Dream Picking Records

"waste!"

An Quan was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth. His emotions were constantly being stirred up, and he wished he could personally take action and deal with these people.

As the Prince of Qianwu, who was preparing to provide assistance, watched his retreating figure, a sense of doubt arose in his heart.

Looking at the scene below, two of the top-ranked young people in the Chaotic Void Realm had been killed, and for a moment no one dared to stand up and provoke them anymore.

After all, putting everything else aside, the fact that Bai Shu killed a powerful elder of the Dark Gold Rat clan, one of the royal families, was enough to intimidate them. Although it's unclear how he managed to blend into the crowd without any martial ethics, his strength is undeniable.

The silence stands in stark contrast to the clamor at the start of the war.

Just as the two sides were looking at each other, unsure of how to end the situation, several eye-catching figures arrived at the battlefield from afar, surrounded by a group of people.

"The top five have arrived! The first one is different from the others who rose to prominence later; he killed the terrifying being who was ranked second back then, and his strength is second only to the legendary Nascent Soul Saint Child!"

Like a stone thrown into a still pond, the vanguard of the demon race—the group that had fled to the Chaotic Void Realm—was once again inspired.

"What do you mean by slaying the second-ranked terrifying being? He's just a bandit. Even that Nascent Soul Saint Child was wiped out by some nobody. Stop bragging..."

Some people scoffed, but before they could finish speaking, they were beheaded. The wound was smooth as a mirror, and not a drop of blood spurted out.

This scene was caused by just a glance.

The place where its owner was located was filled with a chilling aura, making people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and the murderous intent surged and penetrated their souls.

Because he is currently the undisputed number one in the Chaotic Void Realm. His red and black robes, long flowing hair, and gloomy eyes make him appear like a messenger from hell, and even the bottom four on the list almost couldn't withstand the powerful pressure he exudes.

Strangely, his skin was full of wrinkles, making him look like an ordinary old man in his seventies or eighties. However, he did not try to conceal his appearance, and since everyone present was a cultivator, they could roughly sense his true age, which was indeed no more than thirty years old.

"He killed one of our cultivators at the seventh level of the Dao Integration Realm with just a glance. His strength is unfathomable... Brother Bai, are you confident?" Ning Ruowei asked Bai Shu, who was full of fighting spirit.

"A battle that's almost certain to win isn't very fun!"

Bai Zhu stretched her waist and relaxed slightly before rushing straight towards the enemy group, seemingly not taking their large numbers seriously at all.

"You're not worthy to challenge the Holy Demon Elder. You'll have to get past me first!"

The woman who jumped out was ranked fifth. She greatly admired the "Demon Elder" she spoke of, who was actually the man in first place. When she saw someone daring to challenge his authority, she took the initiative to intercept him.

However, Bai Shu had no eyes for anyone else; the mere fighting spirit emanating from his body was enough to knock her unconscious, and he never looked at her directly from beginning to end.

"hiss!"

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. The three ranked second through fourth felt a chill run down their spines. Even if they could defeat the woman, it would still be a fight; it was impossible for him to do it so easily. Therefore, there was only one truth: none of the three of them were worthy of being his opponents. Thus, his disregard for them was entirely understandable.

"Hmph, I wonder what kind of special magic weapon they used to try and intimidate us? Besides Saint Mortal Demon, we also have experts ranked second to fourth!"

Upon hearing this, the three men, who were about to retreat, had to stop, cursing the man a thousand times in their minds in a short period of time. Just as they were praying that Bai Shu would ignore the abrupt voice, they saw Bai Shu stop in his tracks.

"Hehe, warming up before the real battle is a good idea!" Bai Shu clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, then pointed at the three of them one by one and said, "Who wants to go first?"

The three were caught in a dilemma. In the end, they looked at each other and the tallest man, who was ranked third, reluctantly stepped forward.

"What that fellow said earlier is right. Don't even think about using the power of magic weapons to destroy our prestige. If you're so capable, let's have a fair fight with our bare hands!" the tall man encouraged himself.

This scene drew gasps of admiration from the surrounding crowd. It turned out that the group was unaware that Bai Shu had killed a powerful expert from the Dark Gold Rat Clan at the Heavenly Fate Realm; otherwise, they wouldn't have dared to step forward even if they had ten times the courage.

As the man enjoyed the atmosphere, he noticed more people staring at him as if he were a fool, implying that he was simply overestimating himself.

Before he could react, a gleaming fist landed on his chest, leaving a clear hole.

"Next!"

Bai Shu glanced casually at a corner of the crowd and then kicked it away.

The second and fourth-ranked men instinctively took a step back when they met his intense gaze. This time they saw clearly that he hadn't used any external force at all; he had defeated the third brother with just one punch.

The two sides were worlds apart.

After all, their rankings are somewhat inflated; strictly speaking, they should be ranked several places lower. Even so, they are still far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

While Fei Shuo and Nangong Yuxi, ranked lower, managed to defeat Qi Huan and Ning Ruowei of the Mingyue Sect using underhanded tactics, their inherent strength is beyond question. However, the fact that two of the top five were instantly killed in a single exchange greatly exceeded everyone's expectations. It's not that they were too weak, but rather that their opponents were far too formidable.

"If it weren't for the previous Giant Palace incident, in which the Nascent Soul Saint Child and Murong Shang and others perished, any one of the Four Demons of Chaos would have been enough to kill him! How could he possibly be allowed to run rampant here!"

Some people in the crowd were indignant; their voices, though soft, sounded particularly harsh to them.

"Go back."

Suddenly, the old demon saint, whose expression was uncertain, spoke up and gave them a look. The two immediately breathed a sigh of relief, nodded in response, and hurriedly retreated to the back.

“I like the aura around you very much. Unlike us, your killing intent is pure but not mad. It’s a pity my brother will never see it.” He continued to himself, “Heaven has mercy, today I use your blood to help me achieve the pinnacle of my divine skill, and one day I will avenge my brother!”

"You dare to mess with me? You're still the first..." Bai Shu suddenly started counting on his fingers, then shook his head: "Never mind, since you dare to think about it, I'll just send you to see your short-lived brother and ask him why the flowers are so red!"

Saint-Fan Demon Elder clearly couldn't stand hearing others speak ill of his brother, and his icy, stubborn aura suddenly began to stir.

"die!"

Bai Shu joked, but his body obediently assumed a defensive stance. Before the opponent could even utter the word "death," he had already prepared himself in layers.

The killing intent mixed with the sound was neutralized, and the figure of the Holy Demon Elder remained in place, seemingly without taking any further action. However, Bai Shu suddenly threw a punch forward.

"boom!"

The two fists collided violently, shaking the people nearby and making them lose their footing.

Seeing the Saintly Demon Elder appear out of nowhere and launch his attack, and then watching his figure gradually dissipate, many people couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. They realized that his speed was so fast that he had left an afterimage in his wake. Anyone else standing opposite him would most likely be beheaded and dead.