The Omnipotent Realm was the only realm above the Saint Realm, and also the true end that cultivators could reach.
Yang Jian had imagined the Omnipotent Realm many times before, even thinking that it should be an existence between Dao and reality, and that there might be many forms of Dharma surrounding the body. However, he really did not expect …
Compared to the Saint Realm, the Omnipotent Realm was more like an ordinary cultivator.
This was not a simple return to simplicity, but the Omnipotent Realm had far surpassed Yang Jian's current realm. What Yang Jian had seen was only the tip of the iceberg of the Omnipotent Realm.
Yang Jian could not see, hear, comprehend, or understand the strength of the Omnipotent Realm. Therefore, he could only see a one-sided side of the Ninth Omnipotent Realm, a side that Yang Jian could understand.
If Yang Jian had already entered the Saint Realm, he might have been able to fully understand the terror of the person before him.
Of course, this was also related to the fact that Yang Jian was currently in a dream.
A dream of the Netherworld, and he had to meet the Ninth Omnipotent Realm.
Yang Jian really wanted to point at the Ninth Omnipotent Realm and scold the Omnipotent Realm, but when the words reached his mouth, he could only say a few words in rebuttal, unable to actually speak.
This was respect for the strong. No matter how the Omnipotent Realm the Omnipotent Realm had cultivated, it was still an Omnipotent Realm.
The Omnipotent Realm's invitation was actually a form of recognition for Yang Jian; Yang Jian's stern refusal was also a form of adherence to his own bottom line.
This was a stance that could not be changed.
The Ninth Omnipotent Realm already had the intention to send the guest off, but Yang Jian did not know how to leave this dream.
At this moment, the light around them changed. A ray of immortal light came from the sky, turning into a few graceful fairies. They circled around the two, accompanied by laughter.
The Ninth Omnipotent Realm only watched quietly, pondering for a while. A faint smile appeared on his lips, as if he had seen through the details of this dream.
Yang Jian, on the other hand, watched the changes around him with confusion. He was currently in a rather passive position, not knowing what would happen next …
From the looks of it, the owner of this dream was about to appear?
The Ninth Omnipotent Realm laughed softly and said indifferently, "I never thought that there would be such an extraordinary person in the primordial world. Why don't you show yourself? You seem to have similar abilities to an old friend of mine. "
Yang Jian couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Clearly, this dreamscape had nothing to do with the Ninth Paragon, who had also been dragged into this dreamscape.
Could it be that Eldest Martial Uncle really …
Suddenly, a cloud of mist floated in front of them, condensing into four rows and four columns of sixteen large characters. Strangely, whether it was the Ninth Strongest or Yang Jian, these sixteen characters were all facing up.
"There are illusions in dreams and realities in the real world. All living things have spirits, so why exhaust yourself? '
"Ha … haha, hahahaha!"
The Ninth Utmost Being suddenly threw his head back and laughed, his hands behind his back. There was a hint of mockery in his laughter. "It's just that your divine abilities are similar, so you shouldn't be my old friend. Such words are truly laughable. All of you are but frogs in a well. You don't know the complete picture of this tangible world, yet you claim to be righteous for all living beings. Truly laughable. "
Yang Jian muttered to himself for a moment. Clearly, the owner of this dreamland had dragged him here to 'make peace' with the Ninth Paragon.
Although this idea was a little laughable, if he thought about it carefully, if he could really persuade the other party to give up on the war against the Primordial Universe, he could also avoid suffering.
However, it was too difficult for Yang Jian to lower himself and make a sincere plea.
Yang Jian made up his mind. He couldn't let down the owner of the dreamland's good intentions. He would just treat it as a negotiation before the two armies fought.
"The tangible world that you speak of should include the Eternal Divine Nation, right?"
"Of course. The Chaos Sea where the Primordial Universe is located is just a corner of the tangible world. There's a wider world outside, but you won't have the chance to step out."
Yang Jian said indifferently, "Isn't this because a senior cut open the Chaos Sea back then?"
The Ninth Utmost Being's eyes lit up. "You really know a lot. You actually know the story of that lord. Since that's the case, why don't you submit to me? Why are you so fixated on the so-called righteousness of all living beings? "
"What you said doesn't make sense at all," Yang Jian said. "I came here today to have a face-to-face conversation with you. May I know your Daoist name?"
"You don't deserve to know yet."
"Alright." Yang Jian nodded and looked at the Ninth Utmost Being. "Today, I boldly represent the Primordial Universe. If you can disperse these evil spirits and ferocious beasts and no longer make the Primordial Universe your enemy, the Primordial Universe will not make things difficult for you. What do you think?"
The Ninth Utmost Being's expression turned a little strange. "Are you serious?"
"Of course."
"Alright, I'll give you a clear answer. Listen up, Yang Jian!"
The Ninth Utmost Being took a step forward. His originally ordinary self suddenly transformed into a hundred thousand feet tall in the dream. Waves of green and red aura surged out from his body like giant pythons. His beard and hair danced in the wind, making him look like a demon god!
"The destruction of the Primordial Universe is imminent. If the living beings of the Primordial Universe resist to the end, the Primordial Universe will be reduced to ashes. If you follow my will, I will spare your life! "
Yang Jian exhaled softly and looked up at the giant in front of him. He still looked calm, but his back was drenched in cold sweat.
"Since that's the case, the next time we meet, we must fight to the death."
"Although your cultivation is lacking, your temperament is not bad. If I allow you to continue cultivating, you will definitely become a huge problem. Yang Jian, when you stand in front of me in the future, I will not show you any mercy. "
Alright, the negotiations have completely collapsed.
Although this was also within Yang Jian's expectations, he could not help but sigh softly in his heart.
The Great Primordial Calamity was unavoidable, so this was nothing.
With a thought, he felt as if his body was being pulled by a force. Everything in front of him gradually became blurry, turning into mist again as he rapidly retreated.
The figure of the ultimate powerhouse was gone, the ferocious beasts that could be seen everywhere were gone, and the countless vengeful ghosts were also gone.
As he floated, he returned to the edge of the abyss and heard a soft sigh.
Turning his head, he saw that it was still that figure with a blurry face, standing there with his hands behind his back.
"Senior … Uncle-Master?" Yang Jian asked tentatively. The blurry figure gradually became clearer. It was the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du, who was dressed in a long robe.
Xuan Du smiled and asked, "What do you think?"
Yang Jian smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle-Master, if you want me to talk to the ninth supreme powerhouse, you should have told me in advance."
"If you could let the Primordial World avoid this calamity with just your mouth, I would have invited you down a long time ago." Xuan Du scolded him with a smile. "I just wanted you to experience the elegance of a supreme powerhouse. Look at you, you can't even sense how strong the other party is."
"Uncle-Master, can you sense it?"
Xuan Du immediately shook his head and explained, "I can only probe in my dreams, and I can't probe too clearly."
"Speaking of which, Uncle-Master's Dream Inducing Technique is really powerful," Yang Jian said calmly. "Just now, that supreme powerhouse said that Uncle-Master's mystical ability seemed to be familiar to the other party …"
"Actually, this cultivation technique of mine was also picked up from a ruin."
Xuan Du explained seriously and looked at Yang Jian sincerely. Yang Jian was silent for a moment and could only nod and smile.
"I'll send you back. You've made a life-and-death agreement with the ninth supreme powerhouse. In the future, when the great calamity comes, you have to take care of yourself."
"Yes, thank you for your concern, Uncle-Master."
Yang Jian cupped his hands. Xuan Du waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind swept Yang Jian's figure into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
After Yang Jian left, Xuan Du stared at the abyss in front of him for a while in the land of dreams.
"These two little bastards … Forget it, I can't control you anymore …"
Shaking his head, the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du stretched and closed his eyes.
The surrounding dream was like a scroll that was slowly rolled up. It was born from nothingness and destroyed from nothingness. When Xuan Du opened his eyes on the iceberg in the North Ocean, everything would only exist in the memories of the three existences.
It was like a dream, yet real, yet illusory.
Under the Nether Stream, on the deepest short mountain, the Daoist sitting cross-legged on the peak of the mountain did not even open his eyes. There was a smile on his lips.
In the Chaos Bell, in a place where the flow of time was different, Yang Jian opened his eyes and was stunned for a while. He did not know where the wind came from, but he felt his entire body turn cold. His clothes were drenched in cold sweat.
Facing a supreme expert, even with the protection of the dream, Yang Jian's mystic body was still "horrified".
The "ordinary person" with an extraordinary demeanor appeared in front of his eyes. Then, he thought of the fiendcelestial that seemed to be able to devour the world. The vicious words that the other party had said echoed in his heart …
That was a powerful enemy that had injured both sides. It was also a great enemy that the Primordial World was about to face.
There were a total of eight such opponents. In fact, the first one to appear was the weakest and most useless of the nine supreme experts.
How should I pass this test?
Yang Jian sat there and let out a long sigh. After sitting down, he could not help but be stunned for a while. However, he entered cultivation faster than before.
He did not tell the Saints what he had seen in his dream. Firstly, he was afraid that he would destroy the morale of his side. Secondly, he was afraid that he would cause trouble for Uncle-Master Xuan Du. Thirdly, the situation he saw was similar to what the Saints had expected.
Since the ancient times in the Primordial World, there had been a rough estimate of the mighty figures and mystical abilities that had passed away in the world. If these existences were brought back to the Primordial World by the supreme experts, they could roughly guess the enemies they were going to face.
He hoped that the Wu people would not be among them. Otherwise, it would be too ironic for the blood of the God of Pan to become the enemy of the Primordial World.
Those were a little uncertain. Yang Jian could vaguely sense that under the shape of the evil spirit and ferocious beast, there was an aura that was similar to that of Big Sister Houtu.
Forget it, no matter what …
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