Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Chapter 360: Chapter 352: Taking Nearly 100 Wives and Concubines

At this moment, Fang Yang’s eyes narrowed.

He was scrutinizing the glowing orb of his "Luck-Seeking and Disaster-Avoiding" talent in his mind, analyzing his fortune.

’The dream realm stabilizes; a great change is coming...’ This had to be about the opening of the Burying Moon Mountain Dream World.

’Disasters from men and demons will arrive together. Killing intent is like a prison. The future is uncertain...’ ’Does this mean I’m going to be targeted?!’

The disaster from men had to be the Great Xuan Dynasty.

The demonic disaster, then, specifically meant the Red Flame Demon Country.

After examining the three strands of fortune, he instantly had his answer.

’I’ve been targeted!’

Perhaps it was the case of the tallest tree catching the most wind.

Or perhaps someone was taking advantage of the situation to set up a deadly ambush.

In any case, both the Great Xuan Dynasty and the Red Flame Demon Country had their sights set on him.

’My mission is indeed to lead troops to the eastern part of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Emperor’s Dream Realm Mountain Range.’

Fang Yang fell into deep thought.

The depths of his eyes were like a tranquil pool, as still as an ancient well.

...

「Five days later.」

The Burying Moon Mountain Dream World Cluster.

The air here rumbled incessantly, streaked with celestial light and divine radiance.

A Crimson True Dragon, a snow-white Phoenix, a violet-gold divine bell, a starlit Immortal Sword...

At this moment, Fang Yang stood within Qingshan Villa.

He could even vaguely make out the silhouette of an Ancient Cyan Lotus that seemed to connect heaven and earth.

He knew that was very likely Sen Wei’s location.

BZZZZ—

Finally, the rumbling began to subside.

In its wake, a dreamy white mist billowed and churned, threatening to spread outward, at one point even pressing against the borders of Qingshan Villa.

However, the grand formations laid down by the various Venerable lineages, along with the suppression from their legions of Daoist soldiers, kept the dreamy white mist confined, preventing it from surging outward.

"Oh?"

Fang Yang’s eyes lit up as he thought,

’This Burying Moon Mountain Dream World Cluster actually spreads out like a swarm of locusts, with such a strong urge to expand outward.’

’Could this be the starting point of the Age of Dreams?’

’Heh, regardless, for Sub-Venerable Han Wu to value it this much, there must be a great secret here.’

Fang Yang’s gaze was profound.

Just as he was lost in thought, the rumbling rose once more.

This time, it came not from the Burying Moon Mountain Dream World Cluster, but from Qingshan Villa.

Within Qingshan Villa, legions of Flying Boats, Fierce Beasts, and Daoist soldiers were arrayed, enough to blot out the sky.

At this moment, they all mobilized, surging toward the Dream World Cluster with earth-shattering power.

The meat grinder had officially begun!

Yu Zither Immortal, Su Xi, Fu Nuannuan...

The Young Great Saints, one after another, also sprang into action.

Fang Yang took a deep breath, his body and soul trembling.

He knew full well that the coming war in the Dream World Cluster would be a battlefield even more terrifying and bloody than the Battle of Xuan-Yu.

During the Battle of Xuan-Yu, Sen Yue had performed a blood sacrifice on countless tribes just to become a Young Venerable.

This time, how many beings would perish?

This was nothing short of the prelude to a great war across the Eight Domains.

It was the start of an upheaval the likes of which this world hadn’t seen in tens of thousands of years.

Vaguely, he could feel the winds of change.

This generation of Young Great Saints would either ascend to their absolute peak or fall on the battlefield and turn to dust.

Under the watchful eye of Sub-Venerable Han Wu, Fang Yang stepped in as well.

Sub-Venerable Han Wu stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze profound.

’Ah Yang, you must make good use of the five Dream Dao spells I gave you. They are the key to seizing the initiative.’

’At the very least, you must make it out alive and return to Xiaohui’s side.’

...

A crowd of one hundred is a motley crew.

A crowd of one thousand fills the horizon.

A crowd of ten thousand is a boundless sea.

At this moment, the beings who had charged into the Burying Moon Mountain Dream World Cluster numbered well over a million.

And yet, Fang Yang didn’t feel crowded in the slightest.

’Hm? This is...’

Fang Yang’s face remained impassive, but a storm raged in his heart.

He discovered wisps of a grayish-white aura clinging to his first aperture.

This ethereal, grayish-white aura was none other than the Power of Rules of the Burying Moon Mountain Dream World Cluster.

Ordinarily, this Power of Rules was weak and easy to break free from.

But with the massive reinforcement from the various Venerable lineages, it had become like a law of heaven and earth—impossible to resist.

Even if Sub-Venerable Han Wu himself were to arrive, he would likely be forced to halt before it, to say nothing of Fang Yang.

To Fang Yang’s surprise, his Verdant Wood Saint Spear, Kunpeng Divine Feather, and other Saint Realm items were all sealed away.

The Kunpeng Divine Feather was, in fact, the complete form of the Carp Eagle’s Divine Feather.

Not only that, but his 100,000-fold Soul Foundation was also suppressed to a 99,999-fold Soul Foundation.

In short, nothing was allowed to cross the threshold into the Saint Realm.

This was a Saintless World!

’A Saintless World... where one cannot use Saint-rank weapons...’ Fang Yang murmured, a look of realization dawning on his face.

However, it wasn’t all bad news.

For example, the Autumn Wind Cicada Treasure Robe attached to the Kunpeng Divine Feather could still resurrect him once.

In fact, because he was now in a Dream World Cluster, this creation born from a bloodline dream had grown even more miraculous.

Furthermore, his second aperture—the phantom of the Dream Emperor—was becoming increasingly active.

Just by being in the Dream World Cluster, he could feel the Dream Emperor’s phantom absorbing the grayish-white aura and the origin essence of this world with every passing moment, gradually growing stronger.

Most noticeably, his Ruyi Red Gold Sword, Emperor’s Black Robe, and White Feather Immortal Crown—his three Dream Dao Lifebound Spells—were all trembling faintly.

’The school of the Dream Dao?’

A faint smile touched Fang Yang’s lips.

’This place will be my Blessed Land, the foundation of my fortune!’

...

The moment the Burying Moon Mountain Dream World Cluster began to change, the alliance between the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life and the Golden Clan sprang into action.

Meanwhile, the other major powers—the Great Xuan Dynasty, the Red Flame Demon Country, and the Jile Demon Sect, all Venerable lineages themselves—also moved at the same time.

’The School of War has four main branches: Strategy, Disposition, Yin-Yang, and Technique.’

At that moment, the Great Sun Dragon Lady watched from afar as Huo Yingying, Qi Xuanxian, and the others departed.

Her gaze was deep as she thought,

’Xuanxian, I know you specialize in the branch of Disposition.’

’Those who follow Disposition move like thunder and wind. They strike second but arrive first. Their formations are ever-changing and unpredictable, defeating the enemy through speed and agility.’

’As long as you can rendezvous with the White Tiger Demon Lord, Fang Yang will have nowhere left to run!’

And who was this White Tiger Demon Lord?

He was the rapidly rising sun of the Red Flame Demon Country!

In the beginning, the White Tiger Demon Lord was nothing more than an ordinary Cyan Tiger Little Demon.

He was one of the most common soldiers in the Demon Race army, the kind who could perish at any moment on the battlefield against the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life.

But when the dream realms first appeared, he stumbled into one by chance and obtained an ancient, powerful inheritance. In a single leap, he transformed into the legendary White Tiger!

The White Tiger was an innately divine being, guardian of the west, who presided over slaughter and war—a true lord of battle.

The White Tiger Demon Lord’s return instantly revived the long-severed White Tiger bloodline within the Red Flame Demon Country.

He was a lord of revival.

To say nothing of the fact that the White Tiger had already married nearly a hundred wives and concubines. His seed was quite precious, it seemed...

At this thought, the Great Sun Dragon Lady’s eyes turned cold, brimming with chilling killing intent.

’Fang Yang.’

’The destiny of a lord of revival, even if it can’t match that of a clan’s founder, is still on the same level.’

’With the White Tiger Demon Lord as the spearhead and Qi Xuanxian and the others as support, you are doomed this time. There is no escape.’

’I wonder, have you cultivated the Art of One Aperture, Two Aspects?’

’Heh, as long as you’re alive, I can’t rest easy, day or night...’

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