Chapter 1114: Chapter 1112: Dog Bites Dog 1

Chapter 1114: Chapter 1112 Dog Bites Dog 1 (1/3)

Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators

Dream-Making Expert

The Holy Hall Cosmos.

Yuyao awoke from her slumber.

She had a dream. She dreamed that Lin Qi told her within the dream that the day of her escape was soon to come.

She was lost in thought, gazing toward the Dusk Mother Goddess, whose shadow spread like the Abyss.

During the time she had slept, the Dusk Mother Goddess had grown much stronger.

She had completely become an indescribable monster.

Like an Abyssal vine without a trunk, or a deep-sea octopus without a head.

But in truth, any possible description of the Dusk Mother Goddess's form was wrong.

The absolute chaos and madness that could not be defined or described was the only possible shape of the Dusk Mother Goddess at this moment.

Even though over these years, she had long since grown accustomed to entangling with and resisting the Dusk Mother Goddess.

Every single time she cast her gaze upon her.

She would still feel a terrifying, despair-inducing, maddening aura of chaos assail her.

It wanted to make her into a part of that absolute chaos and madness as well.

No.

Rather, this was the authority and status within the God Race that the Nine Supreme Ancestor Gods of the God Race had originally intended to bestow upon her.

Representing the absolute undefinable, indescribable God-Spirit that would drive the entire Cosmos into mad chaos and be known by the Myriad Beings as the Lord of Chaos.

Of course, there was a more concise way to put it.

That is, the Nine Supreme Ancestor Gods of the God Race hoped to use her, to make her into the sharpest sword in the God Race's hands, one that could sever all order.

But they did not wish for a sword to possess a will of its own.

Simply put.

The fate the Nine Supreme Ancestor Gods of the God Race had designed for her was that of a weapon.

A Dusk Sword shaped by the God Race, yet controlled by no one, not even Yuyao herself.

On the day the sword rises, the Myriad Beings face their dusk.

And the Nine Supreme Ancestor Gods of the God Race would, through subduing this Dusk Sword she had become, steadily grasp and seize the highest authority of the New World.

This was not some novel and intricate scheme.

Merely the ancient method of nurturing a threat to preserve one's own standing.

Though ancient and stale, it was effective.

And if Yuyao had not guessed wrong.

Then factions like the God Race, who sought to create monsters capable of destroying the world in order to usurp the identity of the Savior, were absolutely not limited to the God Race alone.

The Demon Race, the Daoist order, the Buddhist order, the Spirit Race, and even the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm.

They might all be secretly racing against time, wanting to create their own terrifying monsters capable of bringing apocalyptic disaster to the New World before the New World Lin Qi had forged was even born.

After all, the firmest faith is born only from tribulation.

While amidst tranquil, peaceful prosperity, there is only rampant materialism and deteriorating morals.

So it was for the Myriad Beings, and so it was for her.

At least after facing the Dusk Mother Goddess, a monster brimming with chaos and madness, for thousands of years.

The chaos and madness that poured down from the Dusk Mother Goddess's unceasing erosion had instead made her inner self become incomparably calm and resolute.

That flash of spiritual conviction from back then, which had descended after Lin Qi manipulated dreams to help her break through to Return to Void, and which could not really be considered particularly firm.

Now, it had become so clear and unshakable.

Not some great conviction.

Merely what she had once said to Lin Qi offhandedly.

Today you ferry me across; in days to come, I ferry you across.

So how do I ferry him across?

Yuyao once again unconsciously fell into thought.

Her thinking had become extremely slow under the Dusk Mother Goddess's influence.

So much so that even after all these years, her thoughts still had never arrived at a definite answer.

The only thing she could be certain of was that the longer she persisted in resisting the Dusk Mother Goddess.