years. If we do this, there is still a glimmer of hope.”

“That’s right.” The third Black Robed Person said weakly, “Besides, even if it doesn’t work, it’s just a slight waste of time...”

“These Mortals all come from humble backgrounds. Even if they grow up safely, their lives are destined to be full of hardships and born into suffering. If we sacrifice them today, and it succeeds, it will be a soaring ascent, allowing us to serve by the side of the Immortals in the Void Realm. What a great fortune, what a great Opportunity! This act, in the secular world, might seem like a bad deed. But for these Mortals, it is actually a tremendous blessing...”

“Indeed, indeed...”

Pei Ling’s perspective appeared in the Void Realm, quietly overlooking the entire valley.

He waited for another three days and three nights, but no existence made a move. Clearly, this time, no existence was willing to respond to the prayers of these people.

Seeing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly. This was the target he wanted to choose!

Of course, he couldn’t fulfill the wishes of these people who sacrificed innocent Mortals for longevity, but he wanted to use these people to do some testing...

With a thought, Pei Ling unleashed the Grievance Nightmare Divine Power.

Instantly, whether on the high platform or among the surrounding guards, all evil thoughts were completely absorbed, except for the unconscious young, strong men and women. Everyone stood still, becoming completely desireless... To be precise, these people were now completely empty shells.

Everything within them was instantly drained by Pei Ling!

The prayer stopped, and Pei Ling’s consciousness returned to the starry sky.

He frowned deeply. These Mortals in the Dreamland were too fragile! His previous move had been very careful, yet he still annihilated everyone in an instant!

However...

The power he absorbed this time using the Grievance Nightmare Divine Power was extremely pure!

And unlike in the real world, the power absorbed and devoured in this Dreamland using the Grievance Nightmare Divine Power showed no signs of dissipating.

Although not much, he was indeed a little stronger than before.

Pei Ling pondered in his mind: “These powers might disappear once I leave the Dreamland... No... Ji Changfu said that after leaving, I would be more ‘noble’... Could it be that they can be retained? Or a part of them?”

“No matter what, in this Dreamland, as long as there are enough Mortals and enough hatred, under the effect of the Grievance Nightmare Divine Power, I can become stronger and stronger.”

“Is this... the way to increase ‘Immortal Rank’?”

Thinking of this, Pei Ling nodded slightly. Besides him, Ji Changfu and the others did not have the Grievance Nightmare Divine Power, so they definitely couldn’t use the same method as him.

But he obtained power from Mortals... Without a doubt, the true method to increase “Immortal Rank” was related to the Mortals in the Dreamland!

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many prayers from Mortals echoing in his ears as soon as he entered.

“However, selecting prayers one by one like this, and having to wait three days for each prayer to prevent being discovered by other existences... It’s too time-consuming!” Pei Ling thought to himself, “I need to try other methods...”

Thinking, he observed the next prayer.

This time, what appeared before Pei Ling was a lavishly decorated boudoir, with pearl curtains and embroidered drapes. In a gilded Suan Ni incense burner, a wisp of green smoke curled upwards.

A young married woman, adorned with pearls and jewels in her hair, had a charming appearance and graceful figure.

At this moment, she was kneeling inside the innermost curtain, her beautiful face already twisted, murmuring resentfully in a low voice: “May... the lowly concubine Qian... become pregnant... and die violently... May the concubine Qian’s descendants be cut off... and lead a short life... I sincerely beg... this humble prayer.”

This woman seemed to be a concubine, but she was cursing the main wife who had just become pregnant, hoping that the main wife would die along with her child, so that she herself would have a chance to become the main wife.

Furthermore, she did not want the main wife’s child to survive and occupy the status of the legitimate heir, which would hinder her own future children’s prospects.

Pei Ling’s perspective was a divine tablet she was kowtowing before.

He waited quietly for three days, and found that no existence noticed this place. Only then did he carefully control his power and unleash the Bewitching Soul Divine Power...

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Chapter 783: The Evil Immortal Resurrects. (Second update! Please subscribe! Happy National Day to everyone!)

The woman was completely unable to withstand even a hint of his emotional will; her eyes immediately bulged, veins pulsed on her forehead, and her originally fair and delicate skin instantly turned purplish-blue.

She tilted her head back and let out a bloodcurdling scream, which, before it even finished, morphed into a maniacal “hahahaha”… She had gone completely insane!

The prayer stopped, and Pei Ling returned to the starry sky, frowning slightly: “The Soul Bewitching Divine Power is also useless…”

After a moment of contemplation, he continued to choose the next prayer.

※ ※ ※

In the dream world.

Central Plains, Great Liang Kingdom.

Bureau of Records.

Deep within the government office, in a study furnished with solemn dignity, a black-faced, short-bearded official, about forty years old, was buried in his documents, rapidly reviewing official papers with a vermillion brush.

Just then, a subordinate entered from outside. After saluting before the long table, he reported with a grave voice: “Marshal of the Bureau of Records, an extremely bizarre disaster has occurred in Mi River Prefecture.”

“The local government could not resolve it, so they urgently reported it to the imperial court, requesting a ruling.”

“The imperial court has ordered the Bureau of Records to conduct a thorough investigation.”

The Marshal of the Bureau of Records temporarily paused his vermillion brush and instructed: “Speak.”

“There is a prominent family, the Gu Family, in Mi River Prefecture. Their fifth son had been married for many years without issue. Recently, his wife went to the local Miaozhen Temple, rumored to be quite efficacious, to pray for a child. However, the mistress and her servants had only been wandering in the hall for less than half a day when they were discovered to have all turned into ‘Evil Fallen’.”

“Moreover, that fifth Mistress of the Gu Family, who was childless when she departed, unexpectedly gave birth to hundreds of ‘Evil Fallen’ in the hall…”

“Currently, Mi River Prefecture has sealed off Miaozhen Temple and is simultaneously recruiting people to slay the numerous ‘Evil Fallen’.”

“It’s just that the fifth Mistress was rumored to be gentle, virtuous, and kind-hearted, yet she inexplicably became an ‘Evil Fallen’, causing widespread panic among the local populace…”

Before he finished speaking, another person quickly entered and reported in a deep voice: “Marshal of the Bureau of Records, something has happened in Fengling Prefecture! This year’s locust plague is most severe in Fengling Prefecture. The common people there have been preparing to offer sacrifices to the Upper Gods these days to drive away the locust disaster.”

“But a report just came in, stating that in this prefecture, dozens of villages, while raising funds for the sacrificial ceremony, inexplicably went mad…”

The Marshal of the Bureau of Records frowned deeply, quickly took the two case files, but before he could examine them, another person came to report: “Marshal of the Bureau of Records, Tengyue Prefecture has suffered from a prolonged drought for several months, but three days ago, heavy rain suddenly poured down, and now the entire Tengyue Prefecture has turned into a vast ocean… Countless common people and livestock have drowned, and the collapse of houses and loss of property are even harder to estimate.”

“Neighboring prefectures sent boats to investigate and found that even the city walls of Tengyue Prefecture had largely collapsed…”

Listening, the Marshal of the Bureau of Records’ face was as dark as water. He silently took the three case files and began to examine them.

After carefully reading them, his expression grew even gloomier, and then he ordered: “Dispatch skilled individuals to these three locations for a thorough investigation.”

The three replied in unison: “Yes!”

Immediately after, the Marshal of the Bureau of Records arranged another set of tasks.

Seeing that he had no further instructions, the subordinates were about to disperse, but one of them hesitated, then uncertainly said: “Marshal of the Bureau of Records, these three incidents are all extremely strange.”

“Could it be… that the Evil Fallen are beginning to revive?”

The Marshal of the Bureau of Records said in a deep voice: “There is that possibility.”

“Therefore, those sent to investigate must bring the Immortal Artifacts bestowed by the Immortals of the Righteous Path, lest they suffer unnecessary losses.”

The subordinates’ expressions were grave. They exchanged glances, and a deep worry was evident in their eyes.

The revival of the Evil Fallen… The world is about to descend into chaos!

At this moment, another subordinate rushed in and reported: “Marshal of the Bureau of Records, in a valley about a hundred li northwest of the county seat of Lu Dong Prefecture, thousands of unconscious boys and girls, as well as hundreds of adults, have been discovered. Judging by the situation in the valley, it appears that the elders of several prominent local families, deceived by the ‘Worship Immortal Cult’, kidnapped children with the intention of sacrificing their blood to increase their own Lifespan…”

“But now, all the adults have become walking corpses.”

“Although the children are unharmed, they have been unconscious the entire time and know nothing.”

The “Worship Immortal Cult” was a notorious evil cult, known throughout Great Liang, whose heinous crimes were too numerous to count and who always sought to sow chaos.

Normally, news of people associated with them suffering misfortune would be good news.

But hearing it now, the Marshal of the Bureau of Records felt no joy at all.

With so many bizarre disasters occurring consecutively, the fact of the Evil Fallen’s revival was already apparent!

Suppressing the urge to rub his forehead, the Marshal of the Bureau of Records ordered expressionlessly: “Order a nationwide investigation and prohibit all Folk shrine (folk cults and illicit shrines) and sacrifices.

“Those who report will be heavily rewarded; those who conceal will be held jointly liable.”

“From this day forward, any sacrifice must be reported to the authorities and confirmed by the local Bureau of Records before it can proceed.”

“Otherwise, it will uniformly be considered a sacrifice to an ‘Evil Fallen’, and the perpetrators will be executed without mercy!”

※ ※ ※

Underground.

Obscure, profound…

Ning Wuye withdrew his mind and pondered slightly…

After these days of attempts, in order to spread his revered title, he specifically, when a Mortal named “Ye Hui” prayed for power to take revenge, used his magical power to carve a basic Cultivation Technique on a stone slab in front of him.

Moreover, at the end of the Cultivation Technique, he left his revered title.

The Mortals in this dream world were truly too fragile. Therefore, the Cultivation Technique he imparted focused on strengthening the body and transforming the bones. As long as these Mortals cultivated diligently and became high-level Cultivators in the dream world, they should be able to withstand his voice and thereafter carry out his commands.

This endeavor might take a very long time.

But as the saying goes, a thousand years in a dream, a dream of a thousand years, the flow of time in the Fallen Immortal Dream Realm is inherently different from the current reality.

A thousand years spent there might only be a single day in the current reality…

Facts proved that Ning Wuye’s method was very effective.

The Mortal named “Ye Hui” immediately memorized his revered title. Moreover, during the Daytime, he actively promoted his revered title and immortal deeds, recruited Disciples, and at night, diligently cultivated the Cultivation Technique on the stone slab.

Currently, Ning Wuye already had nearly a hundred extremely devout followers.

And the stone slab on which the Cultivation Technique was originally recorded was named “Ning Immortal Stone Slab” by these Disciples.

Thinking of this, he concentrated on listening to the murmuring whispers in his ears, and just as he was about to continue responding to the next prayer, a cold, tyrannical, powerful, and strange aura suddenly descended.

Ning Wuye immediately became alert, and then he saw a powerful, ancient-looking Foreign Immortal appear before him!

The Han An Sword Sect had not explored much of the Eternal Night Desert, but the aura emanating from this Foreign Immortal… This was an Original Immortals of the dream world!

The Foreign Immortal’s eyes were completely pale, flickering with an eerie glow in the dim, murky underground.

When he saw Ning Wuye, he was also slightly startled, then furiously roared: “Foreign Immortal!!!”

Without the slightest hesitation, the Foreign Immortal directly launched an attack on Ning Wuye.

Boom!

Deep underground, an Immortal battle immediately erupted!

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