Chapter 1125: Chapter 1123: A Fairy Wife at Home 2
Dream Dao Attainment: Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
“Yuyao?”
“It’s her?”
“That madwoman escaped from the Holy Hall Cosmos?”
Lin Feng was shocked.
He knew that an unprecedented battle of Supremes seemed to have erupted over in the Holy Hall Cosmos.
But he had been listening to Lisheng Laomu’s sermon, hungry and thirsty for it, truly hearing nothing outside the window, single-mindedly seeking the Void Dao.
The upheaval in the Holy Hall Cosmos was certainly an unprecedented, heaven-shaking change.
It involved many Supremes.
But a person must know their own limits.
No matter how fiercely those Supremes fought, what did it have to do with a cultivator who hadn’t even reached the Half-Step Dao-Fusion Realm?
If he had that kind of time to care about gossip, he might as well listen carefully to the sermon and comprehend more of the mysteries of cultivation.
Anyway, that was what Lin Feng thought, and that was what he did.
Even though during that battle of Supremes in the Holy Hall Cosmos, he had also received a mandatory mission from the Lord God.
He simply used points to exempt himself from it, firmly refusing to go.
After all, setting everything else aside.
Was he supposed to go be cannon fodder for Lin Qi’s Lord God’s Space?
How pathetic would that be?
So when he realized that the owner of the terrifying body whose mere pressure made it impossible for him to raise his head was Yuyao.
Lin Feng was utterly horrified.
This is fucking unscientific!
What were those Supremes doing?
Not being able to trap Yuyao was one thing, but how did she actually manage to gain benefits?
Recalling the miserable past when he had been dominated by that madwoman Yuyao.
Lin Feng’s fist unconsciously hardened, and then he began to hope that Lisheng Laomu would fiercely suppress Yuyao.
Just like how Lisheng Laomu had earlier punched one Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm Mahayana after another.
“Yuyao.”
“So you too have had your own fortunes.”
Lisheng Laomu sat coiled in the Void, her gaze deep and distant, falling upon the Dusk Mother Goddess beneath Yuyao’s feet.
With her power, she saw through the Dusk Mother Goddess’s true state at a glance.
She understood that the Dusk Mother Goddess currently appeared to be completely controlled and driven by Yuyao.
But in reality, the Dusk Mother Goddess’s body was riddled with hidden dangers.
There still remained Emperor Qionggao’s avatar, the West Empress Mother Goddess’s Supreme Emperor Weapon, Kunlun Jade Pool, and the Destruction will born from the Dusk Mother Goddess’s own awakening.
The three forces restrained one another, achieving a certain balance.
Only thus could Yuyao, with a Primordial Spirit power at most equivalent to the early Mahayana stage of the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm, firmly control a Dusk Mother Goddess comparable to a Supreme Avatar.
Against experts below the Supreme level, it was naturally like using an ox cleaver to kill a chicken.
But if she truly faced someone like her, Lisheng Laomu, or a true Supreme Being.
Then borrowed power was ultimately illusory.
“She is very strong.”
“She is truly perhaps only one final opportunity away from true Dao Attainment as a Supreme.”
“How marvelous.”
“Is this what is called the Void Dao?”
“Could it truly create something from nothing, achieving Supremacy without relying on material power?”
The Dusk Mother Goddess rarely transmitted a message to Yuyao.
Clearly it was because of Lisheng Laomu’s state and realm.
The Void Dao truly had other mysteries.
It was neither the Dao-Fusion nor the Dao-Sacrifice path, nor the Heavenly Immortal Dao.
Because where Lisheng Laomu stood, her aura shook the heavens, and she was only a hair’s breadth from a true Supreme.
Yet she was truly the Void of Voids.
No material aura within Lisheng Laomu’s body could be grasped.
Faced with such a Lisheng Laomu, even a true Supreme would have to offer praise.
They would want to know where Lisheng Laomu’s power actually came from.
Could it be that within the Void there was another Truth?
Hearing the Dusk Mother Goddess’s rare transmission, Yuyao did not pay it any mind.
Toward Venerable Lisheng, she held great respect.
After all, if not to open another path for the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm, if not to avoid bringing destruction to the Myriad Realms.
Venerable Lisheng could have, like her Master the Heavenly Immortal Xuandu.
Achieved the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit billions of years ago.
Instead of sitting withered within the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm, wasting billions of years, only to burst onto the scene in the Fourth Era after the Great Destruction arrived.
Such a Venerable Lisheng, even though she had now become Lisheng Laomu, whom the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm wanted to furiously suppress.
Yuyao still gave her the greatest respect.
So she did not act as Lin Qi had instructed before she came.
She did not directly invite Princess Longji and other experts of the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm to attack together.
To delay Lisheng Laomu’s Dao Attainment as a Supreme.
Instead, she decided to come alone, to sit and discuss the Dao with Lisheng Laomu.
Because she had a doubt.
That was, with Venerable Lisheng’s Dao heart, which had sat withered for billions of years, how could it have wavered and collapsed overnight after Huo Yunzi, a Heavenly Demon, descended into the world?
Those who believed that Venerable Lisheng had been stimulated by Huo Yunzi achieving the Dao of the Heavenly Demon, causing her Dao heart to waver and collapse.
Were simply looking down too much on Venerable Lisheng’s persistence of billions of years.
She preferred to believe that Venerable Lisheng had seen the heavenly fate that the Void Dao had no choice but to appear.
Or that Venerable Lisheng’s current actions, incarnating as Lisheng Laomu, sitting in the Void Homeland preaching and demonstrating the Dharma.
Seemed to meet with the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm’s hostility and suppression.
But in reality, it was merely a performance coordinated with the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm.
Of course, it was also possible that she was overthinking it.
But regardless, she wanted to ask Lisheng Laomu face to face.
That was what Yuyao thought, and that was what she asked.
But such a question was destined to receive no answer.
Lisheng Laomu said nothing. She only smiled faintly, rose, and waved her palm.
“Lisheng Laomu, the Void Homeland!”
A fanatical cry, as if omnipresent within the Void, rang out.
With the palm Lisheng Laomu swung out, it rapidly arrived before Yuyao.
Yuyao’s gaze darkened, and instead of retreating, she advanced.
Beneath her feet, the Dusk Mother Goddess immediately raised both arms, meeting the palm Lisheng Laomu swung over.
A soundless wave of light rapidly swept through the Void.
The Void itself was shattered, the Void of Voids was pierced through.
After one exchange.
The Dusk Mother Goddess instantly revealed a fierce light in her eyes. With Yuyao’s tacit approval, she raised both arms and madly smashed toward the Void Homeland where Lisheng Laomu resided.
With this strike, the heavens collapsed and the earth cracked, the Void caved in.
Terrifying, unparalleled power tore apart everything, shattered everything.
Those cultivators listening to the sermon in Lisheng Laomu’s Void Homeland were instantly horror-struck, frozen in despair.
Then they were annihilated one after another in this collision between the Dusk Mother Goddess and Lisheng Laomu.
But the next second.
The cultivators who had already been annihilated in the aftermath of the exchange instantly revived from the Void.
Their faces blank, fear hard to conceal.
Then they died again, revived again, revived again, died again…
So it repeated.
After three thousand consecutive collisions and exchanges.
The Dusk Mother Goddess was finally called to a stop by Yuyao. At this moment, the Dusk Mother Goddess’s Undying Divine Body was already covered in cracks.
As if it were cracked porcelain.
Yet Lisheng Laomu and her Void Homeland remained unmoved and unshaken, just as before.
“The Void is indestructible, the Myriad Beings are indestructible.”
“Yuyao, if you want to break my Void Dao.”
“Relying only on this tricksome thing is not enough.”
Lisheng Laomu spoke lightly, and did not strike at Yuyao again.
Instead, she sat back down cross-legged, smiled, and continued preaching her Void Dao.
Yuyao was thoughtful, glancing at the cracks on the Dusk Mother Goddess’s body that were writhing and recovering, and at the auras deep within the Dusk Mother Goddess that had clearly dimmed considerably.
The auras from Emperor Qionggao, the West Empress Mother Goddess, and the Dusk Mother Goddess’s own will.
The reduction of these three residual forces would clearly help her better control the Dusk Mother Goddess.
So.
Venerable Lisheng really is still on our side.
This thought flashed through Yuyao’s mind, and she felt greatly relieved. She then bowed slightly and said to Lisheng Laomu.
“Venerable.”
“This junior came this time with one more request.”
“Please, Venerable, return the Earth Emperor Book to this junior.”
Lisheng Laomu did not give it. She only said lightly.
“Have Lin Qi come find This Venerable himself to ask for it.”
Yuyao frowned. After a brief pondering, she did not insist.
She rose, about to drive the Dusk Mother Goddess to leave.
Then she heard Lisheng Laomu say.
“You and I have not met for a long time. It is rare to meet once, yet I cannot let you return empty-handed.”
“Let this serve as This Venerable’s return gift.”
“Remember to send Lin Qi my regards.”
As Lisheng Laomu spoke.
A figure flew up, unable to conceal its horror, fury, and unwillingness.
Yuyao’s mind stirred. She ordered the Dusk Mother Goddess to reach out and catch it. She opened her hand to look.
It was Lin Feng.
Seeing Lin Feng sent over by Lisheng Laomu as a return gift.
Yuyao was somewhat surprised, but she did not refuse. She nodded, said thanks to the Venerable.
Then the Dusk Mother Goddess grabbed Lin Feng, who was struggling desperately to flee.
Under Yuyao’s control, they headed toward the Heaven Demon Macrocosm.
…
“So she refused to return the Earth Emperor Book, and instead gave you Lin Feng?”
At the Foot of Mount Xiangji.
Lin Qi and Yuyao stood shoulder to shoulder, truly a pair of immortal lovers.
In the distance.
The Dusk Mother Goddess had restrained her aura, shrunk her body, and crouched on the ground, massive as a mountain.
In her open palm, Lin Feng’s resentment soared to the heavens, his face lifeless as he stared at that dog couple on the mountain.
He was so tired. Just destroy it all.
“I think the Venerable must have her own difficulties.”
“Perhaps she is secretly coordinating with the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm in some way.”
“So her temporary refusal to return the Earth Emperor Book must also have another purpose.”
Yuyao voiced her judgment.
Lin Qi neither agreed nor disagreed, and smiled.
“In that case, then let’s wait until Old Gao and the others get the Yellow Emperor Armor back from Wan Teng.”
“At worst, I’ll go see her myself then.”
“This Venerable Lisheng.”
Lin Qi shook his head, not making a rash judgment, and instead pointed at Lin Feng.
“He has some use now.”
“You have traveled far and worked hard. Accompany me for a few leisurely days first.”
“Later, bring him along to recover all the other memory bodies of mine that may exist in the Myriad Realms.”
“He recently comprehended a new divine ability. Using it here is just right.”
Hearing this, Yuyao was slightly startled.
And Lin Feng, trapped in the Dusk Mother Goddess’s palm, pretending to be dead but actually with his ears perked up high, was instantly terrified.
Fuck.
I just refined the Void Soul-Reaping Art.
Who the hell leaked it to him?!
Lin Feng was very afraid.
Clearly the Lin Qi before him was frail and had not a trace of spiritual power.
But for some unknown reason.
He felt that this Lin Qi seemed even more frightening than when he had boundless spiritual power and vast divine abilities.
Could this guy be pretending to have lost all his spiritual power.
But in reality, had already secretly mastered some earth-shaking, unfathomable Supreme technique?
Thinking of this possibility.
Lin Feng could not help but feel utterly despondent.