Free Web NovelChapter 260: Chapter 258: The Imperial Venerable’s Prophecy
The Dream Emperor!
A mysterious existence revered as an ’Emperor’ within the school of the Dream Dao.
Without a doubt, the potential of this Dream Emperor inheritance was even greater than that of the Kun Peng inheritance.
According to Huanwu the Great Saint, it wouldn’t be long before the world underwent a massive change, allowing the school of the Dream Dao to flourish.
In gaming terms, the meta was about to shift.
Under these circumstances, the importance of the Dream Emperor inheritance was self-evident.
In that instant, Fang Yang felt a divine sense of purpose, as if the Mandate of Heaven was with him.
He narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, suppressing and erasing this strange feeling.
Just then, the ball of light in his mind that sought fortune and avoided calamity suddenly flickered, forming words:
[The dream reveals itself, an emperor’s fate bestowed. Your path meets a crossroads once more. It is time for the hidden dragon to remain in the abyss, not for the soaring dragon to ascend to the heavens.]
[Neutral Fortune: Do not reveal the Dream Emperor’s phantom. Cultivate alone, accumulate power slowly, and unleash it when ready. However, karmic ties are entangled; be cautious in the future. Outcome: Average.]
[Worst Fortune: Reveal the Dream Emperor’s phantom to the outside world. You may obtain a Tier Eight opportunity, but the Evil Dragon will feast, a pack of tigers will besiege you, and you will be trapped in a kill-or-be-killed situation with no hope of survival. Outcome: Ominous!]
"This..."
Seeing the fortunes, Fang Yang’s pupils contracted sharply.
Dangerous. This was far too dangerous.
According to the fortunes, if he didn’t keep the Dream Emperor’s phantom hidden, he would be forced down a path with no hope of survival.
Among the warnings, the phrase "the Evil Dragon will feast" sent a chill down his spine.
If he remembered correctly, the term "Evil Dragon" had appeared in a previous fortune.
That Evil Dragon was none other than Sen Yue!
Fang Yang let out a long, heavy breath. His blazing excitement felt as if it had been doused by a bucket of cold water, and he instantly calmed down.
He regained his composure faster than he’d expected.
With Sen Yue’s history of sacrificing thousands of his own clansmen, it was difficult for Fang Yang not to be on guard.
Sen Yue, his quasi-brother-in-law, was not a good person!
As a monarch, an emperor, it was easy to imagine that Sen Yue would never allow a peer, let alone a junior, to surpass him.
Furthermore, the higher one’s position, the more aware they were that the Dream World was on the verge of manifesting.
Therefore, matters related to the school of the Dream Dao—especially a creation with as much potential as the Dream Emperor’s phantom—were certain to attract the covetous gazes of others.
In that moment, the room was pitch-black and silent.
There was no wind, no rain, only the sound of Fang Yang’s own breathing.
He sat quietly for fifteen minutes, suppressing the various stray thoughts in his mind.
Then, he rose to his feet and walked out of the Frost White Stone House.
...
The sky was a brilliant blue, and the sun shone brightly.
Fang Yang strolled casually along the beach, relaxing his mind.
At his side, the Small Frost Horse trotted along, keeping pace with him.
He took a second look at the Small Frost Horse.
It was now at the Tier Two Middle realm!
"Not bad, not bad at all."
He stroked the Small Frost Horse’s mane, not stingy with his praise.
Hearing this, the Small Frost Horse proudly kicked up its hooves and began to run about joyfully.
Watching the Small Frost Horse’s retreating back, he subconsciously clasped his hands behind him and began to take stock of his gains from the bloodline dream.
His harvest from this bloodline dream was immense, far beyond what an ordinary person could imagine.
The first was the second aperture, the Dream Emperor’s phantom!
The Second Aperture technique was the true inheritance of the Blissful Demon Venerable. It was the fundamental method that allowed the Blissful Demon Venerable to creatively achieve the Great Sage Realm with only a Grade A Sacred Body.
Combined with the unique nature of the Dream Emperor’s phantom, this was more than just a Tier Seven opportunity.
In Fang Yang’s mind, it could be compared to a Tier Eight or even a Tier Nine opportunity.
It was enough to allow an ordinary person to defy the heavens and change their fate, and it gave Fang Yang a glimmer of hope for surpassing Sen Wei and Sen Yue.
The second gain was his proficiency in various schools of cultivation.
Originally, his proficiency was at the Master level for the dual schools of Thunder and Fire. He had been stuck there, unmoving, needing the magic of time to break through the barrier.
But now, his proficiency in the dual schools of Thunder and Fire had reached the level of Quasi-Master.
This was a good trend. While not a major qualitative leap, it was still extremely noticeable growth!
The third gain was the growth of his skills.
He had not only become a Tier Three Alchemy Master, but also a Tier Five Talisman Master of Thunder Dao Talismans and Fire Dao Talismans.
At his age, possessing such skills was enough to be proud of.
The fourth gain was an increase in knowledge.
He had also obtained the refining method for the Sacred Artifact [Flame Robe] and the cultivation method for the Divine Technique >.
The fifth gain was the Small Frost Horse’s growth over the passage of time.
A gentle breeze blew, and an eagle’s cry echoed as it took flight.
Fang Yang lowered his gaze, looked toward the heavens, and thought, ’My second aperture’s cultivation is only at the initial stage of Tier One. To make the Dream Emperor’s phantom evolve, I’ll have to devour many more dreams...’
Right now, four-fifths of the Carp Eagle Divine Feather had been refined.
Based on various previous signs, it was easy for him to deduce that he could enter the bloodline dream related to "Fang Nian the Carp Eagle" one more time. That final expedition into the bloodline dream would likely be the opportunity for Fang Nian to evolve from Tier Five Peak to a Tier Six Saint.
As he considered these things, his gaze grew deeper.
...
Not long after Fang Yang awoke from his dream, a strange change was occurring in Longevity Heaven, also within the Thunder Control Great World.
BUZZ... BUZZZ... BUZZZZZ...
Within Longevity Heaven, the Dao artifacts left behind by the Thunder Saint Venerable hummed continuously, as if resisting something.
It was as if an invisible hand was pressing down from the heavens, seeking to utterly destroy the entire region of Longevity Heaven.
For a moment, the heavens collapsed and the earth sundered, causing the tombstones and coffins where the decaying Great Saints slumbered to tremble.
"This aura... it’s the Dream Dao!"
A knowledgeable individual cried out in alarm, causing the expressions of many Great Saints to change as they all looked toward the highest point in the sky.
There, at the very peak of the sky, was a patch of pitch-black darkness, like the vast, empty cosmos.
Suddenly, an enormous, dream-like butterfly, resplendent and colorful, slowly materialized.
It gently flapped its wings. A cloak of flowing light shimmered in and out of existence as a majestic white divine radiance flowed forth. Countless peculiar runes spread out, exuding an aura of proud, profound, and unfathomable mystery.
In response, the Thunder Control Dao artifacts spontaneously awakened, transforming into a Thunder Divine King to confront it.
Fifteen minutes later, all was calm. The enormous butterfly had vanished.
But the hearts of the many Great Saints present were extremely heavy, because that massive butterfly was merely a residual image!
Because of this, the Great Saints all fell silent.
After a long while, the silence was finally broken.
"This mysterious butterfly appears to be the manifestation of the will of the vast Dream World. If so, the legendary Son of the Dream Dao has likely already appeared!"
A clear phoenix cry rang out, immediately prompting the other Great Saints to speak.
"The Son of the Dream Dao... Heh, I only believe that man can conquer destiny!"
"Something isn’t right. Could it be that both Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady are merely forerunners for this new king?"
"In that case, should we prepare to leave this world...?"
The many ancient Great Saints had differing opinions.
Some advocated for defying the heavens, while others called for going with the flow.
But unanimously, they all recalled the prophecy of the Vast Sea Venerable Emperor.
The Vast Sea Venerable Emperor, founder of the Great Xuan Dynasty, was a venerable one from the recent ancient era.
Before fading from the world, He left behind a prophecy:
In the era when the Dream Dao flourishes, a legendary "Emperor" will emerge.
Everyone knew that only a venerable one who had achieved extraordinary merits could be called an Emperor.
But in the eyes of heaven and earth, a venerable one who annihilated all life in the world to restart an epoch had also achieved an extraordinary merit.
The Vast Sea Venerable Emperor prophesied that the Emperor would come from beyond the heavens, yet grow up within this world.
He would roam both within and without Chaos. Wherever dreams could reach, He would spread fear and darkness.
If His appearance and growth were not stopped, everything in the world would perish at His hands, falling into complete ruin, and all life would be silenced...
