CHAPTER 487: CHAPTER 392: HOW ABOUT ASKING HIM TO COME BACK?_2

In the dim secret chamber, a green oil lamp flickered to life, casting a clear radiance.

Hong Yuan stepped forward steadily, taking a seat on the Taoist Mat without haste.

He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and activated the Holy Artifact, the Dream Worm.

Normally, using a Holy Artifact requires Immortal Nuance as a price. Hong Yuan wasn’t lacking in Immortal Nuance, but the Holy Artifact, the Dream Worm, devoured something else entirely—it consumed the Soul Foundation!

Behind Hong Yuan, the soul of the Flood Dragon began to materialize, emitting a dark and profound menace.

The wings of the Dream Worm, which resembled a white Fairy Butterfly, trembled slightly in response to Hong Yuan’s activation. Rings of hazy white light rippled within Hong Yuan’s Aperture.

Black intertwined with white, undulating above and below, continuously spiraling until they gradually formed the mystical sight of a yin-yang Taiji diagram.

BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

Waves of the sound of Tao echoed within Hong Yuan’s body, and Tao Marks of the Dream Tao rapidly condensed into being at a velocity far surpassing the past.

The incredibly quick condensation of Dream Tao Tao Marks could be attributed primarily to the following reasons:

First, Hong Yuan had reached the Grandmaster Realm in the study of Dream Tao and gained deeper insights into it.

Second, the era of the "Sequence, Magic Potions, and Demon Instruments" of the Destiny Demon Realm was thriving, allowing Hong Yuan to directly absorb Dream Tao resources without needing to transform them from Illusion Tao resources.

Third, the appearance of the Life Holy Artifact, the Dream Worm. The power of a Holy Artifact far surpassed common imagination; refining quantities of Dream Tao Marks was as easy as lifting a hand with its aid. The issue was that activating the Holy Artifact, the Dream Worm, was an extreme test of Hong Yuan’s Soul Foundation.

With these factors enhancing his efforts, the speed at which Hong Yuan refined Dream Tao Marks was extraordinarily rapid, like flying.

Sunset gave way to moonrise, and then to the early hours of the morning. Hong Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, shocked and overjoyed. "My Dream Tao Tao Marks have actually reached a massive tally of 120,000. Ten thousand Dream Tao Tao Marks in a single day?!"

Exaggerated, far too exaggerated. This pace far exceeded Hong Yuan’s imagination.

In other words, in at most one more month, he, Hong Yuan, would be able to initiate the Dream Tao Saint Tribulation of his Original Body.

Of course, Hong Yuan would wait until he could no longer accumulate Dream Tao Marks in his Original Body before he began. And that wouldn’t take much longer.

Hong Yuan sat cross-legged on the Taoist Mat, his right hand fingers moving as he began calculating: "Menghuang still has nine months before turning sixteen, and all nine of these Great Dream Seeds were born on the same year and day. I have more than enough time to become a Dream Tao Saint before the Great Dream Seeds embark on their path of cultivation!"

With this thought, Hong Yuan felt a renewed sense of peace in his heart.

With the Sword Body infiltrating on the other side, he had a clear view of the Great Dream Seeds’ progress and could appropriately adjust his own cultivation direction.

In such a targeted situation, Hong Yuan really couldn’t see how he could possibly lose.

As long as he could drag out the era of the Great Dream Emperor, the time that followed would see the Main Characters of Heaven and Earth redefined, and it would be an era when any race could have the opportunity to ascend as emperor.

And with the longevity of Hong Yuan’s Demonic Body, wouldn’t he be the one to make the calls in the Martial World?

The Path of Immortality was no longer elusive as the moon in a well or the flower in the water!

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At Heavenly Peak Mansion, the core area of Yue Mountain Sect and a Holy Land for Earth Tao cultivators, was a place of immense reverence to the multitude.

On this day, the sky was dim, and a storm suddenly arose.

The legion from the Daxuan Dynasty was already closing in on Yue Mountain Sect, poised to destroy the mountain and eradicate the Sect.

ROAR!!

An ear-piercing howl rose, as legions from the Daxuan Dynasty, each bearing different battle flags, converged from all directions, enveloping the land of the entire mansion.

The strength displayed by the Daxuan Dynasty had shaken all the cultivators on the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent!

Who would have thought? The Daxuan Dynasty, once besieged by the Sect Alliance at the gates of the Capital City, had mustered such dread-inspiring strength in a mere hundred years.

"It’s over, it’s all over."

"I just knew that being too close to the Central Continent was no good."

"Don’t panic, the Supreme Elders haven’t given up on us yet!"

Within Yue Mountain Sect, many Disciples and Elders received the report of the battlefront, their mood heavy and oppressive.

In just five days, the various legions of the Daxuan Dynasty had steamrolled everything in their path. They advanced with the authority of a dominator, almost as if declaring to the world why only they had established a unified empire in the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent!

Gazing at the silent yet formidable legion at the mountain gate, its murderous aura palpable, the disciples of Yue Mountain Sect could not help but tremble in fear.

They raised their eyes to the vault of the sky, as if trying to reach the Green Heaven.

Above the Green Heaven, a group of Martial Saints were engaged in fierce battle: the Martial Saints of the Daxuan Dynasty, as well as those of the Sect Alliance.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...

These Martial Saints unleashed formidable and fierce Divine Powers. Divine lights pierced the sky, and a blaze of glory filled the heavens.

Without the checks and balances of the Eastern Wilderness Academy, these Martial Saints no longer fought with the restraint of the past; each strike was aimed to draw blood.

"Night Owl, today, let us settle who stands supreme!"

"Qinghuo, die!!!"

Explosive sounds erupted, tearing the Green Heaven’s expanse asunder.

Yet, the tide of the battlefield was firmly controlled by the well-prepared forces of the Daxuan Dynasty.

And the Sect Alliance, lacking a leader capable of commanding all Martial Saints, was beaten back step by step by the Daxuan Dynasty.

The extinction of Yue Mountain Sect loomed imminently.

"A tiger’s presence is felt even in death. Who would have thought the Daxuan Dynasty not only crushed the Sect Alliance Army at the mortal level but also held a steady upper hand at the Saint level."

"They all possess such formidable power; I really don’t understand why they allowed the various Sects to occupy territories and act as kings!"