Origin Player.

Chapter 739 Catching the Gun
The first layer of the dream.

In the magnificent palace, Jiang He sat on the throne.

Instinct told him that Lilith had changed two rules.

First, his requirement for receiving the legacy changed to making the dream interpreter admit defeat.

Second, he will occupy the advantageous "role".

Inside the main hall, the others barely woke up.

Yao Mingyue, dressed in magnificent robes, stood beside the throne, her eyes becoming somewhat dazed. The higher one's cultivation level, the greater one's clarity. Originally, Fairy Caixiao had already made her fully awake, but for some reason, the method lost its intended effect.

"Your Majesty, the army that came to the aid of the emperor is only a hundred miles from the capital. The enemy general has sent an envoy to demand that we hand over the empress, or he will massacre the city!"

Ji Yinyang, the holy son of the Yin-Yang Sect, has already gotten into character, playing the role of a palace guard.

Upon hearing this, Yao Mingyue's beautiful and delicate face turned deathly pale.

Jiang He instinctively recited his lines, coldly saying, "The Empress is the second-ranked of the Ten Great Physiques, the Celestial Flying Physique. How can I hand her over to someone else? I would rather enjoy her now than waste her."

"Your Majesty, come here."

Yao Mingyue, wearing embroidered shoes, timidly approached.

At the bottom of the steps, a heavily armored soldier gritted his teeth; it was none other than Dongfang Changsheng.

"What's going on, what's going on!"

"Why can't I move, Ayashio!"

Dongfang Changsheng felt it was absurd. This nightmare must be the experience of someone who was still young when he was trying to attain enlightenment. His beloved childhood sweetheart was selected to enter the palace and became the empress. However, because of her special physique, she had the hope of achieving the Ascension Realm and was therefore relatively free.

But a war changed everything. According to the script that had been revealed beforehand, he only needed to persuade the king to spare the queen in order to interpret the dream, but the one who had attained enlightenment dared not speak from beginning to end.

"Why, why is it the bright moon!"

"Isn't that guy the Taoist Priest of Peace?"

"How am I any different from that person who attained enlightenment!"

"Damn it! My junior sister!"

Dongfang Changsheng was in excruciating pain. The golden helmet blocked his vision, which was completely different from what was expected. Although the nightmare was repeating itself, the consciousness of these outsiders was now the one taking the stage.

"The Celestial Flying Body really can fly."

Jiang He's praise echoed in the main hall.

Dongfang Changsheng felt his heart bleed. That timid cry, like that of a fawn, filled him with hatred to the core, and he almost fainted from anger.

Snap! The dream shattered.

Within the dark world, Jiang He obtained a drop of incredibly pure silver blood, originally a legacy for the dream interpreter, which could be transformed into a half-immortal flying spirit body.

……

The second layer of the dream.

On the pavilion of the fairy mountain, shrouded in clouds and mist.

Looking at the aloof fairy before him, Dongfang Changsheng said, "Junior sister, I am devoted to the Dao. You cultivate the Supreme Chapter of Forgetfulness, and you should not go astray. It is impossible for us."

Unlike the lines in the script, Dongfang Changsheng roared inwardly. He knew that this nightmare came from the regret of an Ascension Realm cultivator. It was because of the person's refusal at this moment that his junior sister was taken advantage of by a lowly servant.

Yao Mingyue said with a sad smile, "Since Senior Brother is unwilling, then forget it. As long as it can increase my cultivation, I'm willing to be with anyone."

"Junior sister, don't say such hurtful things."

Dongfang Changsheng turned and took a step, but failed to leave and remained where he was.

A moment later, Jiang He, dressed in coarse cloth, passed by with a broom in hand.

"You stop."

"Is the fairy calling me?"

Do I look beautiful to you?

“Beautiful, so beautiful it touches my heart.”

Jiang He couldn't help but complain inwardly, "Couldn't the lines be edited? He's usually so cool and aloof."

Yao Mingyue laughed in self-deprecation, "You got off easy."

Clang!

Dongfang Changsheng's eyes widened, his soul trembling.

"Damn it, damn it, Ayashiro, you're a complete bastard!"

Snap! The dream shattered.

In the dark world, Jiang He obtained a white dress of immortal weapon quality, a treasure that the person involved had created at great expense in his regret.

"The 'natural enemy value' is also increasing; Lao Li is good at taking advantage of people."

……

Repeated cycles.

Because of their failed dream interpretation, Dongfang Changsheng and Yao Mingyue's souls grew increasingly weak, yet they were unable to escape.

At the same time, outside the dream.

The four thrones watched as the nine-tiered palace of the Longevity Palace lit up layer by layer. After reaching the top floor, the lights were refreshed again, and the cycle had already repeated dozens of times.

"So fierce, whose tribe is this?"

"It's probably a human."

"Never mind, the power of nightmares is about to decrease to the point where it is ineffective against the path to enlightenment. Let's make our move."

The four thrones exchanged glances and nodded to each other.

Under the cover of darkness, a powerful demonic force rose into the sky.

Dark clouds enveloped the surrounding land for thousands of miles, even obscuring the moonlight. On the Douzhou battlefield, hundreds of millions of demons began their attack on the Great Wall of Dayin, and five thrones appeared in the sky.

The earth is shaking.

At first, it was a dark line in the distance, like a tide overflowing over the mountain ridge, stitching together the withered plains and the dark sky. Then the tide surged up, covering everything and submerging the hills and ravines along the way.

Countless demons of the lower and middle realms surged and wriggled forward, converging into a torrent. Some were as huge as hills, covered with rocks and skeletons, while others were strangely shaped, resembling centipedes, with hundreds of abdominal legs churning the soil at an astonishing speed.

A blood-red tumor floated in mid-air, with numerous tentacles hanging down, leaving corrosive burn marks wherever it passed. There were also humanoid but not human-like monsters with bone spikes protruding from their bodies, fangs exposed, and pure bloodlust burning in their eyes.

Roars, hisses, shrieks, and the clatter of bones grinding together create a frenzied symphony. They trample each other, yet are driven by the same will. The Great Demon Tai Sui, far away in the Demon Continent, has taken over the battlefield.

Fortune and Prosperity Palace.

The four enlightened beings changed color upon attaining enlightenment.

The Yin-Yang Sect Master noticed Ji Wentian's death. Normally, he might have investigated it thoroughly, but right now he had no energy left to spare.

"You really want to start a war!" Mr. Shuhai's face darkened.

“That’s the truth.” Pegasus laughed. “Even after ten thousand years of rehearsals, you still can’t accept it? You’re really pathetic.”

The Palace Master of Kushan exhaled a breath of righteous energy, which transformed into a sword that filled the sky. The [Fragmented] Fruit level gave the Righteous Energy Sword extreme killing power, making it no less than any other sword cultivator of the same realm.

Unfortunately, the four kings completely ignored this Confucian and Taoist sword technique. Tianma sneered, his white hair dancing wildly, and three tokens flew out of his palm, each engraved with the characters "Earth", "Forbidden", and "Live".

Mr. Shuhai instinctively felt a sense of foreboding.

Tianma laughed and said, "During the first great war between demons and humans, some great human cultivators believed that demons came from gods and that the remnants of the Heavenly Court should be exterminated, not even sparing the gods of the Fortune Department who had once tolerated humans." "But Master thought this was wrong, yet he could not allow them to kill each other and kill these great cultivators who fought for humanity. Therefore, he used his first position in the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends [Merge Creation] to modify the rules, allowing both sides in the Immortal Palace to survive at that time."

The brilliance of the eight tokens rose into the sky one by one, including the "This" token held by Jiang He.

Upon seeing this, the four enlightened beings felt a chill run down their spines.

Pegasus murmured, his words filled with reverence: "Those who live here are forbidden from moving about."

When the words of the former master became law, and he encountered the Fortune and Prosperity Palace when he spoke, the rules reappeared.

next moment.

The Yin-Yang Sect Master, the Heavenly Lord of Food, Mr. Shuhai, the Palace Master of Bitter Mountain, and countless righteous swords in the sky all stood still.

The same applies to all humans who arrive here.

Having collected all eight tokens, three of which are still under the control of the Zhongzhou Hedao forces, it's impossible for them to disappear without a trace.

But the facts at hand are undeniable.

"It's the darkest place under the lamp!" Mr. Shuhai glared angrily.

Whoosh!
The celestial horse transformed into a streak of white light, smashing the body of the Heavenly Monarch who had consumed the elixir to pieces. Forget about magic; this Dao-proving expert couldn't even move. Under the authority of the fifteenth realm, he could only await his fate. And the demon race, not being "human," was outside the rules.
……

The Great Wall of Dayin, inside the Demon-Slaying City.

The "Master of the Floating Pagoda Sect" walked deep into the Wanbao Tower and met the Prince of Zhennan in a secret room.

"What brings you here?" the Prince of Zhennan asked warily.

The "Master of the Floating Pagoda Sect" smiled faintly and said, "The Princess's lifespan is coming to an end. Shouldn't you be in charge of the key to the Dao Integration Array?"

Upon seeing the other party's signature flippant smile, the Prince of Zhennan's pupils dilated in shock. A familiar feeling surged through him, and he couldn't help but exclaim:
"Demon Lord!?"

"I recognized him again."

The "Master of the Floating Pagoda Sect" nodded slightly.

The last time the other party recognized me was at the Sword Inquiry Tournament.

During the Sword Challenge, he controlled the younger generation's Futu Xuan. Because of a deal with the Jiang Clan's Daoist son, Futu Xuan won first place in the Sword Challenge and successfully entered the Ancestor's natal immortal weapon, the Futu Ancient Pagoda, to cultivate, ultimately completing the corruption.

Prince Zhennan suddenly stood up and took two steps back with apprehension.

"You treacherous bastard, you betray your clan for personal gain..."

The "Master of the Floating Pagoda Sect" interrupted, "Don't you find it a little strange that you recognized me several times?"

The Prince of Zhennan stood there, frozen in place.

The "Master of the Floating Pagoda Sect" laughed and said, "The effect of the clone fruit position is not so invincible. The Dao Integration Realm can still detect it. We can only use some tricks, but the price is that it has to be awakened by humans."

[Darkness under the lamp] is lifted.

This divine power of attaining a certain level, as the name suggests, is about ignoring one's thoughts.

The Prince of Zhennan suddenly chuckled.

"Huh, I'm actually the Demon Lord."

The Great Yin Great Wall, symbolizing the strongest defense, began to collapse completely as its core hub was destroyed.

The demon army was close at hand. The Golden Crow Throne rose into the sky and flapped its wings. Two torrents of golden flames, stretching for thousands of miles, entered the city and submerged the three streets of Fortune, Prosperity and Longevity. Fires broke out everywhere.

The "Buddha Sect Master" and the "King of Zhennan" quietly left.

An old woman sat alone on the ruined city wall.

The third elder of the Jiang family couldn't help but complain, "Five Dao-proving experts are of no use at all; it would have been better if they hadn't come at all."

"Anyway, we're going to die in battle." Elder Changsun smiled nonchalantly. "I've done my best for the past hundred years, and I have a clear conscience. No matter how bitter it is, it can't be as bitter as the Princess."

The Third Elder of the Jiang Clan turned around, and the old woman's face, as withered as tree bark, came into view. Despite this, he still thought she was extremely beautiful, far more beautiful than any of the saintesses, fairies, or ten beauties in the Great Yin Kingdom.

"Your Highness, you shall decide."

The old woman closed her cloudy eyes and sighed deeply.

She was too old, and due to the decline of her vital energy and blood, even the [Great Strength] position no longer favored her.

She hadn't realized it before, but when she finally had time to look back on her life, she found there wasn't much to reminisce about. After all, she didn't consider herself a beauty when she was young.

As the eldest princess of the Great Yin Dynasty, she naturally had a husband, but with several children, she simply didn't have the time to go back and visit him.

Practice, practice, practice.

Kill the demon, kill the demon, kill the demon.

The three elders of the Jiang family and the eldest grandson elder simultaneously noticed that the old woman's face was aging rapidly, a phenomenon indicating that she was about to lose her fruition and affect her lifespan.

"There's not much point in dying while dragging your true name or throne along."

"Da Yin, Da Yin."

"Forgive me for all that I can offer you, this meager amount."

The old woman opened her eyes, her gaze filled with murderous intent.

She rose, and a storm began to rage. A large, black spear detached from its position and was thrown with all her might.

A loud shout shattered the clouds.

"Jiang Wuyang!"

He doesn't even respect those who are favored by the Fruit Masters. He's so arrogant. He should at least show some strength that makes him invincible below the Dao Integration level.

Elder Changsun glanced at the Third Elder of the Jiang Clan, who shrugged. The old clan leader had asked him to take care of her; he and the Princess had been sworn brothers for a hundred years, so there was no need for formalities.

Rumble!
Without a word, a large spear cleaved through the sky and flew away.

From the city walls all the way to the Fulu Immortal Palace, the monstrous waves created by sheer force were enough to severely damage or even destroy the throne. Blood flowed like rivers along the way, and the boundless black waves forcibly tore open a huge wound that stretched across half of Douzhou.

The old woman's body turned to ashes.

The two Daoist masters, who had already been seriously injured, exchanged a glance and headed north out of the city.

Fulu Fairy Palace, inside a pavilion.

The roar from the sky made Jiang He open her eyes.

Bathed in black light, he disregarded the rules, raised his hand, and easily grasped a large black gun.

In the distance, the giant named Kuafu had crushed the last Bitter Mountain Palace Master, destroying his body and soul. Dongfang Changsheng and Yao Mingyue also quietly perished in the cycle of reincarnation.

The unexpected turn of events drew the attention of all four kings.

Jiang He stood up, his silver spear swallowing the treasure of the Great Strength Fruit, officially advancing to the Saint Spirit level. He was too lazy to wait for Chisel Tooth, letting his long hair shimmer with platinum luster as his mask shattered.

"Accident."

"Then kill him."

"Can it really turn the world upside down?"

Four great demons, each with a throne, surround the area.

Jiang He calmly said, "Only four people came. Are you looking down on me?"

"Insanity!"

With a furious shout, Xiang Liu, the most ferocious of them all, was the first to strike.

(End of this chapter)