pertwk Chapter 2804 The Netherworld Emperor's Spear and Horse
Chapter 2804 The Netherworld Emperor's Spear and Horse
Chapter 2804 The Nine Nether Emperor's Spear and Horse
Furthermore, the Great Pot has another advantage in doing this: it objectively coordinates the time in the dream world with that in reality, or in other words, the Great Pot uses the Divine Bone Necklace as a link to forcibly bind the flow of time between the two.
Otherwise, who knows how long it would take He Lingchuan to enter the dreamland of the Goddess of Illusion?
What if half a day in a dream turns into ten days in reality?
By the time he returned to reality, it would be too late, and the Earth Mother Plain would have changed hands.
Yes, the design of the Dafanghu is indeed more thoughtful.
However, he needed to act quickly. He tapped the divine bone necklace and whispered again:
"After the countdown ends, drag me back, and don't forget to leave a trace, the more obvious the better."
Just then, a shadow suddenly emerged from the darkness below and flew quickly toward the two of them.
Bao Chihai was on high alert and was about to make a move, but He Lingchuan stopped him, saying, "No need."
Only when the shadow gets close does its true form appear:
A tall, dark red horse.
A long spear was also resting beside the saddle.
Bao Chihai was somewhat surprised. This wasn't the real world; normally, physical objects couldn't enter. So this horse must be...
But upon closer inspection, he couldn't help but exclaim, "What, what is this horse!"
This red horse is not a nightmare.
The dark red horse snorted, flicked its tail, and snarled, "Enough with the nonsense!"
It is the Blood Demon.
The Blood Demon is an amalgamation of countless grudges and blood feuds, existing inherently between reality and illusion. Since its master has given its request, it can only follow, albeit in its cloaked form transformed into a steed.
Instead, the spear hanging on the saddle suddenly turned into a ghostly shadow with a "bang," and dozens of pale faces showed obsequious smiles to He Lingchuan before turning back into a spear, which continued to hang by the saddle.
Bao Chihai discovered that this gun was the real nightmare!
Moreover, it is a nightmare with exceptionally profound cultivation, possessing many, many faces.
Nightmares have no fixed form in the dream world. Within their own capabilities, they can transform into whatever they want, without being confined to human form.
However, there was actually a Nightmare next to the Emperor?
Bao Chihai naturally didn't know that this nightmare was called Hundred Faces. It was originally created by an ancient immortal who fell into a dream. He was worshipped in the mortal world and was given the title "Hundred-Faced Demon Lord". Later, he overestimated his abilities and sneaked into the Panlong World to try to assassinate He Lingchuan. However, he was severely taught a lesson by Hun Dun and became obedient. From then on, he lived in the Panlong World and was often assigned by He Lingchuan to collect information in other people's dreams. His favorite thing to do was to kill people in their dreams.
However, it actually turned out to be a blessing in disguise. He Lingchuan did not treat it badly. With the vast dream world of millions of people in Ju City and the blessing of its master's luck, the cultivation of the Hundred-Faced Nightmare has increased rapidly over the years, even surpassing that of the ancient times.
This time, its master is going on an adventure to the Heavenly Demon's Dream Kingdom, and it will have to serve him faithfully.
He Lingchuan jumped onto his horse and asked Bao Chihai, "Where is Huanle's divine kingdom?"
Bao Chihai pointed straight ahead, above the center of the lake: "Look, that nebula is it."
If the dreams of children on the Earth Mother Plain are like tiny, faint starlight, then Bao Chihai is referring to the brilliant nebulae in the night sky!
It was a huge cloud of purple mist, but it was interspersed with countless tiny, sparkling flashes of light.
Magnificent, flamboyant, and arrogant, like a beautiful and dazzling dream.
“After it tricked Mother Earth away, it turned into this,” Bao Chihai said. “Our previous activities were limited to the Mother Earth Plain area, so we were unable to get closer.”
Dreams are based on reality, and the Night Wanderers cannot go to the dream world outside the plains; they can only stare anxiously at this nebula.
"Let's go and meet Him." He Lingchuan lightly nudged the horse's belly, and the dark red horse galloped off towards the purple nebula.
He had considered setting a trap and waiting for Huanle to come to him, but then he thought, why should he give the initiative to the other party?
He is the invincible Nine Nether Emperor!
He should boldly and forcefully challenge the goddess of illusion, forcing her to respond passively!
Of course, there is also an objective reason for this: Da Fanghu doesn't have much time left for him, and he can't afford to wait.
The closer they got to the nebula, the more enormous it seemed.
From afar it looks like a nebula, but up close it expands into an entire galaxy!
There are countless stars, some bright, some dim, twinkling and shifting. They are linked together by some pattern, forming a magnificent and spectacular star cluster.
Dream Star Cluster.
Some of these dreams were even like shooting stars, flashing by in an instant.
Even someone as seasoned as He Lingchuan, accustomed to grand occasions, was stunned by this extraordinary sight. No wonder the Holy Venerable Lingxu praised the Dream Kingdom and divine status of the Goddess of Illusionary Music; she truly was a unique being.
What's even more remarkable is that as the two approached, the purple nebula suddenly began to transform. The upper butterfly wings that rose up on both sides became eyes, while the lower butterfly wings stretched out and became a face and lips. Although it was only an outline, it was clear that it was a woman's face.
Bao Chihai said, "He has discovered us."
Clearly, the Goddess of Illusion had also noticed their presence and was preparing to give them a grand welcome.
The two of them neither dodged nor avoided, but went to meet them.
The face formed from the starry river opened its mouth and swallowed them!
In the blink of an eye, they rushed into the purple nebula.
Before the purple mist rushed towards them, Bao Chihai transformed into a wisp of smoke and attached himself to the horse's reins to prevent himself and the Emperor from being separated in the thick fog.
This is the mist of the Goddess of Illusion; who knows how many secrets are hidden within it?
Soon, they passed through the thick fog, and everything went black.
The nebula, the light spot, the Mother Earth Plain, and the Great Lake have all disappeared.
……
In the valley filled with purple alfalfa, Mother Earth could no longer support her heavy body and collapsed to the ground.
The falling powder, whether pollen or butterfly dust, settled on its head and shoulders, turning it purple. The air was filled with the intoxicating sweet scent of milk, honey, and jasmine, its favorite and most familiar fragrance—the scent of the golden lotus in the dew.
As drowsiness crept in, the earth mother's soaring anger seemed to dissipate. She couldn't help but yawn, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
The goddess of illusion flew close, circled it twice to observe it, then nodded in satisfaction and flew away.
After it left, the entire valley became quiet, with only the butterfly pollen it stirred up still fluttering and covering the whole valley.
One layer, then another, and yet another.
Layer upon layer, piled up very thick.
After an unknown amount of time, the valley suddenly made a "whoosh" sound, and the stone man sat up from the pile of purple powder.
It looked around and, finding no movement, quickly stood up and brushed off the purple powder on its body.
Mother Earth was not asleep, although she had been extremely sleepy and almost answered the call of the god of sleep.
I almost fell asleep, but I just couldn't.
It gritted its teeth and held on.