I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 715: 531: The Origin of the 【Ghost】2

Chapter 715: Chapter 531: The Origin of the 【Ghost】_2

“Therefore, I want to give it a new guise, transferring the [Heavenly Court Myth] into an illusory dream realm, while breaking the barriers between dream and reality to indirectly achieve unlimited space teleportation.”

“Can such a thod avoid the taboo?”

The hall was silent.

The clouds still surged and rolled, and the old abnormal people fell into deep thought.

After a long while, the Crystal Man nodded, then shook his head: “It sounds feasible indeed, but the difficulty is extrely high.”

“Think about it—restoring the myth of the gods is already a challenging task. Adding another layer of complexity makes it even more difficult. Even if you possess Great Luck and great talent, facing a task as complex as climbing to the heavens, success is not guaranteed.”

This was true.

Previously, the teleportation of the Heavenly Court Myth could be achieved through a one-to-one connection between the [Immortal Palace] and the [temple].

It’s akin to the transmission arrays in immortal cultivation novels!

But after the transformation, teleportation must be through the dream realm.

Teleporting objects through dreams could still be understood with difficulty.

But teleporting living beings?

Could the Greedy Demon God actually pop out of a human’s dream?

The Crystal Man said: “The more ideal rules that transcend the common sense of intelligent beings, the harder they are to create, especially when so rules are subtly rejected by the multitude, making their creation exceedingly difficult.”

The rules of dream teleportation would bring a great sense of insecurity.

Once this rule is created, sleep becos unsafe. Surely it would be strictly rejected by many.

Lu Yuan helplessly nodded: “Understood, there’s this to consider.”

“So if I concede and substantially weaken the chanism, is it possible to achieve it?”

“Of course, the more you weaken it, the easier it is to achieve.”

The group discussed for a while without coming to a satisfactory conclusion.

This task was akin to reconstructing the statue of Venus de Milo with missing arms.

If an artist were to restore the severed arm, it would require greater talent than the original creator.

If it were a re makeshift addition, it would be better not to restore it at all.

But no matter what, Lu Yuan’s idea indeed seed feasible, linking space abilities and dream abilities to avoid the “taboo.”

Even if the difficulty was high, he could only persist against the odds.

As for what could be achieved in the future, he could only take it one step at a ti…

…

The discussion reached this point; a few old abnormal people exchanged glances, seeming to reach a determination.

“Young human, since you possess such extraordinary depth, it indicates that a third-level civilization is far from your end,” the largest Crystal Man said seriously. “But the stronger a civilization, the more responsibilities it should bear. Are you willing to bear these responsibilities?”

“I don’t know,” Lu Yuan answered honestly, “Esteed predecessors, I’m not a magnanimous person. If the enemy is overwhelming, I’ll still need to escape—it’s impossible to stay here and await death.”

“But for things within our capabilities, we are willing to give them a try.”

In the Immortal Palace, one could not lie, not even Lu Yuan.

The old abnormal people fell silent. Having studied human history, they found it generally to be a normal civilization with several instances of supporting the weak.

“Alas, that is sufficient…”

“There are indeed so things we must inform you about.”

Lu Yuan suddenly perked up; he had been waiting so long for more secrets.

“Please, seniors, speak.”

The Crystal Man said: “Even discussing this within the Immortal Palace doesn’t feel entirely secure.”

“Old Snake, it’s better if you handle it. The mories you can reveal fall within a controllable range.”

The Old Snake Man sitting to the side nodded.

Divine Skill—mory Library!

A vague illusion surged in Lu Yuan’s mind, like dreaming.

The scene was blurry, like a nearsighted vision of a thousand degrees, unable to see clearly but barely distinguishable that there were Snake-n moving about the surroundings.

“This is…” Lu Yuan’s pupils dilated.

He had returned to countless years ago.

A healthy Snake-man City!

“Wow, just wove this bracelet today! It carries Extraordinary Spiritual Power.”

“Fresh spring water! Just brought down from the mountain.”

Thousands of Snake-n were bargaining on the streets, occasionally a hunter passing by to place plump prey on a cutting board for butchering: “Choice Pig Beast at, anyone interested?”

And artisans, craftsn dealing with extraordinary equipnt, the twinkling lights catching people’s attention.

This was a magnificent city from the ultra-ancient era, with a population reaching the tens of millions.

More astonishingly, this ancient city was situated atop a naturally floating mountain!

The floating height was approximately 300 ters, not too high, leaving a dark shadow on the ground. Surrounding this large city were hundreds of city-states, spreading out densely like stars.

Unlike the Ninth Epoch’s “Pandora Crystal Stone,” “Oureca Hicks,” the mountain floated naturally, requiring no research into ideal principles.

Beneath was a lush prival forest where even the most common trees reached heights of three to five hundred ters, with the tallest reaching several thousand ters.

The perspective began switching rapidly; Lu Yuan could not control himself as he slowly advanced toward the Snake-man Palace.

In that era, no mysterious pool was seen near the Snake-man Palace.

Hundreds of robust soldiers guarded the palace gates.

They were brawny, each soldier at least ten ters long, their scale armor glistening in the sunlight.

“Their weapons don’t seem too refined…” Lu Yuan noted inwardly.

The images were… too blurry.

As a Master Craftsman, he could barely assess the extraordinary level of items; these weapons could be only at the Superior Level or even Rare Level.

In fact, they seed simply made from piled materials, without incorporating “art,” “profound skills,” or other internal substance.

It must be admitted that the supernatural resources of the ultra-ancient era were far more abundant than in humanity’s current age. Craftsn didn’t need superior skills; showcasing the materials’ potential properties sufficed to reach higher levels.

“As for the soldiers’ combat abilities, it’s impossible to judge visually.”

“Could individual combat power be superior to the present?”

Lu Yuan looked around inquisitively.

“An envoy from the Exotic Realm is arriving, all irrelevant personnel must withdraw!”

The city gates opened with a “creak,” and four beautiful creatures with white skin, resembling unicorns, pulled a carriage as they slowly entered.

With a red carpet spread on the ground, Lu Yuan followed the carriage into the palace.

Faint discussion could be heard from the palace’s central area.

A massive Snake-man sat on a throne, conversing with several foreign ssengers. Nearby incense exuded a comforting aroma.

“That is…”

Lu Yuan’s pupils slightly contracted; sitting on the golden chair was unexpectedly… a Snake-man [Ghost]!

[Ghost·Spirit Shrine’s Eye]?!

He subconsciously tightened his mind, thinking intensely: “Is this guy truly the Emperor of this city?!”

“How did he turn into a [Ghost]?”

[Ghost] had indeed evolved from intelligent lifeforms!

This peculiar fact left Lu Yuan strangely bewildered.

Following this, it dawned upon him that this illusion realm was likely a historical retrospection scene from an extrely early epoch.

It could potentially be the First Epoch!

“No wonder the image is blurry—it must be the result of so archaeologist’s work?”

“What turned them into [Ghosts]?”

At this mont, the Snake-man ruler’s loud voice resounded: “In my realm, the sun never sets; in my city, the people never go hungry.”

“What do you have that can move ?”

This voice seed to be translated, allowing Lu Yuan to understand its aning.

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(PS: Not in the best condition today. If the flu persists, I might need to take a leave. But as it’s the end of the month, I’ll still ask for a monthly ticket!)