CHAPTER 861: CHAPTER 584: BUTTERFLY TRANSFORMATION CIRCULATION

A strange seven-colored space.

The dreams and subconscious of all living beings form the foundation of this world.

This is the Dream Realm.

A plump white worm was hiding here, a human face obscured in shadow was feasting upon delicacies.

Two lost souls, like strands of noodles, were sucked in by him with a slurp.

"As expected of a Twenty-seven Pattern Divine Power, its might exceeds even my expectations."

Two Middle Realm Demon Venerables died just like that.

[Divine Power: Butterfly Dream Circulation]

[Quality: Lower Grade·Twenty-seven Patterns]

[Level: Basic Level]

[Introduction: Imprisons the minds and consciousness of all living beings within a thousand li radius in a Dream World woven of the Power of Great Dream. Death in the Dream World equates to simultaneous death in reality. While casting the Divine Power, the Dream Master also falls into slumber. Those who die within the Dream World will become a part of the Dream Master’s eternal dream... ]

Butterfly Dream Circulation was precisely a Divine Power Lu Chenzhou had painstakingly developed from the Great Dream Dao, in imitation of that seven-colored butterfly.

The first time unleashing it, and the results were extraordinary.

The only flaw was that he too would fall into sleep, losing the ability to act. If his hiding place was discovered, his life would be at risk.

As the souls of the two great Demon Venerables were refined, a torrent of memory fragments and Dao Essence were absorbed by the Martial Arts Tree.

In an instant, the Martial Arts Tree shot up to 2.49 million zhang; Lu Chenzhou also learned much information.

"That terrifying red-haired woman was only an avatar of the Blood Demon Grandmother?

The Blood Demon is the new Hall Master of the Star Palace, far mightier than the former Black Mountain Demon Saint, probably close to Late Stage Eighth Realm."

In this Great Destruction Era, the Divine have vanished, the Great Powers have perished.

Late Stage Eighth Realm is essentially a supreme force in the universe.

Lu Chenzhou didn’t know Mr. Turtle’s exact Realm, but a single drop of his Essence Blood contained limitless power. He wondered how this Blood Demon Grandmother compared to his Eldest Senior Brother?

"The Blood Demon Grandmother has the Demon Venerables of the Three Thousand Worlds searching for Tiger Clan Essence Blood. What is she up to?"

Lu Chenzhou silently analyzed and pondered.

Suddenly, he remembered that terrifying Blood Flood Dragon in the Xia Realm.

"Seems this matter is inseparable from it."

He had reason to suspect that the Evil God and the Blood Flood Dragon had struck some sort of deal.

"If the Blood Flood Dragon unseals itself and escapes from the Forbidden Zone of the stars, it would be a doom for Xia Star."

Never mind that even the Eternal Immortal can’t come back, even if they could, they would not be a match for the Blood Flood Dragon.

Lu Chenzhou had also sought out Eldest Senior Brother for some ancient secrets.

In life, the Blood Flood Dragon was Eighth Realm Peak, just half a step from being a Great Power, and claimed the title ’Dragon and Tiger Great Saint.’

In the Great Wilderness, a Great Saint is second only to ’True Spirit’ among exotic Fierce Beasts and other Transcendent beings—supreme powerhouses.

The gap between Great Saints and the early Eighth Realm is simply too vast.

"The Evil God dispatching the Demon Race everywhere to search for ancient cultivation cave mansions, could it be he’s found out about the Taiyin Amber too?"

Lu Chenzhou’s heart fell. For such matters, it’s better to believe than doubt.

"Seems I’d better make a trip to the Kunxu Realm. I have to confirm whether the Taiyin Amber is still there. I must not let it fall into the Evil God’s hands."

In his mind, a crisp system prompt sounded.

[Blood Moon: Fourth Rank (22%) → Fourth Rank (80%)]

[Five Elements: Third Rank (11%) → Fourth Rank (34%)]

[Primordial God·Dragon]

[Power: Wood]

[Rank: Third Rank → Fourth Rank]

[Primordial God·Sparrow]

[...]

Lines of prompts continued to emerge in his mind.

In an instant, Lu Chenzhou’s comprehension of the Five Elements and Blood Moon Dao advanced by leaps and bounds.

He could now sense the Five Elements Power of Heaven and Earth with far greater clarity.

The attainment and might of the Divine Power·Nine Tribulation Lotus had also improved accordingly.

"The Blood Flood Dragon excelled in the Blood Moon Principle, while the Mountain Forest Demon Venerable was adept in the Wood and Earth Element Laws, with extremely high attainment, near Fifth Rank. That’s why my Five Elements Dao has reaped such great benefit this time."

Now, aside from [Severe Poison], all his Laws had reached Fourth Rank, Entering Dao level.

...

On the other side.

The Blood Demon Grandmother had already shattered eighteen layers of illusionary worlds.

On the surface, she was calm and composed, but inside, she was somewhat irritated.

"A mere Early Stage Seventh Realm Divine Power is able to trap me? This person must be the Heart Emperor reincarnate."

Apart from the Heart Emperor, she could not imagine anyone with such high Great Dream attainment.

"This isn’t an ordinary multi-layered illusion. This is a dreamscape built by that mysterious one. Conventional means won’t resolve it."

The Blood Demon Grandmother had tried to copy the Blood Flood Dragon and wake herself by committing suicide in the dream.

But the instinct of a true powerhouse stopped her from risking such a dangerous action.

She sensed that suicide in the dream was no different from suicide in reality.

"There is no perfect Divine Power in this world. Every cultivation method has its flaw."

The Blood Demon Grandmother soared into the air, blood-red vines twining around her like a nest of serpents spreading in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, a blood-red giant tree appeared in this world.

Its branches shaded the sky, its roots reached deep into the earth.

Not a single thread of this dream world could escape the Blood Demon Grandmother’s perception.

Suddenly, her gaze locked onto a spot of emptiness.

A blue butterfly appeared out of nowhere.

"These butterflies can truly burn the soul. This too must be the Dream Master’s method..."

She suddenly smiled, waving her hands forward, and two thick blood-red dragons drilled towards that void.

Boom! The invisible mirror shattered and the void tore open.

Through the crack, the Blood Demon Grandmother saw the seven-colored world behind the curtains—this was the dimension of dreams.

A plump white worm slumbered inside it,

Encircled by blue butterflies.

Twenty-four threads extended from that blurred human face’s mouth, running into the void.

"So that’s how it is. You’ve hidden your true body in the Dream Realm, used your dream as a foundation, woven the Great Dream Law, and imprisoned us all in here."

The Blood Demon Grandmother’s lips curled in a confident smile.

She tore open the dream world and arrived at the worm’s hiding place.

"Die!"

Countless blood vines transformed into myriad poisonous snakes, spewing blood mist, lunging at the plump white worm to devour it.

The blue butterflies all rose to confront them, turning into blue flames, perishing alongside the snakes.

But the poisonous snakes were endless, and soon wore down the blue butterflies completely.

Only two anomalous giant blue butterflies still struggled stubbornly on.

One had the head of a flood dragon—just discernible was the likeness of the Blood Flood Dragon Demon Venerable. The other’s head resembled a stag—it was the Mountain Forest Demon Venerable.

Seeing this bizarre scene, the Blood Demon Grandmother was deeply shaken.

"You killed the Blood Flood Dragon and Mountain Forest as well?"

The plump white worm revealed a chilling smile.

"You’re next."

"Kill me, the Grandmother? In your dreams!"

"To think a Star Palace Hall Master would end up so wretched."

"Hmph. This is merely an insignificant avatar of mine. If my true body were here, killing you would take but a breath."

"Mediocre strength, but quite the mouth. Since you’re courting death, you may as well stay here."

As the words fell, the two giant blue butterflies exploded, blasting the Blood Demon Grandmother away.

At the same time, in the surrounding void, it seemed another dream world was beginning to form again.

"This one is too bizarre. Best to withdraw for now. Even if I kill him, it’s only a spirit embodiment—there’s no real gain."

The Blood Demon Grandmother unleashed all her blood vines, tearing through the Dream Realm dimension, and snapped awake.

In the thousand years of dream, only an instant had passed in reality.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Qingyunzi attack seize the chance to kill.

"Myriad Swords Piercing the Heart!"

With a wave, Qingyunzi’s Myriad Sword Shining Dragon Armor disintegrated into thousands of sword feathers, condensing into a giant sword that slashed down violently!

Boom! Before the Blood Demon Grandmother could react, she was impaled by the giant sword, nailed into the earth, her aura instantly waning.

In a flash, she turned into a cloud of blood mist that rushed into the sky, shrouding thousands of li in blood-colored clouds.

Thick vines drooped from the heavens like mountains toppling over.

Divine Power·Thousand Mountains Hidden in Mist!

A thousand mountains surged in, trapping the giant sword.

Taking the opportunity, a shaft of blood tore through the void and vanished without a trace.

"Hahaha! So long as I live, there’s hope for firewood. The Grandmother will withdraw for now—you just wait and see!"

Boom! The giant sword shattered a thousand mountains, suspended in the void, as Qingyunzi’s regretful sigh echoed out.

"What a pity. Just a little bit more... If only I had woken from the dream sooner."

The Divine Power·Butterfly Dream Circulation is an indiscriminate attack.

Once used, enemy, ally—even Lu Chenzhou himself—are all dragged into the dream.

Unless your spiritual power is sufficient, there’s no immunity.

If Qingyunzi were at his peak, he’d fear nothing, but he now had less than a tenth of his former power.

Of course, should allies fall into the dream, patience is enough. The blue butterflies will not attack. Once Lu Chenzhou awakens, he can unlock the Dream World, releasing his allies.

On the ground, countless demons hiding here still struggled bitterly within the dream.

"Phew... It really is difficult to kill a Great Demon Venerable."

Lu Chenzhou yawned as he awakened from the dream.

Truthfully, he’d been rather flustered just now.

If the fight had gone on a bit longer, the Blood Demon Grandmother would’ve destroyed this spiritual embodiment of his.

He’d only bluffed, making her think he could activate his Divine Power again.

In reality, with his current realm’s spiritual strength, [Butterfly Dream Circulation] could only be cast once.

Moreover, the blue butterflies transformed from the spiritual power of the Blood Flood Dragon and Mountain Forest Demon Venerables, forever fused into the Dream World by his power, saved his life.

Butterfly Dream Circulation has strong growth potential. The more formidable foes he slays with his Dream Divine Power, the more dangerous the Dream Worlds he can construct in the future.

Qingyunzi shook his head with a wry smile: "After Seventh Realm, slaying up the realms becomes nigh impossible.

When I first entered Seventh Realm, I considered myself a genius for a world, but could only barely contend with a Middle Stage Demon Venerable, and that only by virtue of a Spiritual Weapon.

You, as but a spiritual embodiment, killed two Middle Stage Demon Venerables in the dream without striking a blow, and made a Great Demon Venerable flee. Such a battle record is enough to overshadow an entire region.

Of those I’ve met, only the Kunxu Ancestor could compare to you."

Kunxu Ancestor, in the Great Destruction Era, was a Half-step Great Power who created the True Treasure Dao, truly unmatched in talent.

Qingyunzi too had been instructed by that predecessor, and so in his heart, Kunxu Ancestor’s status was indescribably high.

"Kunxu Ancestor...to lay claim to a Great World as their own title—how powerful must they have been?"

"If he still lived, I fear he’d be infinitely close to a Great Power. If you could take him as a master, you’d surely rise on soaring wings."

Qingyunzi’s voice was full of admiration.

Kunxu Ancestor did not like taking disciples, and has never had an heir to this day.

Back then, I only barely got to meet him. With all my talent, he merely gave a few words of advice, but refused to accept me as a disciple.

If only I had a friend of your talent...