The Villain's Counterattack

Half-step transcendence is not as simple as Duan Lang said. He transcended Duan Lang's identity, transcended the identity given to him by this virtual world, and found himself again. That is Lin Bufan!

During the three days and three nights of non-stop confrontation with the heavenly tribulation, he kept exploring himself and seeking transcendence. He rebelled against life in the heavenly tribulation, and after transcending his identity as Feng Yun Duan Lang, he kept tracing back to Yang Xuyan in The Twin Dragons of Tang Dynasty, Murong Fu in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, Yang Kang in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Song Qingshu in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, and Lin Pingzhi in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.

Every time he traced back his life, the shackles on his body weakened a little, and his strength realm merged once, until Lin Bufan's memory was completely restored. He originally thought that all this would end here and he would transcend this series of illusory worlds, only to find that this was far from over.

The world before me...

But just when he encountered a huge bottleneck and was about to use the heavenly tribulation to split the fog and reveal the extremely heavy but extremely important thing in his heart, the heavenly tribulation stopped abruptly, and he could only vaguely see a tall figure, hugging two beautiful women on his left and right, one enchanting and the other holy. The figure in the middle was tall, burly and domineering, but very different from his own image. There were several figures standing behind them.

Those figures gave him an extremely familiar feeling, but because the images were fleeting, he was unable to awaken his dormant memories.

"Could that be my previous life? No, maybe things are not that simple." Duan Lang regained the insights of several worlds. Although his strength seemed to be only half a step away from becoming a god, in reality it was already different. The most important thing was that he regained the talent he had before entering the dream world: thunder!

Do not!

This may not be the most important thing. At least in the face of the fleeting memory and the completely transformed storage space at the last moment, a mere transformation in strength may not be that important.

At the same time, he also figured out some things. In this world, perhaps Lingmeng and Lingyue would not appear. It was probably because under the heavenly calamity, his own perceptions were synchronized to the Book of Dreams through the storage space, and he forcibly transformed the small storage space into the prototype of a miniature world.

Yes, now the storage space that comes with the Book of Dreams is no longer just a storage space, but a prototype of a miniature world. It is a prototype of a miniature world with a radius of one hundred feet and possessing yin and yang, four images and five elements, and a faint spiritual energy. Through this prototype of a miniature world, he unexpectedly got a faint sense of sensation.

The induction from Reimu and Reigetsu.

He did not enter this world through normal means, or through that devil, or by negotiating with the world consciousness. Instead, he broke through the void and directly transcended the world of The Two Heroes of Tang Dynasty to enter the world of Fengyun.

When he broke the void, Lingmeng and Lingyue did not come with him, and they were still serving as queens and concubines in the world of The Twin Dragons of Tang Dynasty. According to past experience, they would return to the Book of Dreams after he finished traveling through the world.

But I escaped from prison before the time came. What will happen to Reimu and Reigetsu who rely on me?

Will he stay in the world of Twin Dragons of Tang Dynasty or return immediately? Or will he return normally after the time is up?

What happens after the return?

I am their coordinate, provided that I follow the devil's instructions to travel through time. In other words, it is uncertain whether the devil can contact me now.

Did you get rid of that devil?

Thinking of this, Duan Lang felt a mixture of emotions. Making a deal with the devil was never something to be happy about, but if he could do it all over again, for Lingmeng and Lingyue, he would still choose to make a deal with the devil.

He was always worried, worried that he would never see Lingmeng and Lingyue again, and worried that all his efforts would be in vain.

But just when the heavenly tribulation ended and he had taken a half-step to transcend the evolution of yin and yang, and the storage space had evolved into the prototype of a miniature world, he sensed the dream world behind the Book of Dreams and sensed a trace of the existence of Lingmeng and Lingyue.

At the same time, an idea emerged in his mind uncontrollably: to perfect the world. As long as the world is perfected, he can see Reimu and Reizuki again and break free from the shackles of the devil.

At the same time, there was a voice shouting deep in his heart, the voice seemed to be there and not there, as if calling himself an idiot. The voice seemed meaningless and seemed to be reminding himself. It was vague and like a dreamlike mumbling, making it impossible for him to receive it accurately.

"I'm still not strong enough." Duan Lang muttered to himself, and added: "The world is too crude and imperfect."

After several days of experiments, Duan Lang understood the functions of the prototype of the micro world. This was an extremely imperfect prototype of a nascent world. It used itself as a medium to absorb the energy it transmitted, including itself and the power absorbed by itself, regardless of the level of power.

Ordinary true qi often cannot expand the size of the world. Only higher-level power, such as Mahamudra and other celestial-level power, can expand the space. Ordinary true qi can only increase the strength of space and slowly increase the spiritual energy in the space.

The storage function is still there, and the space has expanded to a hundred feet in radius, which is not small. It also has the concept of time, which is the same as the time in the space where one is located.

And the heavenly-level insights that one has gained can be directly reflected in the prototype of the world, allowing the world to continue to improve.

In short, this is an unexpected product that is attached to me, sandwiched between me and the Book of Dreams. It is also an important channel for me to reach the Book of Dreams, although I cannot enter the Book of Dreams through it at present.

Yes, since the storage space turned into the prototype of the world, Duan Lang could enter it anytime and anywhere, but the prototype of this world was integrated and he could not find the way to the Book of Dreams at all. Although he could sense the existence of the Book of Dreams in the dark while he was in it, it was vague and fuzzy, but real.

After the storage space turns into the prototype of the world, other creatures can also enter it, provided that their strength level is not too high, and is at least one level lower than its master.

He tried it with various animals and plants, and even tried to bring humans into it. He could succeed as long as there was no will to resist, but he would not succeed if he just resisted.

However, the storage space has always been Duan Lang's absolute secret, and he has never really made it public. Naturally, he cannot tell anyone about it now, but people close to him vaguely know that he has some secrets.

"Have you decided?" The Demon Lord looked at Duan Lang. This bastard asked for a lot of supplies, many of which he didn't have much of even in his own hands. You have to know that the Zhishan Building today is not the same as before when the Demon Lord only had a few big and small fish under his command. The manpower she can mobilize is more than tens of thousands.

But I only saw him asking for things, but never saw where these things went.

Under the moonlight, Duanlang held a straw in his mouth, stretched lazily, and said, "Some things always have to be done by someone. Being detached doesn't mean being heartless or ruthless. Freedom is never absolute, is it?"