Xuanqing gave him a look.
"Because you would get beaten up."
"…Seems like it."
Ming River scratched his head.
~~~~
They were chatting when ng Wuyou erged from the void.
"Eh? Ming River Daoist, you've co out of seclusion?"
ng Wuyou was still bleary-eyed, yawning gracefully as if she had just woken up.
"What were you just discussing?"
"Nothing much."
Xuanqing and Ming River shook their heads at the sa ti.
They surely couldn't admit they were scheming against a "friend" from the Taiwei Constellation.
"If you won't say, then never mind."
ng Wuyou didn't seem to care much. She said, "I might as well tell you about the dream I just had."
"What dream?"
"A nightmare."
"Nightmare?"
Xuanqing and Ming River exchanged glances.
"Yes."
ng Wuyou's delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed as she said, "I dread of a Chaos Demon God."
Both their expressions changed instantly, and they looked uniformly towards the Taisha Heavenly Palace.
"Is it [Darkness] or [Divine Hiding]?"
"Neither."
ng Wuyou shook her head, "A Chaos Demon God I've never seen."
"Chaos without form, it has no na, but I distinctly felt its existence."
"A strange voice whispered beside , persistent yet intermittent, seeming distant yet close, very bewildering."
Ming River's expression grew solemn: "Wuyou has been targeted!"
He had fallen into nurous traps and encountered many strange tactics.
Therefore, he was very experienced in this aspect.
"Perhaps."
ng Wuyou said again: "But I did not feel danger, as soon as I beca aware of this existence, it retreated on its own."
"Following that, it was no longer seen in a few subsequent dreams."
Xuanqing pondered for a mont and imdiately transmitted a ssage to Luo Hou.
"Among the Three Thousand Demigods, is there a Dream Demon God?"
"Yes!"
Luo Hou spoke succinctly; he was in the midst of battling two old foes.
"Luo Hou, who are you underestimating? Distracting yourself while fighting us!"
Yang i was quite dissatisfied; in that brief mont, he raised his hand and pointed, shattering the barrier of the Destruction Black Lotus.
Luo Hou retreated with the flow, and countless demon shadows dispersed into ten thousand dinsions.
Xuanqing took the opportunity to ask.
"I've encountered a situation here, possibly related to the Dream Demon God."
"That guy is absolutely dead, but whether he's utterly dead, you'll have to ask Pangu."
"Alright, won't disturb you further, carry on with your business."
"You know I'm busy, and you still ask?!"
"I trust in the Daoist's strength, don't I?"
"Hmph!"
~~~
"It looks like Shen Ni has stirred up so trouble again."
Xuanqing shared the content of the conversation just now and put forth a speculation.
Such bad deeds, ninety-nine percent were related to Shen Ni.
Ming River found it reasonable: "This guy, we need to kill him sooner!"
The person in question, ng Wuyou, however, didn't seem too concerned.
"Actually, you don't have to worry too much."
ng Wuyou said with a smile: "You need to have more faith in ."
"I can't say for other tactics, but trying to deal with in the dream, they've definitely co to the wrong place."
Even aware that the opponent might be the so-called Dream Demon God, ng Wuyou was still unperturbed.
To this, both Xuanqing and Ming River chuckled.
"That's indeed true."
"If Wuyou ever gets flipped in the dream realm, then we might as well hand over the Netherworld on a silver platter."
They too had such confidence in ng Wuyou.
The reason was none other.
Long ago Xuanqing asked ng Wuyou a question.
Does Pangu also dream?
ng Wuyou responded with a smile: Without Pangu's dreams, where would the Primordial co from?
"But Shen Ni still needs to be dealt with!"
Ming River walked the path of Killing Dao and had no tolerance for enemies.
"That's true."
Xuanqing nodded slightly: "If we can't kill him imdiately, we must still trouble him, keeping the fellow busy."
"Just so happens, I know where we can encounter him."
"Main Temple?" Ming River imdiately thought of the Chaos Pearl affair.
"Right!"
Xuanqing said with a smile: "I really don't believe that Shen Ni, who loves to stir up trouble, would pass up such excitent!"
"What are you talking about? What is the Main Temple?"
ng Wuyou was puzzled; had the world changed while she slept?
Xuanqing briefly explained to her.
ng Wuyou suddenly understood, her beautiful eyes sparkling.
"Then we must dispatch many Dao Bodies; otherwise, we may not be able to stop Shen Ni."
"Exactly!"
Ming River slapped his chest: "I'm good at this!"
He had already perfected the derivation of the Blood Divine Sons, dividing them into forty-eight million incarnations with ease; if not now, then when?
"Why don't we form our own team and take a look at the Main Temple?"
ng Wuyou thought the Main Temple was interesting and decided to check it out in person.
"That's indeed possible."
Xuanqing agreed with this proposal.
(Ancestor Dragon: Don't co over here!)
"Seal the Netherworld, let's also call Wangchuan!"
Ming River thought of his little brother.
Soon, the ever-idle Wangchuan was pulled out from under the Naihe Bridge by Ming River.
"Taking you out for so fun!" Ming River slapped Wangchuan's shoulder.
"Really?"
Wangchuan was overjoyed.
Xuanqing greeted the Divine Peach Tree.
"Daoist, the Netherworld is sealed, we're stepping out for a bit."
"Okay!"
Shen Tu and Yu Lei sealed off the Netherworld.
——
Ninth Main Temple.
The main god of this temple was the Third Ancestor of the Dragon Clan — Ying Long.
That day, like always, she was sifting through the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds for those with fate through the Cangxuan Pearl.
"Hmm, those few squads going to the Yin Yang Universe seem to have been totally wiped out?"
In the void beyond the giant luminous orb, Ying Long, holding a Star Map, scrutinized the point representing the Yin Yang Universe.
"There's a problem!"
"Send a few more squads to investigate!"
Ying Long expanded the selection range and slightly raised the upper limit of the potential candidates' cultivation level.
"We need to find so experienced teams to lead the newcors."
After choosing for a while, Ying Long selected two teams that she favored.
Soon, the vast hall shimred with mysterious light.
The first to appear was a young being, with sword-like eyebrows and a piercing gaze, carrying a Divine Sword on his back.
"I'm back."
The youth looked around; the hall was empty on both sides, his teammates hadn't made it back.
After a mont of silence, he walked to the center of the hall.
"Main God, settling the mission."
While the youth was exchanging for his rewards, two more flashes of light appeared.
"Main Temple... mission... must not disclose information... violators..."
A black and a white figure appeared, muttering to themselves.
The youth raised his eyebrow; newcors?
He looked to the side.
One was wearing white robes and a white hat, tall and thin with a smiling face.
The other in black robes and a black hat, burly with a fierce visage.
Such a starkly contrasting pair, and there was a peculiar feature — lines of text on their hats.
The white hat read: "Prosper at First Sight";
The black hat read: "All Under Heaven in Peace".
These words were all Innate Taoist Texts, yet the youth recognized them with ease.
The youth's expression shifted; having exchanged his rewards, he took a step forward, "Biyou Heaven, Li Ming, I've seen both of you."
"Great Fuli Soil, White Impermanence, I've t the Daoist."
White Impermanence smiled and bowed his hands towards Li Ming.
"Great Fuli Soil, Black Impermanence!"
Black Impermanence had a cold face, looking unwelcoming to strangers.
These two were none other than Xuanqing and Ming River.
[Where are Wuyou and Wangchuan?]
[Changed location, the main god of this temple knows her; worried about getting recognized.]
[What about Wangchuan...]
[Wangchuan might be afraid of you, so he followed Wuyou.]
[Afraid of for what?]
[Who makes you always scare him.]
While they communicated through transmitted voices, they exchanged pleasantries with Biyou Heaven's Li Ming.
"Wow, where is this?"
A woman with a perfect waist and taller stature patted her chest in a startled manner.
She looked around curiously with her eyes.
"Main Temple..."
A stream of information appeared in her mind.
A mont later.
Several more silhouettes of light appeared beside the girl.
"Who are you?"
The girl was startled once again, she shrank her head back like a frightened little rabbit, retreating slightly.
"Jiuge, Great Fate Master."
The Great Fate Master was the Green Robed Dragon God, who responded with an aloof and indifferent temperant.
"We co from the Jiuge World, you can call Jun Yunzhong."
Jun Yunzhong was Red Cloud; he wore a feathered robe and his body shimred with endless brilliant light.
He had a refined and affable manner.
Standing by their side was a calm and steady man.
"Jiuge World, Lord Xiang." Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly to the girl.
Seeing the sowhat panicked girl, Red Cloud asked gently, "You're a newcor, aren't you?"
"How about considering joining our team?
"Our squad's ranking in the Divine Palace's [Void Fantasy Realm] is sixth, very reliable!"
The girl hesitated as she looked at Red Cloud's approachable deanor.
"Thank you."
"You're a kind person!"
After speaking, the girl swiftly ran over to Xuanqing.
"Hello, I am Ruoxi from the Yao Ming Great World, may I join your team?"
Red Cloud's smile froze on his face.
Great Fate Master's stern lips curled into a slight smile.
Zhen Yuanzi shook his head, stepped forward, and patted his shoulder: "Undue kindness is either from a scoundrel or a thief."
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