Huang Tianhua felt that the method of killing gods in this dream was a bit suspicious, almost impossible to prevent. When he checked the register of life and death more carefully, he found that the number of beings who died in their sleep had suddenly increased, which was obviously abnormal. Just as he was about to accumulate meritorious virtue, he accepted this task and took away the soul of Mother San.
An obscure spatial region.
Enclosed by thick clouds, stood a piece of abandoned palace, which had been abandoned for countless years. Now, a thin shadow stood in front of the palace, it was none other than Mingxiang.
He flashed a naive smile: "Old man, your method is quite effective, but it seems this trick can't kill my unkind uncle."
A voice from inside the palace said, "I have already given you the power for revenge. According to the agreement, open the seal, and then I will give you more power after that."
Mingxiang held her head with both hands and seemed to think for a while: "Okay, since it's just a dream, I don't mind turning the world upside down, right?"
A quarter of an hour later, Mingxiang woke up in another realm, she touched her neck: "Old thing, you have a lot of malevolence. You actually hit me so hard?"
He rubbed his forehead with his fingers.
His power came from Xue Shenzi, who was all the reincarnations of the old master of the dark river, each carrying a portion of the power of illusive Dao. The shallow application of this Dao plus some memories from Mingxiang's past life ultimately resulted in everything in the dream.
He wanted to return to the dream again, but this time he couldn't get in no matter how hard he tried, as if that abandoned palace from before didn't exist at all.
"Not letting me in? Or have they left? These old guys are quite interesting," he turned into a ball of blood light and disappeared from the spot.
East Sea.
Several Wuhui warriors with copper heads and iron arms tightly hugged the body of the serpent dragon.
Chi You roared and swung his Tiger's Soul blade, the muscles on his arms bulging. The blood-red blade swiftly slashed across the serpent dragon's neck, its scales reflecting the grotesque faces of the murderers. Dragon blood sprayed several meters away, and a colossal thunderclap echoed in the sky at that moment, pouring down rain like a torrent. The raindrops mixed with dragon blood, as if the heavens themselves wept for the fall of this serpent dragon.
"Come on, let's first pull out the dragon sinew!"
"These flesh and blood are a bit smelly, hmm, not delicious!"
"Although it can be considered a jiaodragon pearl, its exercise effect is not too good."
Chi You examined the body of the serpent dragon for a while, already looking like an expert in slaying dragons.
The East Sea is vast, and all true dragons and divine dragons have entered the ancestral dragon hall. However, the reproductive ability of the dragon race is the first among the chaos. There are still countless numbers of dragon clans here, among which jiaodragon is the most common.
There are many dragons, but so are the dragon slayers!
Apart from the gods of death like Chi You, the people of Xuan Yuan are also slaying dragons everywhere. The Immortal Xuan Luo Xuan is a bit possessed, unable to find the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and has already started contemplating forging one himself.
Humans have the psychological tendency to conform, and even immortals have the "human" character.
The scattered immortals and the Moshen sect in the East Sea saw them massacring dragons, even though they did not know the details, but they all felt that there were benefits to be gained. If they didn't participate, it would be like losing a hundred million.
Uninformed passersby also joined in the dragon-slaying.
The dragon clans that could not enter the ancestral dragon hall and did not want to accept the management of the four seas' dragon king suffered a lot.
As soon as they show their heads, there's a group of people shouting to attack and kill.
The blood, bones, scales, and internal organs of the dragon race scattered on the East Sea. The resentment turned into a substance and lingered for a long time without dispersing.
While in the Ancestral Dragon Hall, the Ancestral Dragon was verbally abusing Yuan Feng while laughing coldly, "Slaying my descendants, you will regret it!"
"Brother, the mist is coming!" A brother of Chi You called out.
Chi You was covered in dragon blood, but he didn't wipe it off. Instead, he transferred the blood and energy to strengthen himself according to the Dragon-like Essence General Power method.
He hadn't taken it seriously at first; after all, a little mist on the sea surface is quite normal, isn't it?
However, with a casual glance, his heart suddenly warned, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.
"Get out of here, go! Quickly leave!"
The thick fog quickly covered this sea area. Initially, one could still hear the roars of anger from many Wuhu brothers, but after a quarter of an hour, the place grew very quiet, as if there was only Chi You left.
"Come out! Fight to the death with me! Come out, Grandpa, if I don't kill you, I won't call myself Chi You!" Looking at the brothers who fell quietly one by one, Chi You was furious. However, he couldn't see the enemy and couldn't use his strength.
His rage erupted like a volcanic eruption, but such an eruption had a limit. The fog around him wrapped him tightly, making him feel more and more drowsy. He had to support himself with the Tiger's Soul Blade.
A large dark shadow burst out of the fog.
The black shadow grabbed his arm and shouted, "Are you stupid? Quickly follow me!"
Chi You was on the verge of falling asleep. He didn't recognize who it was at first glance, but he felt familiar. On the second look, his anger that had subsided suddenly surged up again.
"You daring scoundrel still dare to come see me?!" He swung his sword to slash at him.
The old bear was wearing a hat and mask, as if he were doing something underhanded. When he saw the Tiger's Soul Blade slash at him, he could only lift his staff to block the attack. He had been in the fog for a short time, but since the Yin Iron Animal Clan and Mengmo Clan had some blood relation, his resistance to dreams was relatively higher.
After more than twenty moves, Chi You couldn't hold on anymore. It wasn't that he couldn't defeat the old bear; he was just too exhausted, his eyelids were almost too heavy to open.
"You are about to enter the dream of the Shenlong, do you understand? In your dreams, you can't beat them!"
In the end, it was when Kangliu used his ability to avoid evil and seek good to clear a path, Zouwu continuously sprayed water to resist the surrounding fog, and with the help of his companions, the old bear forcibly dragged Chi You out of the enveloping mist.
The heavy mist in the East Sea was rapidly spreading.
After Chi You, the people of Xuan Yuan also lost contact. After that, the scattered immortals in the East Sea were also lost.
The mist even spread to the Sanxian Island and Penglai Island, but was blocked by the strong arrays within the islands. In the end, the thick fog reached as far as the Eastern part of the Shenzhou Continent.
Qi King Jiang Wenhuan was once the brother-in-law of King Zhou. He succeeded his father Dongbaohou Jiang Huanfu's throne and then experienced the Zhou Zhi campaign and the Han Zhi campaign. After Li Jing defeated 70 cities in succession, Qi chose to surrender to the Western Han Dynasty.
To allow Jiang Wenhuan to continue as the King of Qi, General Deng Jiugong crowned himself as an emperor.
The current Emperor of the Han Dynasty, the First Emperor, ascended the throne for over a decade before his death. A new emperor took his place and the world welcomed a new ruler. The era of joint governance by the four Grand Protectors of East, West, North, and South, as well as King Zhou, had passed more than fifty years ago. Jiang Wenhuan was once renowned for his bravery in battle, wielding a steel spear and carrying an iron whip behind him with ten thousand men's courage. Now he was an elderly man in his eighties.
The dense mist from the East Sea rushed into Qi King Jiang Wenhuan's capital city. Like many elderly people in the city, he had no resistance at all and fell asleep without a fight. Even if after this turn of fate's qi, the mist was dispersed and driven away by the righteous qi, he did not wake up again, dying quietly in his sleep, taking his last breath while dreaming.
