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Chapter 691

This newly formed valley was named the Dream Valley, and it was listed as one of the forbidden areas of the Tianyuan Secret Territory.

However, the Legends didn't come to solve this so-called forbidden area either.

That was because they really couldn't spare their hands. Compared to the battles that happened in other places, a forbidden area that couldn't be moved was fine.

In any case, there were many such forbidden areas in the Tianyuan Secret Territory.

During this period of time, the days were getting worse. In this world, there were many stupid people, but there were also many smart people.

More and more people understood the truth about the so-called otherworldly demons, and more and more people cooperated with them.

The three religions could fight their way out and continue to occupy a high position in the Federation, but they also had to think of ways to fight for a position in the future.

Becoming a member of the Federation in advance, working for the Federation, and making contributions, then in the future when the Federation captured the Tianyuan Secret Territory, they could also get a place in the Federation.

The entire Tianyuan Secret Territory was getting more and more chaotic. As for the casualties among the people, not many people cared.

This was a chaotic world, and it was difficult to survive in this chaotic world, so who would care about those ordinary people?

Therefore, not many people came to the Dream Valley to disturb them, except for some people who wanted to fight to the death.

After all, people still had some common sense. If a Legend Martial Art wasn't handled correctly, strange and terrifying things would happen. Therefore, places with strange and terrifying things were very likely to have Legend Martial Arts.

Therefore, in the Tianyuan Secret Territory, there would be such people every year. They were not satisfied with their current life, and with the idea of fighting to the death, they would enter various strange forbidden areas in an attempt to obtain the treasures within.

However, as the Tianyuan Secret Territory became more and more turbulent, such people became more and more common.

In this chaotic world, rather than being crushed to death by the wheel of history like a dog, it was better to fight for a future.

Wu Fan was such a person. Unable to continue living, he thought of his cheap life. Relying on his mediocre martial arts skills, he came to the Dreamland Valley to fight to the death.

The gatekeepers outside turned a blind eye to Wu Fan's infiltration. Their main responsibility was to prevent people from bringing out some terrifying substances from the Dream Valley, which would cause more people to fall into a deep sleep.

These people were courting death, and they didn't want to stop them.

Wu Fan slowly approached the Dream Valley. After entering, he encountered some of the things that were rumored to happen.

It was rumored that as long as one approached the valley, one would feel an obvious pain in one's body and find it difficult to breathe. It was as if there was a pair of invisible hands strangling one's neck.

A wave of dizziness would follow, and this dizziness would become stronger and stronger. Moreover, it was impossible to get rid of it. As long as one was infected by it, they would slowly fall into a deep sleep and never wake up again.

Wu Fan, on the other hand, did not feel this way, even though he saw many dried corpses the moment he entered.

These dried corpses were lying in the valley. Their bodies were withered, and they were no different from the people who had died of starvation outside.

This was not hard to understand. After they fainted, no one took care of them. They didn't eat or drink and just died on the side of the road.

Could it be that I am the chosen one? After entering the valley, nothing happened. Wu Fan suppressed the impulse in his heart and he sped up as he walked deeper into the valley.

He had enough of living in this chaotic world and living a life worse than a dog. This might be the foundation for his rise.

The last bit of caution in his heart made Wu Fan slow down and try not to make a sound. As he touched the dried corpses along the way, he saw something at the end of the valley.

It was also a corpse, but it was different from the dried corpses. Other than the pale face and no breathing and heartbeat, this corpse did not have many characteristics of a corpse.

Wu Fan did not find anything special here. The only thing that was special was the corpse.

Reason told him that he was not the chosen one. If he backed out now, he could find the guards and report the situation here. Perhaps he could use the abnormalities here to obtain a reward.

And his desire was urging him. The abnormalities in the Dream Valley were happening. If he missed this opportunity, he would never have the chance to make a comeback.

Listen to reason or follow desire. This choice had influenced humans for countless years.

Listening to reason might not be right, but listening to desire might not be wrong. But as for which was right, only he could judge for himself.

Wu Fan clenched his teeth and started to retreat. He knew when to stop. He might miss something, but his chances of survival were higher.

But what made Wu Fan's body tense up was a hand that appeared out of nowhere and grabbed his leg.

Wu Fan did not dare to pull his leg away. He looked down and saw the dried corpse suddenly raise its head. In its empty eye sockets, there seemed to be eyes staring at Wu Fan.

Wu Fan's heart twitched as he looked at the other dried corpses that had fallen to the side. They were all trembling slightly as if they were reviving from death.

But when one of the dried corpses stretched its back, Wu Fan suddenly came to a realization. These people had always been in a deep sleep. Although their bodies had dried up because they did not eat, they had never died.

Wu Fan's body trembled involuntarily. The abnormalities in the Dream Valley did not disappear, nor was it because he was special. It was because the horror here had become stronger.

Wu Fan raised his head and looked at the 'corpse' at the end of the valley. At this time, he noticed that the corpse's pale face had regained some color, and he could see the slight rise and fall of the corpse's chest.

Clearly, the corpse was slowly coming back to life.

This time, Wu Fan did not dare to make any strange movements. If he caused any misunderstanding, he might immediately encounter something terrible.

At the same time, Wu Fan's heart became excited. If the one who caused all these abnormalities was a living person, then he might be able to survive and obtain more things from that person.

A pair of illusory eyes filled with endless flames opened. Zhu Ping slowly stood up. At this moment, the surrounding dried corpses all chose to kneel down, pledging their loyalty.

Wu Fan hurriedly followed the group of dried corpses and knelt down.

Amidst the rubble, a withered tree suddenly sprouted and grew rapidly, turning into a big tree. Flowers bloomed on its branches, seemingly welcoming Zhu Ping's awakening.

A brilliant light was squeezed out from Zhu Ping's body, turning into a ball of light.

He had finally fused many martial arts into one, extracting the parts that suited him. Combining it with the existence of the dream, he finally formed a martial art that belonged to him, the "Three Illusion Bodies".

It was an ordinary name and did not seem particularly impressive. Its main function was to allow one to have three bodies.

With the help of this martial art, Zhu Ping finally broke away from all control and formed his own three bodies.

His current body had now reorganized into the appearance of the past Zhu Ping.

His body, everything that Yu Qieyue had constructed and everything that the God Lord had condensed into his body.

There was also the divine body, which was the entire broken Dream World. Negri had used the hands of all the humans in this world to create the divine body.

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