Chapter 1188: Chapter 1186: The Final Duel 604-07
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
“Reverse dream and illusion, refine the false into the true!”
“The Peerless Young Master.”
“If you want to save your Junior Sister Qingxue.”
“Then trade it for the Ninth Commandment!”
A vast, cold voice resounded within and beyond the Dream Bubble Shadow.
After Lin Qi turned around, his back to the Myriad Beings.
The Supremes of Old Days, who had already attained the status of the Twelve Pillar Ancestral Gods, impatiently activated their final trump card.
To complete the Dream Bubble Shadow, refine the false into the true, and achieve the final piece of the puzzle for the New World.
They were confident.
They did not believe any further variables would appear.
Because this time, the one they were scheming against was the Peerless Young Master.
A Peerless Young Master born from a wisp of Lin Qi’s unrepentant spirit light.
His birth originated from Zhao Qingxue’s death all those years ago.
His existence was tied to the life of the Little Qingxue before their eyes.
So how could there possibly be any variables?
“Fuck your Ninth Commandment!”
“This Young Master will slaughter you all!”
The Peerless Young Master roared, entering the Abyss alone.
He held his blade horizontally, cleaving through everything.
With the blade in his hand, he would slaughter his way through the Dream Abyss.
To rescue the Little Qingxue suppressed within.
But the road ahead was fraught with hardship.
Countless Supreme Emperor Weapons, condensed from the trump cards the Supremes had once plotted together, howled to life.
Carrying the material edge that had shattered the entire Myriad Realms within the Dream Abyss.
Endlessly, like a tide, they swarmed toward the Peerless Young Master.
Even though the Peerless Young Master’s blade light was unmatched, and any Supreme Emperor Weapon shattered instantly beneath a single strike.
But this still slowed the Peerless Young Master’s steps toward the suppression site.
Thus, Little Qingxue’s life and death were no longer up to him.
A terrifying Supreme Emperor Weapon pierced through Little Qingxue’s body in an instant, igniting her Primordial Spirit.
Her vitality was withering, her Primordial Spirit dimming.
“No, stop!”
“I said stop!”
The Peerless Young Master went mad in an instant, blood and tears filling his eyes. He was forced to halt his steps, not daring to cross another inch into the Abyss.
Because he was utterly certain.
Those damned Supremes could truly, before he could kill his way to Junior Sister Qingxue’s side.
Make Junior Sister Qingxue die completely, her soul scattered to oblivion.
“Reverse dream and illusion, refine the false into the true.”
“Peerless Young Master, this is the Ninth Commandment we require.”
“Begin.”
“If you want your Junior Sister Qingxue to live.”
“Then immediately, with the Supreme Immortal Realm as sacrifice, for us, for the Myriad Beings, bring down the Ninth Commandment!”
The voice of the Supremes of Old Days resounded.
No triumph, only the calm of a settled situation.
Where there is weakness, one can be controlled.
Once controlled, resistance is powerless.
The Peerless Young Master might indeed be the one who inherited Lin Qi’s stunning talent.
And the last Supreme Heavenly Immortal in this world.
Possessing the power to truly contend with Them.
But his weakness was too fatal, his weakness too obvious.
Thus, he was no longer a threat.
This was merely the final harvest, exactly as predicted.
“Old Man!”
The Peerless Young Master roared in grief and fury. He did not look at the suffering Little Qingxue, nor at the calm yet arrogant Supremes of Old Days.
He only gazed at Lin Qi’s figure, back turned to the Myriad Beings.
“You, have you really, really changed?”
“Do you really want to be the Dao Ancestor, be the Supreme, be that damn Immortal Emperor?”
“Answer me!”
“Answer me!”
Yet Lin Qi did not speak, only standing with his back to the Myriad Beings, silently comprehending the newborn Heavenly Dao.
Thus, silence replaced his answer.
The Peerless Young Master coughed blood in grief. Though he possessed power comparable to the Supremes, spiritual power surpassing Heavenly Immortals.
At this moment, he was as fragile as a mortal.
He coughed blood violently. No one wounded him, yet his heart wounded itself.
“So no matter how hard I try.”
“No matter how much I persist now.”
“In the end, I’ll still become a wretched person like you!”
“Lin Qi.”
“You didn’t betray me.”
“You betrayed yourself!”
“The one who once said we’d change this world together.”
“In the end, will still be changed by this world!”
“How laughable.”
“And here I always thought I’d be the one who was different.”
The Peerless Young Master’s grief was beyond control.
Not for his current predicament, nor for his incompetence in saving Little Qingxue.
Even less for Lin Qi’s betrayal.
But because he realized that no matter how pure the youths they once were.
In the end, they would still become sullied adults.
They could not change the world. They would only be changed by it.
What a failed cultivation journey.
The Peerless Young Master murmured, turning to look at Little Qingxue, who gazed back at him in pain yet calm.
As if returning to a time long, long ago.
Back then, youthful spirit, sword in hand, roaming the ends of the earth.
Never thought of becoming an immortal or a patriarch, never thought of eternal invincibility.
Only a sword, a heart of Young and Reckless.
How simple the things they wanted back then.
Merely to use the sword in hand to cut down everything in this world they disliked.
A thousand gold can’t buy my happiness, how could I not be joyful?
Pity, that now, it is no longer the wandering of youth!
“Junior Sister.”
“I don’t want you to die.”
The Peerless Young Master lowered his blade, gazing at Little Qingxue.
Little Qingxue was dazed for a moment, then smiled, like a flower blooming in the desert.
“But some things are more terrifying than death.”
The Peerless Young Master’s hand began to tremble.
The pupils of the Supremes of Old Days contracted. They sensed something wrong and immediately shouted.
“Peerless Young Master.”
“Don’t act on impulse.”
“Don’t forget, the reason you exist is to save her!”
Amid the stern shouts.
Unease spread. The Supremes of Old Days prepared to act, to cut off any possibility of further variables from the Peerless Young Master.
But they were already too late.
Because the Peerless Young Master had already proudly raised his blade.
Carrying the power of the entire Supreme Immortal Realm, in an instant, it illuminated the boundless darkness.
“Don’t be afraid.”
“I’m here with you.”
“Even if we die, we’re still us.”
“We will never become those disgusting versions of them!”
“Junior Sister.”
“Let us change this world!”
“This Young Master is Peerless under heaven.”
“Do you even deserve to make me compromise?”
“Even that dead old man Lin Qi couldn’t make this Young Master bow his head.”
“You, who the hell do you think you are!”
The Peerless Young Master roared, decisively swinging his blade.
That wisp of spirit light Lin Qi gave him back then was not for love, unrepentant unto death.
But simply a single spark of youthful spirit.
That spark of youthful spirit, after so many years, erupted completely.
Thus.
Lin Qi, watch closely!
This strike will be very cool!
Boom!
The Supreme Immortal Realm was falling, the Dream Abyss was collapsing.
In the darkness, the torrent of the mundane world poured forth, to drown the unyielding youth.
But the youth in white merely stood within that torrent of the mundane world.
His spine straight, the blade in his right hand already shattered, the Junior Sister in his left hand already scattered to the winds.
But the proud youth still held his body upright.
Amid the furious rage of the Supremes of Old Days.
Laughing loudly, he raised his middle finger.
“Fuck your Supremes!”
“No one can threaten me!”
“This world used to be yours!”
“But now.”
“I fucking make the rules!”
Amid the wild, unbridled laughter.
The Old World and the New World suddenly collapsed together.
The Ninth Commandment they wanted finally descended.
But it was not their Ninth Commandment.
It was the Ninth Commandment that belonged to the Peerless Young Master!
The youth who once dreamed of roaming the ends of the earth with a sword, of making the four seas his home.
Now.
Junior Sister, let’s go. I’m taking you home!
(Tomorrow, the grand finale)