Although the dark clouds in the sky were thick, the rain did not become heavier and continued to fall. It was as if there was an immortal above the clouds that was slowly squeezing the rain without exerting too much force.
Therefore, although the curtain of rain formed a curtain of beads from afar, it also had a beautiful meaning, causing the entire city to be in a hazy state. It was like a mirage that revealed reality amidst the illusion.
The sky was also gradually darkening. Perhaps because the setting sun was covered by the clouds, only a small amount of light penetrated through the gaps in the clouds, causing this dusk to be normal only in the areas where the light rays landed. In other places, the speed of time seemed to have increased, causing the curtain of night to rapidly approach.
The pedestrians on the streets were still bustling as usual. The peddlers and urchins were also not much different from what Wang Baole had seen when he opened his eyes previously. There was also the drunkard in the alley. He had turned over and was snoring as he continued to dream.
"Interesting." In the palace, Wang Baole walked forward slowly. His expression was normal, but there was a flash of contemplation in his eyes.
"This dream seems to contain some deeper meaning." Wang Baole stopped in his tracks and turned back to look at the hall where the Xuanchen Heavenly Emperor was. With his current cultivation, he could naturally see that there was something wrong with the Xuanchen Heavenly Emperor.
The other party did not seem to possess much intelligence. It was like a fixed template that carried out the words and actions that were designed in advance. It was just like the living beings outside the palace. At first glance, they seemed lifelike, but upon closer inspection, they were all like the Xuanchen Heavenly Emperor.
"Only Xiaowu …" Wang Baole pondered and took a step forward. In the next instant, his figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in a side hall of the palace. He saw Xiaowu, who had hurried back with grievance and anger.
Almost at the same time that Wang Baole saw Xiaowu, Xiaowu also saw Wang Baole. He paused and suddenly spoke.
"You shouldn't have come."
As soon as he said this, the intelligence on him seemed to have escaped and disappeared without a trace. He became the same as the Xuanchen Heavenly Emperor. The emotions in his eyes also disappeared, turning into calmness.
Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and ignored Little Wu. Instead, with a flick of his body, he grabbed at the top of Little Wu's head. He could feel that in that moment, the spirit on Little Wu's body seemed to have transformed into a wisp of consciousness that was leaving quickly.
However, this wisp of consciousness was confusing. When Wang Baole grabbed it, it seemed to have been caught, but in the next instant, it completely disappeared. This made Wang Baole raise his eyebrows.
"The only color in a white scene?"
"Whoever this wisp of consciousness is in will have intelligence, just like a real person. And the owner of this dream is the original owner of this wisp of consciousness!"
Wang Baole instantly understood. He took advantage of the situation and flew up into the air. In just a few steps, he was out of the palace and hovering in midair above the city. He looked down at the city, searching for traces of the wisp of consciousness. In almost an instant, he found it. His eyes flickered as he focused on an alley, where a drunkard was snoring and sleeping.
However, in the instant that Wang Baole was about to fly over, all of the living beings in the city, regardless of what they were doing, looked up at Wang Baole, regardless of whether they were pedestrians, peddlers, children, or entertainers. All of them looked up at him, hovering in midair.
"You shouldn't have come."
"You shouldn't have come."
"You shouldn't have come."
The same words came out of the mouths of everyone in the city who lifted their heads to look at Wang Baole. When the words came together, it was as if the entire city was roaring. Waves of air surged to the heavens and spread like a hurricane, shaking the heavens and earth.
They formed a powerful barrier that blocked Wang Baole's divine will. At the same time, a shocking force of expulsion exploded out. That force of expulsion came from all of the living beings in the city. It was as if their wills had joined together to replace the Dao of the Heavens, to replace natural law.
Therefore, their unwelcome welcome caused the entire world to reject Wang Baole.
Wang Baole frowned and slowly lifted his right hand to suppress the force. However, it was at this point that a series of coughs could be heard coming from the drunkard in the alley.
As the coughs were heard, the world returned to normal. Everyone seemed to have forgotten about their shouts and returned to normal. At the same time, the drunkard's drowsy eyelids slowly opened. The instant his eyes opened ….
The rain falling from the sky instantly stopped, as did all of the living beings in the city. The pedestrians who had just recovered and were in the midst of hurrying along didn't move. The peddlers who were picking up goods for their customers also kept their hands raised. The children who were playing around also stopped in the middle of their running.
A profound light flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. He took a step forward and descended from the sky into the alley. He stood in front of the drunkard, who had just sat up and was leaning against the wall.
The drunkard's hair was disheveled, his eyes were hazy, and he reeked of alcohol. However, from his appearance, it was possible to tell that he looked exactly like the Xuanchen Emperor.
Seeing this, Wang Baole's eyes were clear. He already had an answer in his heart. The person in front of him was the real Xuanchen Emperor. This was his dream. As for the person in the palace, it was just this person's dream. It was all an illusion.
At this moment, the drunkard leaned against the wall and tilted his head. He picked up the wine jug beside him and drank the remaining wine in one gulp. After exhaling a breath of alcohol, he looked at Wang Baole.
"You have nothing better to do than to disturb my sweet dreams. If it weren't for the aura of my good-for-nothing son of a b * tch on you, I would have chased you out directly."
"Senior, I had no choice but to disturb you," Wang Baole said calmly as he cupped his fists.
"You entered the dream and came here to find the dream master. You want to use the dream to enter the Origin Universe Dao Kong?" The drunkard shook the wine jug and threw it aside.
"Senior, please grant me my wish." Wang Baole wasn't surprised that the person before him knew about this. For an expert like the Xuanchen Emperor, many things could be seen through with a single glance.
"It's almost dark." The drunkard suddenly spoke, saying something unrelated to what he had just said. Then, he closed his eyes.
"Hmm?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, his expression changed. He scanned the entire city with his Divine Sense. At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky had already covered the last ray of sunlight. The ground had turned dark. At the same time, the people who were originally still had all recovered at this moment.
However … their expressions were completely different from that of the day. The couple who were snuggling together under the oil paper umbrella suddenly quarreled. They looked at each other with hateful expressions and cursed at each other.
The children who were playing instantly turned ferocious and started fighting.
There was also the peddler who suddenly took out a knife from his bosom and fiercely pounced on the customer, stabbing him.
Even the singers who had been singing and dancing were like this. It was as if they had become evil spirits. Everyone in the city was like this. During the day, the city had been peaceful, but now, in the night, it was like a ghost town.
Roars, screams, curses, and frenzied voices all erupted at this moment.
The day was like kindness.
The night was extremely evil.
This scene caused great waves to rise up in Wang Baole's heart. He couldn't understand what kind of mentality could cause such a reversal of good and evil in a dream.
"In this dream, everyone has good and evil thoughts." The drunkard's eyes were closed, and he seemed to be talking in his sleep. He pulled out a flagon of alcohol from somewhere next to him.
"You want to use me to leave this place and enter the Origin and Space Dao Void. Therefore, you have to answer me one question. Guess …
"Am I good, or am I evil?
"If your guess is right, I'm willing to wake up and let you enter the Origin and Space Dao Void. If your guess is wrong, I hope you can leave. You … shouldn't have come."
Wang Baole looked at the drunkard. After a long moment of silence, he looked up at the Imperial Palace.
"If you see good, you will be good. If you see evil, you will be evil. It's all up to you."
As soon as the words were spoken, the drunkard's hand that was about to lift the flagon came to a halt, and he fell silent. After a while, his eyes slowly opened, which were filled with blood vessels and an indescribable complicated look as he glanced at Wang Baole once again.
"It's you indeed …" The drunkard murmured, and let out a wry smile. He waved his right hand, causing the world where the city was located to turn blurry, like the bursting of a bubble, which gradually disappeared from the edges.
Wang Baole frowned. The words of the Xuanchen Martial Emperor had left him with a strange feeling.
"Senior, what do you mean by that?"
The drunkard did not answer, but laughed instead. As he laughed, the world turned blurry, and even the alley they were in began to disappear.
Only his laughter, which was filled with complicated feelings and bitterness, echoed in the air.
"I was once a guest who did not want to return, but because of the wine, I was fortunate enough to meet you. You are both a blessing and a calamity …"
"Senior?" Wang Baole's heart shuddered. The words caused the strange feeling in his heart to grow stronger.
"Let me ask you another question." The entire city, including the alley, began to disappear, including the drunkard himself. Just as he was about to disappear completely, the drunkard looked at Wang Baole and suddenly spoke.
"What about you? Are you good, evil, or … is it all up to you? "
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