Another seven or eight days passed in a flash.

In the depths of the East China Sea, the vast water from all over the world flows endlessly, but it cannot fill the deep and long Guixu.

The bottom of the pitch-black abyss.

Those twelve huge ancient corpses have not made any noise since the last time they were worshiped to death by the incarnation of Yama.

It seems to have truly turned into a pure corpse.

There is only the dirty blood in the body, and the Dharma light is still flowing out, continuing to pollute the sea here and the indigenous heaven.

In the blue waves just a stone's throw away is the Daiyu Island and the Longbo Kingdom, which is carried by a giant turtle.

Together with the other two Wugen Island members, Yuan Qiao, Fang Hushang's sharks, and Yu Minguo, they still guard this place around the clock, not daring to relax for a moment.

On the island, the attic of the elegant house specially prepared by Long Bo for Wang Yuan and Huang Wu was forbidden to be opened all the time, and the inside and outside were completely closed.

Although the scenery of this fairy island is extraordinary, the seafood feast is hard to find anywhere else, and the people of Longbo are also very generous and enthusiastic.

But Taibai's transformation and Huang Wu knew well the arduous mission they shouldered.

Since this period of time, I haven't gone out much either day or night, and I have been competing with the collective dream of the twelve ancient corpses.

Pu Ling Leng——!

Thousands of [disaster butterflies] merge into a river of light that is silvery gray in color and appears and disappears intermittently.

Surrounded by two figures, they constantly shuttle through different dreams.

The wild wilderness, the bloody setting sun, the bloodthirsty beasts everywhere, and the ancestors with no clothes on their bodies.

Everything here exudes the barbaric and primitive atmosphere unique to ancient times.

Wang Yuan showed his military appearance [Winged White Tiger] with black patterns on a silver background and white gold wings on his back.

After achieving "Yang Shen" by "unifying soul and body", it's not just the body that benefits. This body of [Soldier Soldier] has already far surpassed its peers.

Huang Wu put her slender legs together and rode sideways on the white tiger's broad and powerful back.

He made clothes from lotus flowers and made clothes from hibiscus. There was a snow-white orchid as big as the mouth of a bowl inserted in his temples, and his waist was decorated with fragrant Duheng grass.

When the winged white tiger leaps, the [Yin-Yang Bell] worn on the girl's slender ankles will emit a sweet and confusing bell sound.

It looks like a beautiful mountain ghost riding a tiger and cruising down the mountain.

The painting style is completely consistent with the scenery of this ancient time, blending into it without appearing obtrusive at all, and not disturbing the strange things entrenched here at all.

Due to the war, the [Tianmen] was suddenly closed, and the main body was temporarily unable to return, and the task on them became more arduous.

Wang Yuan's tiger eyes were shining brightly.

"[The Holy Mother of the Western King]'s attack seemed to be just a trigger, not very intense, and quickly receded along with the second realm 'Taimingyu Wantian'.

However, along the entire line connecting [Southern Gate] and Thirty-Three Heavens, other heavenly realms have experienced riots one after another, which have continued to this day with no intention of stopping.

Overall, the thunder was loud, the raindrops were light, and the positions I was responsible for suffered few casualties."

Everything seemed to be just a false alarm.

A group of colleagues and heavenly beings stationed at Tianmen also explained to him that this is a normal phenomenon at the beginning of every year.

It seems to be related to the timing of the movement of heaven and earth.

——One yuan restores the beginning, and everything is renewed!

Moreover, chaos is the nature of [Heavenly Officials].

No matter how much humanity they eat from the human world to balance their own deviousness, they are still a group of lunatics.

Stationed next to Thirty-Three-Days is like being neighbors with a bunch of lunatics.

Premeditated collective attacks are relatively rare, but random emergencies are very common.

Normal people have no idea when the other party will punch them out of nowhere

Even [Da Siming], who is best at divination, cannot predict their movements and can only activate the passive defense of the formation.

Logically speaking, it would not be surprising to encounter a sudden battle under such circumstances, and Wang Yuan did not want to scare himself.

But the one who took action first was [Our Lady of the Western King], which really made him have to pay attention.

The [Mother of the Western King] from the Peach Shinto Way, the [Inanimate Old Buddha] from the Inanimate Way, and the [Hundred-Eyed Spiritual Official] from the Celestial Eye Way.

These three heavenly officials, together with Huang Loach Dao Lord of Huang Tian Zhengfa Dao, formed the Huang Tian divine system with a loose structure and non-aggression.

Under certain circumstances, it can also be regarded as a community of interests that cooperate with each other.

The only law that can be found in them is "conducive to benefit"!

These crazy [Heavenly Officials] are at least not crazy enough to do things that harm themselves and others. They can be considered as having some expectation of their behavioral patterns.

"So, this also means that although every [Heavenly Official] in the same camp may have different interests and demands.

But when there is no conflict between these demands, there may be an inexplicable combination of multiple parties that suddenly catches me off guard.

From this point of view, although the Tao Shen Dao in the human world is not a concern, in addition to the 'Inanimate Dao', there is also the [Hundred-Eyed Spiritual Officer]'s Celestial Eye Dao, which may also become a variable!"

Wang Yuan's tiger face was full of solemnity, and the sense of urgency in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

Now that I knew about the revenge plan of "Wu Sheng Dao" before, I also had doubts about the role played by Wu Sheng Lao Buddha in the "Dao Hua Natural Disaster".

Wang Yuan's urgent task now is to find out where their common "interests" lie, and whether they are related to the "Twelve Ancient Corpses".

Taibai's incarnation and Huang Wu, who were in the lower realm, naturally took the time to go deep into the dream repeatedly, trying to find any clues.

It's a pity that God did not fulfill people's wishes.

The two of them witnessed scenes of bloody murders from ancient times.

We also rescued many mortals who were trapped in the strange fairy [Interior World], just like the Shazhou City that was parasitized by the "crab slaves", and served as food reserves.

But even Huang Wu, the master of Qingzhuan who followed the path of [Dream Realm], joined forces with [Disaster Butterfly], whose abilities were greatly increased after eating [Golden Cicada God].

No further useful clues could be found, even searching specifically for "Our Lady of the West" and "Hundred-Eyed Spirit Officer".

not to mention.

They always stay in the safest shallow dreamland, and all they see are appearances, even processed symbols with unknown meanings.

Even relying on [Taibai Xingjun]'s Ziwei Dou Shu and [Dream Divination], it is impossible to analyze those specious meanings.

After spending a few days and making a complete circle, they had to return to the starting point - in front of the two snake-bodied and human-faced [Corpse] and [Corpse].

Wang Yuan had no choice but to grit his teeth and make up his mind:

"Sister, let's go directly to the 'lost layer' that connects all the twelve corpses this time!"

Whether it is the dream of an ancient corpse or the collective dream of ordinary mortals.

Under normal circumstances, it is mainly divided into three levels: shallow layer, deep layer and lost layer.

At a shallow level, people still have a certain degree of consciousness, and even many ordinary people can realize that they are dreaming, and can also bring some vague memories back to the real world after waking up.

But the deeper you go into the dream, the deeper and more essential memories and knowledge you will touch, and even the legacy left by ancient ancestors in the blood of future generations.

It is naturally full of dangers.

The "public dream" in Dengzhou Prefecture was affected by the "dream moth" in Huang Zhuan, and it turned into an extremely dangerous monster nest.

Lying here now are twelve ancient corpses that at least have the [Interior] realm.

Deep in their collective dreams, they are constantly distorting, transforming into terrifying, gloomy, grotesque, and extremely dangerous directions.

There is even an unknown [Taohua natural disaster] brewing.

When Wang Yuan and Wang Yuan entered the lost layer at this time, it was equivalent to entering the interior of the bomb to clear mines. If they were not careful, they would be blown to pieces.

Hearing this, Huang Wu didn't hesitate at all, she leaned over and hugged Wang Yuan's neck, and activated [Mirror Flower, Water Moon] in conjunction with [Disaster Butterfly].

"Xiao Yuan, speed up and jump!"

There is no need to wander around like a headless fly like the last time I entered the public dreamland of Dengzhou Prefecture.

The ground in front of them suddenly opened up with a deep crack. The moment the "White Tiger Crossing the Gap" landed, it had successfully jumped into the lost layer that was closer to the essence of the Twelve Corpses.

Rumble.

In a vast mountain forest soaring into the clouds, huge trees that could only be hugged by dozens of people broke and fell like straw, and deep ravines were plowed out of the ground.

All the big rivers stopped flowing, and even the mountains in the distance collapsed one after another.

It is obviously a tragic scene after the war.

In the center of the battlefield, Wang Yuan and Huang Wu also saw the two figures reappearing in front of them after all the strange appearances were stripped away, and their eyes widened in unison.

One man's bone armor was in pieces and he fell to the ground vomiting blood. It was "Yao Yao" who was still alive at that time.

The other person, "Two Loss", was in much better condition. He held a bronze spear in his hand and pointed it directly at "Xiaoyiao"'s chest. His face was filled with the triumphant look of a victor.

Distance in dreams has no meaning.

Under the chaotic rules, even if you are thousands of miles away, you may get memories and knowledge that are completely not yours.

There is no need to even open a conversation, the memories belonging to different individuals will collide, communicate, and integrate on their own, allowing people to learn something as secret as a prophet.
To be continued...