Chapter 711: The Ancient God's Dream
"Are you trying to pollute this world, or do you think I won't be able to devour Water Blue Star if you add some ingredients?" Bai Mo looked at the Main God's actions, somewhat puzzled. After all, destroying three worlds just to seize one seemed like a losing proposition no matter how he looked at it.
At this moment, he still didn't know that the Main God's ultimate mission for Wu Ming was to kill him, in exchange for the opportunity to officially inherit the Main God Temple.
He merely regarded the Main God as a rival contending for Water Blue Star, not an opponent in a life-and-death struggle.
But for Wu Ming, as long as he could completely merge with the Main God Temple, he would instantly ascend to godhood, becoming a supreme Immortal-God figure. Not only would he gain eternal life, but he would also no longer need to worry daily about his Reincarnators rebelling.
To achieve this goal, let alone three worlds, even sacrificing all the worlds under his control would be worth it.
Anyway, once he truly became the Main God, he would have ample time to accumulate resources anew.
...
"Those three worlds all seem to be post-apocalyptic in nature, and the difference between a post-apocalypse and Spirit Qi resurgence is actually just one word—order. If order exists, the world will move towards Spirit Qi resurgence, but if human order collapses, everything will lead to an apocalypse..."
"In other words, it wants to contend with me for the direction of the world."
"Seems quite interesting."
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"Confirm sacrificing worlds A5, A6, and A7 to activate the Ancient God's Dream?" Inside the Main God's core control room, Wu Ming was making his final preparations.
"Yes!"
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
"Begin."
The three-colored mist enveloping Water Blue Star, responsible for transferring the matter, energy, and souls of the other three worlds into Water Blue Star, suddenly erupted with dazzling light.
Everything began to annihilate, transforming into pure purple light.
The purple light expanded outwards at the speed of light, almost instantly enveloping Bai Mo entirely.
Of all the people in space, only Bai Mo and Xu Xuan Ling reacted in time. However, Bai Mo was inside the purple light cage, while Xu Xuan Ling was outside it.
"Will he fail too?" She looked in Bai Mo's direction, uncertainty in her gaze.
That purple cage... Xu Xuan Ling asked herself, if she were trapped within it, there would be absolutely no possibility of breaking free. After all, it was a terrifying seal bought by sacrificing everything from three entire worlds.
Inside the purple cage, Bai Mo tried swinging a punch towards the boundary, then experienced a truly peculiar sensation.
Because he discovered that he hadn't hit anything at all; his fist simply couldn't get out.
"It's a bit like A Thousand Miles in a Foot."
Bai Mo immediately recalled that he actually possessed a similar ability, capable of stretching a space that appeared to be one centimeter into an actual distance of tens of kilometers.
No matter how he swung his fist, as long as it didn't reach tens of kilometers away, it would appear as if he was stuck in place, unless he used a long-range attack to strike across tens of thousands of meters.
Moreover, the purple cage was merely the beginning. The purple light generated by the burning worlds almost entirely converged upon Bai Mo, causing him to constantly generate new thoughts.
With his deductive power, any casual thought could be mentally constructed into a complete worldview.
"It can even make me daydream while I'm awake?" Bai Mo developed an intense curiosity towards this purple light. So much so that he didn't even try to resist its invasion; instead, he sought to understand its truth through direct contact.
"It should be some kind of dream-dao technique, capable of forcefully pulling people into dreams. If it can make someone never wake up from a dream, then it's quite a formidable method."
As the purple light continuously invaded, Bai Mo began to feel his spirit grow heavy. A powerful force was attempting to pull him into a dream.
But because his sheer mass was excessively vast, this force attempting to pull him into a dream also seemed somewhat insufficient.
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"Just five more minutes of observation. As long as I can drag him into the dream, I still have a chance to win!
Outside the purple light, Wu Ming stared fixedly at the situation inside the purple cage.
The Ancient God's Dream was his strongest trump card against Immortal-level powerhouses.
Forcefully pulling the opponent into a dream—if they never woke up again, that would be ideal.
Even if, by some chance, they truly managed to awaken from the Ancient God's Dream, it would likely be decades, even a century, later. The intervening period would at least buy him ample time to escape.
...
"Let's all... dream." Just as Wu Ming was still observing the purple cage, a faint voice suddenly appeared beside his ear.
"How is this possible?!"
...
"Bang bang bang!!!"
"Bang bang bang!!!"
...
Zhou Wen Tian, who had already transformed into a Six Tiers god, had the trump cards he left behind fully erupt. His Divine Body completely burst apart, and without the slightest defense, he began his own Reincarnation Tribulation.
"Why?!"
"I clearly wasn't cultivating, so why is my body's power automatically running along?!"
Unlike Zhou Wen Tian, who was already prepared to die and could only gamble on survival amidst death, Ancient Demon Zu Ma had also obtained a cultivation art rumored to lead to Immortality. However, he hadn't started cultivating immediately. He needed more time to verify everything about the {Immortal-Devil Subduing Dragon Art}.
Freedom was indeed precious, but to recklessly cultivate some strange art simply for the pursuit of freedom was irresponsible with one's own life.
Thus, he merely memorized the Immortal-Devil Subduing Dragon Art, intending to study it slowly later.
But Zu Ma never imagined that this cultivation art would have a spiritual contamination trump card.
He had only just read through it once, and now, the demonic qi within his body had unexpectedly begun to circulate involuntarily, following the energy circulation method described in the Immortal-Devil Subduing Dragon Art.
"I—don't—want—to break through now!!!"
Nothing was ready, not even his mental state.
He hadn't left behind any traces of his existence, no legacy, no descendants. To suddenly embark on this extremely high-mortality path of no return, Zu Ma's heart was filled with unwillingness.
Who wouldn't want to leave behind some trace of having once lived?
Equally caught off guard were the other Reincarnators who had obtained Immortal Ascension cultivation manuals.
Rashly obtaining such a secret manual, even if they didn't immediately begin cultivating for safety reasons, they would certainly glance through it a few times, or read the entire text to try and comprehend it, or verify its authenticity.
As long as they took a look, they would step on a mine.
The spiritual contamination trap Bai Mo had left behind would spread through the text within.
Only Wu Ming, protected by the Main God's core, could remain unaffected after reading these things.
Of course, in truth, he hadn't escaped either.
"One Yuan Dream."
After a long, soft sigh, Wu Ming lost consciousness.
At the same time, Bai Mo proactively released his resistance, allowing the Ancient God's Dream to pull him in.
He had just imitated the Ancient God's Dream and created his own Spirit Art—the One Yuan Dream—which indiscriminately pulled all living beings in the vicinity into a semi-real, semi-illusory dream, jointly created by Water Blue Star, the other three worlds, and Bai Mo and the Main God.
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