22: One man's decisive battle

Hearing the familiar demonic sound, Meng Yun, holding the little fox, leaped up.

Vast Heaven and Earth energy poured into him, washing away his impurities and leaving him untainted by the mundane.

Thus, Meng Yun could be considered to have completely transcended the Innate Realm, beginning his stride towards the Earth Immortal Realm.

Barely, he could be considered a Half-Step Earth Immortal.

Even though he felt it was right, for some unknown reason, Meng Yun was unable to take the final half-step and become a true Earth Immortal.

Faintly, it seemed as if some world rules were binding him.

Meng Yun sensed for a moment and finally understood.

This world's level was too low; overly powerful forces would cause indelible harm to the world's origin.

Therefore, only one Earth Immortal could be born at a time.

If there was only one Half-Step Earth Immortal before an Earth Immortal emerged, it would be fine.

However, if there were multiple Half-Step Earth Immortal Realm experts...

Everyone could only determine the victor through combat.

The winner would ascend to Earth Immortal, taking all, and writing everything. The loser would eat dust, leaving no bones behind.

Evidently, the Demonic Seed had already stepped into the Half-Step Earth Immortal Realm; it and Meng Yun were already mortal enemies.

Meng Yun had only this one chance left.

He did not wish to save all living beings.

He only wanted to save her, and at most, add Luo Mian and Xi'er.

Saving the world was too heavy; it was best to treat it as a part-time job done out of interest.

He gazed at the blood-red expanse in the northern sky, casually put on a linen shirt, placed Xi'er inside his lapel, and walked towards it without hesitation.

...

The Capital.

Seventeen-year-old Wu Yinyao woke from her sleep as if a lifetime had passed.

She gazed at the bed canopy above her, her eyes unfocused.

She felt she had dreamed again, and in the dream, she had even married Meng Yun.

But for some reason, Meng Yun stubbornly refused to lift her veil, saying something like:

If I return, I will definitely marry you with an eight-bearer sedan chair;

If I leave and never return, I wish you a lifetime of peace and stability.

Wu Yinyao shook her head, smiling self-deprecatingly.

It wasn't the first time anyway; she had done even more absurd and exciting things with Meng Yun in her dreams.

But what was the point of that?

The Far North...

As soon as she thought of that place, Wu Yinyao secretly resented her low cultivation, unable to do anything.

She got up, and the silk quilt slipped from her full, rounded form.

Wu Yinyao looked at her adult body, her eyes narrowing sharply.

What's going on?

Wasn't she only seven years old?

Could it be that she was still in a dream?

She rolled out of bed and found that many items in the room were either faded and aged or had been replaced with new ones...

A conjecture suddenly emerged in her mind—could it be that she had dreamed for years, spending several years in her sleep?

Casually putting on a set of clothes, she opened the door.

“Princess?!”

“The Princess is awake, the Princess is awake!!”

“Quickly inform His Majesty!!”

Wu Yinyao called for her personal maid, Xi'er. This maid was the little maid who, in the first reincarnation, had risked her life to save her from the hands of the rebellious guards.

“Your Royal Highness, you have been asleep for ten years, but you are finally awake...” Xi'er said, about to start wiping away tears.

Wu Yinyao looked at the grown-up maid and went straight to the point: “Ten years? Are there others like me?”

Xi'er cried tearfully: “Yes, yes, there’s also that Luo Mian you brought...”

“If he's also awake, have him come see me.” Wu Yinyao commanded with a complex expression.

Xi'er took the order and left.

Wu Yinyao sat in the room, lost in thought.

Perhaps...

That Demonic Seed also had heaven-defying means and had already sensed something during her several reincarnations.

Therefore, it planned to strike from the dream, completely sealing the most threatening individuals in a illusory dreamland!

“True and false, like a dream and an illusion, who can distinguish clearly...” Wu Yinyao murmured, coming to a realization.

She casually cast a formation disk, enveloping her own aura.

Countless Heaven and Earth energies surged forth, and Wu Yinyao's aura climbed steadily.

After Heaven Middle Stage.

After Heaven Peak.

Innate!!

Ten years of sleep, one morning of enlightenment, promoting to Innate.

Luo Mian arrived late.

The two looked at each other, and Luo Mian's eyes were enough to explain everything.

That's right, they had both spent ten years in the same dream.

And, together with Meng Yun.

Suddenly, Wu Yinyao remembered the last words Meng Yun said in the dream:

If I return, I will definitely marry you with an eight-bearer sedan chair;

If I leave and never return, I wish you a lifetime of peace and stability.

Her expression changed drastically: “Meng Yun, it must be Meng Yun who is going to fight it!”

“It? Who is it?” Luo Mian was confused, completely unable to understand Wu Yinyao's sudden outburst of emotion.

“Then let me awaken you.” Wu Yinyao said, performing the Qimen Dunjia secret technique:

“Derive Heavenly Secrets.”

Profound energy entered Luo Mian's body, and the memories of his previous two reincarnations, which had been erased, now resurfaced in his mind one by one.

In the first life, his brother died tragically at Wu Yinyao's hands, and he himself was beheaded by Wu He's sword...

In the second life, before he could even drink the wedding wine of his brother and Wu Yinyao, he received the tragic news from the Capital, and he himself was besieged and killed by demonic generals, dying at Zhenyang Pass...

He remembered.

He remembered everything!

Luo Mian's expression was dark and hard to read, and his gaze towards Wu Yinyao was extremely complex: “You, this time, you're not Xia Yao, are you?”

“I am Wu Yinyao.

And also Meng Yun's betrothed wife.”

Wu Yinyao's expression was solemn, as if making an oath of eternal love.

Even though the person concerned was far away.

“Luo Mian, let's go.”

“Where to?”

“The Far North, the source of the Demonic Seed.”

“I've been waiting for that!” Luo Mian casually opened his hand, and a silver spear streaked across the sky. This spear was named Falling Star!

Gripping the Falling Star Spear, Luo Mian's aura surged dramatically, instantly breaking through the After Heaven barrier and likewise stepping into Innate.

“I have a premonition that Brother Meng Yun is stronger than all of us in this life!” Luo Mian said.

“Even so, we must go...” Wu Yinyao's eyes flickered, and she sniffled.

In this life, no matter what, she would not let him die before her eyes.

Never, never, never!

...

At the end of Meng Yun's vision, a chasm appeared, identical to the scene he had seen in the real historical fault line.

He knew that the destination of this journey had finally arrived.

The little fox Xi'er was still asleep. To avoid affecting her, Meng Yun placed her behind a large rock, gently wrapping her in his clothes.

He casually cast several invisible sword energy barriers, which could only be dispelled when Xi'er woke up from within.

This would ensure her safety.

Then Meng Yun stepped into the void, riding the wind away.

The chasm abyss rapidly magnified before his eyes. The sounds in his ears also became increasingly clear.

A massive eyeball, several miles in diameter, was coiled beneath the abyss, transmitting strange fluctuations as it opened and closed.

“Meng Yun... Meng Yun...”

“You finally came, Meng Yun...”

“Have we met somewhere before...”

Numerous murmurs andRandom Thoughts echoed continuously in Meng Yun's ears.

“That ten-year dream, I suppose it was your doing, wasn't it?” Meng Yun pointed a wooden sword remotely at the Demonic Seed's eye.

“Hehe... it was me.”

“I had a vague feeling that I had seemingly killed all of you several times, but it all turned out to be an illusion.”

“So I simply wove a dream, trapping all of you within it, so that once I stepped into Earth Immortal, you would naturally be nothing to fear.”

“Who would have thought...”

“Wait a moment, you just said, ‘all of you’?” Meng Yun interrupted directly: “So, it wasn't just me who was pulled into the dream by you?”

“Hmm, that's right.” The Demonic Seed seemed very frank:

“Besides you, Wu Yinyao and Luo Mian were also in the dream. True and false, I thought I could completely trap you, but you woke up at this moment...”

“A failure at the last moment, truly regrettable.”

Meng Yun was momentarily stunned.

Damn it, he was careless!

He thought they were all illusions, but who knew Wu Yinyao was actually real!

After not seeing her for so long, in the end, he didn't even dare to lift her veil!

Meng Yun's heart burned with anger, and he held his long sword straight.

The golden light of Demon Subduing Swordplay illuminated the entire northern sky.

Nothing more to say, fight!