th about its so-called "plan".The firebird wants to eat the leaves of the hibiscus tree, but the hibiscus tree naturally doesn't want to give them to it. Even if it only senses the firebird's breath,..."Shall we keep fighting"

Just as Jiang Yun exterminated the Daoist Venerable with the power of the Five Peaks of Desolation, in another battlefield extremely far from this one, Gu Bulao calmly spoke.

In the face of the ancient immortal, though the massive horde of demons all stared at him with menacing eyes, none of them dared to speak or move.

After a moment of silence, a voice came from the center of the demon horde: "If Dao Zun is truly dead, then I will take his place and destroy the Nine Extinction Clans!"

As the sound arose, a powerful aura suddenly emanated from the demon horde.

This aura directly surged into the air, instantly condensing into an enormous seal!

Curse of the Living Death!

The Deathly Demonic Seal, like a vast net stretching across the heavens, hung suspended in mid-air, looming over the heads of all the demonic beasts.

Seeing the Seal of Life and Death, a flicker of solemnity crossed Gu Bulao's eternally calm face. He lightly nodded and said, "You're finally going to be serious!"

"Ancient one, I ask you one last time, will you yield, or will you not"

Gu Bulao gazed deeply at the Birth and Death Demon Seal, then suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked at the unconscious young boy in his hand. "I am an unqualified master," he said.

"I only hope that another me can become a qualified master!"

As he spoke, Gu Bulao extended his hand. A luminous orb materialized at his fingertips and gently touched the brow of the young boy.

Within the sphere of light, like ten thousand stars held within, it gently sank into the young boy's brow, causing the sleeping boy to unconsciously furrow his brows.

It seemed to have felt a slight pain, but soon recovered as normal.

After all this is done, Gu Bulao once again raised his palm and said: "But as your master, before all this ends, I will do my best to keep you safe!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Gu Bulao lightly slapped the young boy on the shoulder. It was clear he intended to send the boy off this battlefield and into a safe zone.

However, at that moment, the young boy's eyes suddenly opened, and his ancient face changed instantly.

Even the life-and-death demonic seal hovering above the heads of the demon horde trembled violently.

Then, a voice rose from the horde of demons: "Master Daoist, you're not dead!"

But in Gu Bulao's eyes, a flash of cold light appeared. "No, he is not the Dao Sovereign, he is..."

"Before Gu Bulao could finish his words, the young boy with his eyes wide open interrupted him with a look of bewilderment. 'I, I feel it!' he stammered."

As the little boy uttered these words, a gentle breeze emanated from beneath him, silently spreading outwards in all directions.

This gust of wind swept past Gu Bulao and the countless demon hordes here in an instant, plunging them into a state of stillness. Then it continued to spread farther away.

It has swept across countless worlds, across the battlefields of the Three Tribes and the Temple of God-Slayers, across the entire... cosmos!

Everything in the world, at the moment the wind passed over it, not only fell into stillness but also became unreal.

Just like the moon in water, it fades away with the slightest breeze, disappearing completely at any moment.

……

The roar of a beast and the sudden appearance of a figure broke the endless silence that surrounded them.

And then, the one who had raised the sky also pulled back their foot, along with everyone else, their faces filled with astonishment as they looked over.

A deafening roar came from the eighteen enormous black dragons!

As for this sudden appearance of a figure, it was naturally from the God-Slaying Temple pulled out from behind the Black Dragon!

This also suddenly made everyone realize that up to this point, the mysterious commander of the God Slaughter Hall had yet to appear!

It was when the last land where Jiang Yun's previous gathering of protective formations existed, a finger suddenly shot out to ambush Jiang Yun!

It's clearly the mysterious commander of the God-Slayer's Temple who has appeared now!

But at this very moment, the reason that truly shocked everyone was the aura emanating from this mysterious head coach. It was simply too powerful.

Even, to everyone's feeling, his strength seems to be several points stronger than the previous Daozun!

Therefore, even though everyone knows the mysterious head coach's purpose for appearing is nothing more than to kill Jiang Yun.

But the opponent's speed was too fast, and his strength was too powerful. Just like his previous sneak attack, even though those who wanted to save Ginger Cloud could only stand there helplessly, they couldn't make it in time to stop him.

And the only person who has a chance to make a move is the chieftain of the Huang Clan, Huang Junyan!

Not only is he closest to Jiang Yun in distance, but his strength can also be said to be the strongest among everyone.

However, to everyone's surprise, at this moment, Hou Junyan, looking at the mysterious figure of the head coach, actually showed a hint of hesitation on his face!

This moment of hesitation was seen by everyone, and they were all puzzled.

Huang Junyan was actually hesitating, wondering whether or not to save Jiang Yun.

"Lord Huang!"

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the Samsara Tree, and Lü Lun, as the spirit of the artifact, unexpectedly projected his own visage onto the trunk of the Samsara Tree.

Lü Lun was indeed more worried about Jiang Yun's life and death than anyone else.

After all, he knew best. If Jiang Yun was truly attacked by the mysterious commander now, then even if he survived, his mission would be a complete failure, and he would be forever trapped within the fantasy realm.

Moreover, he had a clearer feeling than anyone else that this illusion was about to end!

Seeing the one most likely to save Jiang Yun, Huang Junyan, was still hesitating, he couldn't bear it any longer. He disregarded everything and shouted at the other person.

However, Hou Junyan merely raised his head, glanced at Lv Lun, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

But, he still hasn't made a move!

Just as Huang Junyan hesitated, the figure had already arrived beside Jiang Yun and raised his palm.

Just then, a gentle breeze invisible to all suddenly swept past.

As the breeze passed by, that figure suddenly stopped.

Everything around suddenly stopped;

Including Lu Lun, everything once again fell into stillness.

But other creatures, frozen in place, became like sculptures, instantly losing all their vitality.

Although Lü Lun was also unable to move, he could still see, hear, speak, and think.

"This is..."

Lü Lun mumbled to himself, a look of bewilderment on his face, but his eyes saw the invisible breeze spreading into the depths of the rift.

After a moment, Lü Lun's confusion gradually gave way to understanding.

This is the manifestation of a person appearing in the dream world, and overlapping with their counterpart within the dream. This triggered an early termination of the dream!

"This man, he is the one!"

Lü Lun's gaze turned towards the mysterious commander of the Divine Slayer Hall.

Although Lü Lun knew the other party was the young man who always followed Dao Zun's avatar, he never expected that in this illusionary ancient era, the other party already existed.

If the dream realm ends now, then Jiang Yun's mission is unfulfilled. The fate of the Wild Tribe remains unchanged. Isn't that...

Just as Lü Lun was astonished, another soft voice suddenly rang out: "No, the illusion cannot end now!"

"Because this isn't the ending I had in mind!"

As the sound faded, everything that had been illusory solidified instantly. All beings that had been frozen in stillness regained their ability to move.

But the mysterious coach's hand finally came down hard.

Its speed was so fast that no one could stop it.

It was at this very moment that Jiang Yun, with his eyes tightly shut, suddenly opened them!

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