When he heard how Wang Baole addressed him, the smile on Ming Kunzi's benevolent face became even gentler. His eyes were filled with gratification. His ancient voice carried a fleeting feeling, as if it had come from the distant past. It echoed in the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion and echoed in Wang Baole's mind.
"Do you … understand?"
When he heard this, Wang Baole's breathing quickened. Although he had realized that everything before his eyes might be a dream and that the memories of the Federation might be his true self, ripples still appeared in his heart when he heard Ming Kunzi's words.
"Do I understand …?" Wang Baole mumbled as he looked at the buildings around him. These buildings were slowly becoming blurry, just like Ming Kunzi's. His gaze could penetrate them and see the mountains and palaces outside. He saw the white clouds in the sky and the familiar figures of the Dark Sect disciples leaping about in midair, coming and going.
He could even hear the bells of the Dark Sect ringing in his ears. It was as if the image of him drawing Corpse Faces appeared before his eyes, as well as various other familiar sights.
After a long while, Wang Baole spoke softly.
"Master, is this a Dark Dream …?"
Ming Kunzi did not give Wang Baole an answer. His smile only became gentler, and his body became more and more blurry. He raised his right hand and waved it. Immediately, three balls of black light flew out from his blurry sleeve and floated in front of Wang Baole.
Each of the three balls of black light was only the size of a fist, but they exuded a shocking aura and waves of energy that spread in all directions. There was also a certain power of law in the vastness of the aura.
Upon closer inspection, the three balls of black light were … a lone boat, a black robe, and a lantern oar!
"Disciples of the Dark Sect can only be given these three Dark Artifacts that can be used to graze the stars when they reach the Spirit Immortal Realm and become a Dark Child … Now, with the passage of time, the Heavenly Dao has fallen, and there are no longer such restrictions."
Ming Kunzi spoke softly. His voice was filled with vicissitudes of life and grew increasingly ethereal. With a flick of his sleeve, the three balls of black light immediately fused into Wang Baole's body and entered his Dark Core, where they transformed into three Dark Patterns!
"I have already fused the three souls you converted into this Nether Artifact and turned them into the Artifact Spirits … Even though all of this is only happening in the Nether Dream, I have created this Nether Dream just for you … The Nether Dream!"
"Therefore, after you awaken, all you need to do is spread out the power of the Dark Core and imprint everything in this dream into the memories of the three souls. Their original memories will be replaced and they will truly belong to you!"
When he heard this, Wang Baole's body trembled. He could feel the parting. Memories of his time in the Underworld Sect flashed before his eyes, and a sense of reluctance rose in his heart.
"Master, are you … inside the Dark Artifact on Mars? Were you the one who summoned me? "Wang Baole asked softly after a moment of silence.
Sensing Wang Baole's reluctance to part, Ming Kunzi raised a blurry hand and stroked Wang Baole's head. His smile grew even more amiable, and after a moment, he sighed softly.
"It was me, and it wasn't me."
"Baole, the Underworld Sect has already fallen. Even I am only left with a remnant of my will, and I am on my last legs in the Underworld Sect's old grounds … When you cultivated the first wisp of Dark Fire, my senses were awakened, and I have been paying attention to it all this time. This time, I unleashed the Path of the Nether Dream and imparted the Dark Art to you … I don't know if I was right or wrong to bring you into the Underworld Sect."
"But you must remember … there is no true right or wrong in this world. Even though the Underworld Sect has fallen, there is no hatred between good and evil. There is only a struggle for the Great Dao!"
"The Underworld Sect was willing to become an Emissary of the Heavenly Dao because this is the Dao of the Underworld Sect!"
"Therefore, the fall of the Heavenly Dao caused the collapse of the Underworld Sect's Dao. That is why the Underworld Sect has fallen … As for you, as the only remaining Dark Child of this generation, it is enough for you to pursue your true heart!"
His words were very clear. Even though Wang Baole had entered the Underworld Sect, he had only learned the Dao. He did not insist on following the Underworld Sect's Dao. It was just like how he had only mentioned the past and the present when he had spoken to Wang Baole after the battle with the Never-Ending Clan's Emperor. He had not mentioned the future at all!
When Ming Kunzi said this, he seemed to be deeply moved. There was even a look of reminiscence in his eyes, as if he was thinking about the past.
"I once had a disciple who was astonishingly talented. It was a pity that he pursued his true heart. Even I only understood it after the Underworld Sect had fallen. Otherwise, if I could have enlightened him back then …" Ming Kunzi shook his head and sighed softly. His body grew increasingly blurry, and he was about to wave his hand to end this Dark Dream. However, at that moment, Wang Baole, who had heard Ming Kunzi's words, was stunned for a moment before he spoke softly.
"Honorable Master, are you talking about Senior Brother Chen Qing?"
This was originally a very ordinary question. Through Ming Kunzi's words, Wang Baole naturally guessed who the disciple his honorable master was referring to was. However, he never expected that the moment he said this, Ming Kunzi would suddenly raise his head. A shocking light shone in his eyes, and even his breathing quickened. Even the world of this Dark Dream trembled as if it was about to collapse!
It was obvious that this was all because of Wang Baole's words. The shock it caused to Ming Kunzi was so great that it was unprecedented!
"Baole, you … How do you know about Chen Qing?! Did someone else tell you, or … did you see him? "Ming Kunzi stared at Wang Baole and spoke slowly. His voice was incredibly low.
This caused Wang Baole's heart to tremble, and he was even more confused.
"I saw him. Honorable Master, didn't you see him as well …?" When Wang Baole said this, his eyes suddenly widened. An inconceivable guess rose in his heart.
"You saw him, huh …?" Ming Kunzi murmured and lifted his head to look around.
"Interesting. However, Baole, I created this Dark Dream just for you. It is real, but it is also illusory. Regardless of whether it is real or illusory, there shouldn't be anyone named Chen Qing in it!"
Ming Kunzi's words caused Wang Baole's breathing to stop. This was exactly what he had guessed earlier. Now that his honorable master had confirmed it, the shock in his heart grew even stronger.
"If there isn't such a person … Then why can I see him …? Senior Brother Chen Qing even taught me how to draw Corpse Faces. He even told me his secret …" As Wang Baole murmured to himself, Ming Kunzi suddenly laughed.
"Baole, this senior brother of yours is incredible. I cast the Dark Dream for you, and he … cast it for me!" Ming Kunzi seemed to have thought of something. He threw his head back and laughed heartily. His laughter was filled with reminiscence and complicated emotions. In the end, he raised his right hand and slapped Wang Baole's forehead.
"Baole, your destiny has come to an end. From now on, you just have to follow your heart. Now … it's time for you to wake up!"
Wang Baole's body trembled violently. He felt as if heaven and earth, and even everything, were reversing at this moment. At the same time, he heard the cracking sounds of broken mirrors. It was as if his consciousness had left his body and was flying continuously towards the stars. As his consciousness flew out, the flow of time seemed to change in front of him. It became incomparably fast, as if endless years had been compressed into an instant!
He saw the galactic domain where the Underworld Sect was located. He didn't know how many years later, but he saw the Emperor of the Never-Ending Clan, as well as countless powerful cultivators, starting a galactic war.
This battle passed by in a flash before his eyes. Then, the entire Dark Sect … turned into dust.
When the cracking sounds of mirrors reached their peak, Wang Baole's consciousness turned black. In the next instant … in the Solar System, under Mars, in the underground world of the Dark Artifact, in the pitch-black void, Wang Baole, who was meditating and sleeping on a lone black boat, suddenly shuddered and opened his eyes!
The moment he opened his eyes, the Dark Fire in his body immediately emitted an icy chill. It was as if everything in the Dark Dream had been brought back to his body! In an instant, dozens of layers appeared and gathered together to form a Dark Core. Then, Wang Baole's cultivation aura suddenly erupted!
At the same time, outside the Solar System, in the depths of the endless stars, there was an area that was listed as one of the Ten Great Forbidden Areas of the Never-Ending Universe! This area was filled with cracks in space. Countless skeletons and galactic storms filled the air. Any living person who entered this place would most likely die!
At this moment, in this area, among the many skeletons, there was a broken stone tablet floating slowly.
Beside this broken stone tablet, there was a middle-aged man. His hands were clasped behind his back as he watched silently. This man was dressed in an ancient black robe. It was impossible to tell his cultivation level, but even when the terrifying cracks in space touched him, they collapsed on their own. From this, one could tell that this person's cultivation level had reached an unfathomable realm!
As for the stone tablet in front of him, it gave off an ancient aura, as if it had existed for a very long time. It was as if there were a large number of names carved on it, but now, those names had all dimmed. Only one name was shining with a strange light.
This name was … Chen Qing!
If Wang Baole were here, he would definitely recognize this stone tablet as the Dark Child Tablet of the Dark Sect. As for the middle-aged man, he looked exactly the same as his senior brother Chen Qing in the Dark Dream, except for the slight difference in age!
This person was Chen Qing!
Looking at the stone tablet, Chen Qing stared at his name for a long time. Then, he suddenly raised his right hand and used his finger to carve three words beside his name on the stone tablet.
It was … Wang Baole!
However, the moment this name appeared, it flashed a few times and then immediately dimmed. It was as if the stone tablet didn't recognize him. However, just as Wang Baole's name was about to disappear, Chen Qing spoke calmly.
"Back then, you didn't recognize my name, so I destroyed half of your tablet. Now, you can try dispersing my junior brother's name. You can try and see what the result will be!"
As Chen Qing spoke, the stone tablet immediately trembled. After a long while, it seemed to choose to compromise. Wang Baole's name no longer dimmed. Instead, it began to shine brightly!
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