As soon as Zhang Zhiwen wrote the words' The story is not over 'in his dream, a miracle happened.
The bridge under Wei Huo and the others' feet emitted a seven-colored light. The five words at the source disappeared and were replaced by the seven-colored bridge that kept extending.
Everyone looked at this scene in amazement.
The Dao Lord said, "Was our world created by the creator in his dream?"
Wei Huo said, "Yes, it seems like ending this work in a dream in a hurry was his regret. Before he died, he made up for this regret."
The regret had been made up for, and the bridge under their feet that led to reality started extending again. The story was not over yet, so the bridge, which was known as the main storyline, had to continue extending.
Behind the pitch-black ending was the seven-colored bridge of light. Wei Huo and the others stepped onto the seven-colored bridge and kept moving forward. The surrounding passageway, which had been illuminated by the bloody light, had turned completely colorful.
The scene around them kept zooming in. Gradually, they saw bright red blood, and further ahead, they saw a pure white wall. It was a skull!
The real world was waving at them.
…
At that moment, Zhang Zhiwen fell to the ground because the floor under him had shattered.
Yang Dong rushed down in hot pursuit and punched Zhang Zhiwen's head. His aim was to shatter Zhang Zhiwen's brain and destroy Zhang Zhiwen's imaginary world.
However, just as Yang Dong's fist was about to hit Zhang Zhiwen's brain, a seven-colored light emitted from between Zhang Zhiwen's eyebrows.
As soon as the seven-colored light appeared, many voices were heard around Yang Dong.
"Is this the real world?"
"Wei Huo didn't lie to us. We've come to reality."
"This world is very ordinary!"
"In the end, the creator reversed everything!"
"If he had not ended the story in the first place, there would not have been so much trouble."
"You're wrong. That was a dream. How can you do whatever you want in a dream world?"
"But just now, the creator used his own will to change the ending."
…
There were too many voices, endless voices. There were at least 200 people talking around Yang Dong. These people were all talking at once, constantly commenting on this world.
Moreover, these people's voices were transmitted through a spiritual medium. Even if Yang Dong closed his five senses, he could still hear their voices.
Yang Dong was about to go crazy. The voices kept ringing around him. At the same time, they kept telling him that the fantasy creatures in Zhang Zhiwen's brain had all run out.
"Just a little more!" Yang Dong shouted unwillingly.
After roaring, he turned around and fled. No matter how unwilling he was, he could only flee now. As long as he could escape, there would still be hope.
At this moment, a voice sounded from Zhang Zhiwen's left. "I've said it before. Doing this will allow you to leave the imagination space and build a bridge between illusion and reality. You can still go back if you want to."
Then, another voice sounded from Zhang Zhiwen's right. "There's no need to go back. I'll start a new journey in this new world."
The seven-colored light kept wrapping around Zhang Zhiwen, and the injuries on his body kept healing. The broken leg, the pierced chest, and the brain damage caused by the poison were all healed in an instant.
Wei Huo watched Yang Dong leave and asked Zhang Zhiwen, "Do you want to let that guy go?"
Zhang Zhiwen shook his head. "I'm not such a stupid person. I'm sure …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Zhiwen rushed out and headed straight for Yang Dong. Although Yang Dong planned to escape, it was obvious that he wanted to take the two girls hostage. Unfortunately, Zhang Zhiwen did not plan on giving him the chance to do so.
"I'm not done!" Zhang Zhiwen shouted, but his body had already rushed toward Yang Dong.
The Dao Lord said, "Is this the body of the Creator? It's really fragile! "
Wei Huo said, "In this ordinary world, this body is the limit."
It was obvious that Zhang Zhiwen's body had been modified by Wei Huo, but that was all. He could not become stronger unless his genes were changed. However, that could only allow Zhang Zhiwen's body to reach the biological limit.
Of course, Mythical creatures would not take this seriously.
Boom! Zhang Zhiwen's fist landed on Yang Dong's face, but it did not cause any visible damage.
However, Yang Dong screamed in pain. Then, the fantasy creature controlling Yang Dong's body was suddenly blasted out of Yang Dong's body.
It was a gigantic demon with two horns on its head. The demon soared into the sky as if it wanted to continue escaping, but Zhang Zhiwen's body had already chased after it.
Because he wasn't the one controlling his own body, Zhang Zhiwen specifically asked, "Excuse me, who is controlling my body now?"
Wei Huo replied, "At that moment, over 200 Mythical creatures are hidden in your body. Even this body of yours can destroy Earth with one strike. Yi Mo, your control is not enough to control this body. That's why we can only control your body."
Zhang Zhiwen, who was shocked, said, "You have to control it well."
Zhang Zhiwen chased after him and grabbed the demon's neck. His powerful mental strength instantly enveloped the demon and prevented it from moving.
Confused, Zhang Zhiwen asked, "Why didn't you kill him?"
The mental strength of over 200 Mythical creatures could probably destroy the Solar System and break the spacetime barrier, let alone destroy Earth.
Wei Huo said, "I didn't kill him because I wanted to do an experiment."
After Zhang Zhiwen grabbed the demon, he immediately rushed toward Yang Dong. Yang Dong had already fainted, but it was obvious that Wei Huo and the other Mythical creatures did not plan on letting him go.
Zhang Zhiwen came back to his senses and asked, "Could the experiment you're talking about be …"
Wei Huo said, "We really want to know if the fantasy creature that appeared in his mind will die if this person dies."
Countless voices were heard beside Zhang Zhiwen and Yang Dong again.
"Yes, we have to do this experiment."
"That's right. We have to figure this out. If the creator dies, will the fantasy creature he created survive?"
"What is the relationship between the creator and the fantasy creature like? Does the creator have the ability to control fantasy creatures? "
"What will happen if you destroy a fantasy world?"
…
The 200-odd Mythical creatures started communicating mentally again. Their actions turned this place into a large public chat channel. Even the nearby animals and humans could hear their conversation, let alone them.
Zhang Zhiwen did not know what to say. He knew that Yang Dong was actually innocent. The one in the wrong was the demon that had controlled his body. However, the problem was that in the eyes of these Mythical creatures, right or wrong was not important.
At that moment, Wei Huo said, "Zhang Zhiwen, we can give you face. If you don't want to kill him, we won't attack. We'll just wait until he dies of old age."
The voices rang out around them again.
"From the looks of it, he can live for at most 60 years. That's not too long."
"We can wait 60 years. We can give the creator some face and not kill him."
"Yes, we have to give him face."
Zhang Zhiwen was speechless.
Over 200 Mythical creatures were giving him face. That was quite a lot of face.
In the end, Zhang Zhiwen's body did not kill Yang Dong because the 200-odd Mythical creatures had sensed his emotions. That was why they had stopped. As they had said, they could just wait for Yang Dong to die of old age.
At the same time, police sirens came from afar. Zhang Zhiwen said, "We have to go!"
Wei Huo said, "Take everyone away!"
A Mythical creature immediately possessed Yang Dong, Xiao Ting, and Chen Cheng. Then, the four of them soared into the sky and flew southeast.
After leaving the scene, Zhang Zhiwen suddenly asked, "If the world I'm in is also a story …"
He recalled what the demon that had controlled Yang Dong's body had said. Indeed, his luck was too good. Miracles would happen at critical moments. That was why he had asked that question.
The Snake God said, "My path of transcendence has no end. I will continue transcending."
Zhang Zhiwen said, "If this story is over …"
Zhang Zhiwen did not know what he had done in his dream. It was his will that had caused the miracle.
Wei Huo said, "Don't worry. Even if the story is over, we will do our best to continue it."
A group of Mythical creatures flew into the distance with four people and a demon in their hands. Their story did not seem to be over …
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