CHAPTER 551: CHAPTER 67: THE DREAM ON THE VERGE OF COLLAPSE

"The Gate God is relying on external cultivators to smuggle into the present world?"

Li Mo’s expression was solemn, "Ordinary mortals cannot directly bear the consciousness of an Immortal. It’s most likely to prevent having no target for body seizing, so the Gate God devised an alternative method."

It’s hard to say what unspeakable calamity might occur once the number of cultivators reaches a certain level.

"From this, it can be seen that the Gate God’s power in the mortal world is less than 1/1000, otherwise, it wouldn’t be so wretched. It’s indeed a chance to seize the opportunity to slay immortals."

Li Mo scrutinized Luo Zhou Town.

Only one night had passed, but the human world was completely different. Even though it superficially maintained its calm, madness was destined.

For the mountain people, the miracles of the Gate God’s manifestation became more frequent.

Their sanity withered in chaos, turning them into a group of madmen whose words could change reality, causing unimaginable disasters.

Li Mo witnessed a three or four-year-old child playing in the street.

In a matter of a few hours, the child’s body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, making the bones fragile, and skin clinging tightly to bones.

Before long, they transformed into corpses for the corner mice to gnaw on.

The corpses didn’t attract any attention from the populace, not even the child’s relatives, as if all were engulfed in extreme euphoria.

Soon, sounds of laughter and play emerged from households.

Children chased each other out of courtyards, playing and fighting in streets and alleys, pausing curiously upon passing their own corpses.

"Insane, they’ve all gone insane."

"What triggered this cataclysmic change of heavens and earth, and why did it come without warning?"

Li Mo noticed the distant mountains collapsing, and the pages of the almanac he held turned to ash, indicating that the Immortal’s dream was vanishing.

The Immortal’s impression of the celestial upheaval remained on March 17th.

"What did Qu Ai mean about April?"

The dream collapsed, and thousands of mountain people wantonly destroyed everything, all things turned illogical, grass, trees, birds, and beasts transformed into various forms within a few breaths.

If not for the protection of Supreme Heavenly Beings, Li Mo wouldn’t have withstand such a scene.

The so-called celestial upheaval felt like hands stirring the mortals, magnifying their inner evil by ten thousand times and then unleashing it.

The indiscriminate evil thoughts, coupled with the words becoming reality, formed a bizarre creation.

Li Mo secretly clicked his tongue. No matter how many times he witnessed the upheaval of heaven and earth, it still felt chilling. It was definitely not something human power could contend with.

After Luo Zhou Town entered the night, the atmosphere grew even more frenzied; as long as you approached any corner of a house, you could hear mumbling to oneself.

The populace continuously prayed to the Gate God, which was essentially about taking.

Li Mo suspected that during the celestial upheaval, the ability for words to come true intensified progressively. Initially, the words of mortals wouldn’t affect the Immortal.

The Gate God, noticing Luo Zhou Town spiraling out of control, would certainly try to intervene in the calamity.

But evidently, the Gate God didn’t succeed. Even Elder Yue couldn’t escape the upheaval, let alone ordinary Incense Fire Immortals.

Based on the Creation Book, Li Mo glimpsed that ten thousand years ago, the number of Incense Fire Immortals possibly exceeded ten thousand, most of which were Land Gods.

Land Gods weren’t necessarily gods created by Ghost Immortal Incense but could also be ancestral spirits of mortals, achieving godhood through generations of descendants’ offerings.

As the lowest tier of immortals, Incense Fire Immortals did not even receive recognition from the Immortal Realm.

Knock, knock, knock.

Li Mo felt an inexplicable itch, accompanied by knocks on the door, and instantly realized another wave of mutated erosion was starting.

He opened his eyes, outside the door stood a wretched-looking middle-aged man.

Li Mo recognized him; the populace liked to call the middle-aged man "Old Blind Man" because he was born blind.

After a single day of absence, Old Blind Man already regained his vision.

"It’s me...hehehe, I did as you said, yeah, right. I buried the corpse in the backyard. How many more times need to be killed next?"

Li Mo didn’t know who Old Blind Man was getting answers from, but he nodded repeatedly, his expression satisfied, as he continued, "Hehe, I’ll be back tomorrow."

Old Blind Man staggeringly left, with fresh blood oozing from his heels.

"Ugh."

Li Mo endured the pervasive mutated erosion, more potent than the Bear transformation, his flesh and bones being gradually transformed into someone else’s.

Muscles boiled, and bones made crisp sounds.

The Great Wilderness Immortal Body was pushed to its limit, aided by Innate Essence.

Li Mo felt not worried but delighted, for although the mutated erosion wasted some Innate Essence, it also unknowingly enhanced his physical body, more efficiently than body refinement.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Bodhisattva, it’s me."

Soon after Old Blind Man left, a plump woman arrived, breathing heavily as she leaned against the door and knocked.

"My husband really was born, nineteen pounds and three ounces, a male nascent soul."

"Thank you, Bodhisattva, thank you. I will surely bring Xue’er for incense offering another day. You...you should stay for a few days, I promise to release you, Bodhisattva."

The woman hurriedly disappeared into the darkness, dragging a long umbilical cord behind her.

"Damn it."

Li Mo’s mutated erosion surged, though still within bearable range, Da Ai Mi Tian also actively shared some of the mutation.

His body temperature fluctuated hot and cold, and his consciousness resisted the influence of mutation.

The Great Wilderness Immortal Body just adapted to the mutation when a bipedal yellow dog rushed to the door, with a crushed human bone in its mouth.

The yellow dog emulated human knocking, noticing no response it started digging a pit in the courtyard.

It vomited like a human, its stomach full of dismembered flesh.

The yellow dog buried the human bones in the yard, muttering a few obscure, filthy words, and then dashed off without a trace.

"......"

Li Mo surveyed Luo Zhou Town, realizing why the populace flocked here.

The house he occupied was in a remote part of the town and one of the few vacant ones, surrounded mostly by shops.

This led to very few people living in the house.

If mortals had any miscellaneous thoughts, choosing this place seemed perfectly normal.

Moreover, the actual situation of Luo Zhou Town was countless times more complex than in the dream, which under the effect of words becoming reality, made it unknown what was locked within the house at that time.

It’s very possible in their imagination, various indescribable Immortal Gods and Buddhas emerged inside the house, crammed into a space of twenty or thirty square meters.

"Phew."

Li Mo exhaled a long breath, his physical body had reached the utmost of the Body Integration Realm.

Though the Three Dharma Bodies were still some way from the Mahayana Realm, his flesh was only a thin layer away, likely to cross into the Mahayana Realm at any time.

Time passed, arriving at March 17th.

Luo Zhou Town still seemed the same on the surface, even the population increased by several hundred. A festival called the Beishan Sect Gate Festival unfolded within the town.

The populace called upon the name of the Gate God, focusing mainly on Yu Lei from Luo Zhou Town.

As it stands, Luo Zhou Town was already on the brink of collapse, but their belief in the Gate God kept them rational.

March 17th was the time point for the outbreak of the celestial upheaval.

"Even Immortals can’t escape the commonplace."

Li Mo gazed skyward with a peculiar expression.

A piercing roar resounded, then a massive head over a hundred meters fell from the sky, crashing heavily outside the town.

The head bore a resemblance to Yu Lei, despair brimming in its eyes.

The blood of the Incense Fire Immortal gushed, polluting the grass and earth, and turning birds and beasts grotesque, causing the ecosystem to mutate instantly.

"Why did you abandon us, Gate God, why!!!"

A mountain person feebly knelt to the ground, striking his head with his hands, the collapse of faith exacerbating the celestial upheaval.

Family members tried to approach the mountain person, but he hysterically shouted, "Away, monster!"

"You have long been dead, who are you really, who are you!?"

The family member just wanted to speak but suddenly froze, their flesh, blood, and bones dissolving simultaneously, with a muffled noise, they turned into a pile of flesh pulp.

Li Mo watched a series of mortals burst apart, the scene unbelievably bloody.

Another head burst through the clouds, this time it was the left Gate God, Shen Tu, similarly dying with eyes open, utterly unable to withstand the words becoming reality.

"Both the left and right Gate Gods are dead, who is the Immortal slumbering in the Ancestor Court?"

Li Mo neither confirmed nor denied, his eyes slightly heated as he stared at the Immortal head. Knowing everything was a dream, but it must be condensed from Immortal Spiritual Power, dissecting it would certainly be immensely beneficial.

"What a pity."

Li Mo licked his lips, without Qu Ai’s reminder, he might have recklessly ventured for it, after all, Immortals were hard to come by.

"Huh?"

Li Mo’s expression was peculiar, the previously cold and damp floor gradually warmed, and fine hairs grew from the crevices in the walls.

The Three Immortal Bodies issued a warning, and it seemed as if he was in a dangerous situation.

Li Mo felt a chill, discovering the walls and floors turning to flesh, and the space inside the house began to expand slowly, hair transforming into sinister blood tendrils, coiling towards him.

The Ghost Tiger blocked each one, as the entire building was transforming into a living being.

"Gate God..."

"We are blessed by the Gate God."

"All illusions, how could the Gate God die, here it comes, it finally comes!!"

Mountain people crowded closer to the house, bowing deeply as they pressed their foreheads against the walls, merging themselves bit by bit with the building.

During the celestial upheaval, both the real left and right Gate Gods were dead, the survivors crazily worshipped the imagined Immortal God, creating a new Gate God.

Li Mo was inside the Gate God’s belly, witnessing the dream.

March 17th.

All the world’s Incense Fire Immortals vanished completely.

Newly-born deceitful objects replaced the Incense Fire Immortals, with the downfall of the Immortal Realm not long away, the order of the two realms was completely disrupted.

Boom...

The house trembled, the seven-colored glass Immortal Light flickered outside.

Li Mo gasped softly, realizing he was witnessing the spread of the celestial upheaval reaching the Immortal Realm, also one of the reasons for the Immortal’s severance from the immortal ladder.

The bottom of the Gate God was covered with limbs, Shen Tu and Yu Lei’s features appeared on either side.

At first glance, it looked like mountain people were supporting the Gate God’s movement, climbing towards the Immortal Light.

The dream was nearing its end, the scene outside turning hazy, indirectly indicating the awakening tendency of the Immortal within the Ancestor Court.

Li Mo speculated that, at that time, all Incense Fire Immortals climbed into the Immortal Realm.

"Something’s not right."

"The moment the celestial upheaval erupted, Incense Fire Immortals lost control, somehow distracting the True Immortal’s attention, leaving them unable to focus on the mortal realm."