Proving the Dao in a Dream, Scheming Against Cultivators from the Start 313. Chapter 313: Sword, Come 1

Chapter 313: Sword, Come 1

Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators

Dream-Making Expert

“Stand back.”

“I’m about to show off!”

The same words did not only appear in the Peerless Young Master’s message to Lin Qi.

They also rang out beside Ancestor Blaze and the others.

The group that had fought their way out of the Azure Dragon Bone Platform together.

At this moment, they were gathered beneath the Soul Lamp obtained from the White Tiger Young Master’s Ghoul.

Like grasshoppers huddling together for warmth.

They were pondering how to escape with their lives under the dual threat of the remaining Ghouls and the sky-full of blood beasts and souls.

But suddenly.

Everyone heard the Peerless Young Master’s clamor.

The Demon Buddha and the Divine Mother glanced at the Peerless Young Master expressionlessly.

Then they silently stepped back.

Ancestor Blaze’s expression was complicated, words rising to his lips yet swallowing back down.

But under the assumption that the Peerless Young Master was Lin Qi.

He too chose to step back and watch what would happen.

After all, in his mind, Lin Qi was exactly like this.

The others, however, could not help but urge.

“Fellow Daoist.”

“Don’t be rash.”

“We…”

Their urging cut off abruptly.

Because the Peerless Young Master had already leaped out of the Soul Lamp’s protection in a single step.

One hand pointing to the heavens, one hand pointing to the earth.

Before the blood beasts, the souls, and the Ghouls that had been chasing them all along, he raised his head and cried out.

“Sword! Come!”

That unmatched roar resounded through the heavens.

Accompanied by the Peerless Young Master’s stance, as if he held up heaven and earth itself.

And so the crowd could not help but be moved, expectation rising in their hearts, and they instinctively looked in the direction the Peerless Young Master pointed.

A blood-colored sky, blood-colored stars.

Shrouded in blood mist.

Ferocious and terrifying blood beasts and souls, baring fangs and claws, blotting out the sun and sky.

Then, amid howls and roars, they pounced toward the Peerless Young Master.

“Fellow Daoist, careful!”

The crowd cried out in alarm.

The Peerless Young Master’s expression shifted slightly, and he turned and ran right back under the Soul Lamp.

His spiritual power withdrew.

The blood beasts and souls that had pounced lost their sense of the Peerless Young Master.

They could only circle the halo of light cast by the Soul Lamp like headless flies.

So close.

That everyone instinctively held their breath, staring blankly at the Peerless Young Master.

Their eyes all conveyed the same meaning: what the hell are you doing?!

Peerless Young Master: …

After a moment, the Peerless Young Master, furious from embarrassment, ignored everyone’s dissuasion and once again leaped outside the Soul Lamp.

This time he shoved both hands into his pockets, fearless and unafraid.

“I shall shatter the darkness with thunder!”

“Sword! Come!”

Once again he shouted for the sword to come.

Yet the sky was bright red, the blood beasts and souls like a thousand