The Immortal Emperor Returns

Chapter 555 Three-Layer Dream

Chu Xun stared at Lao Hei and felt his heart skip a beat.

“Isn’t this your true body?”

Lao Hei was slightly stunned. He raised his head, took a mouthful of alcohol, and threw the jade gourd to Chu Xun.

Chu Xun’s eyes were burning. His old habit appeared again: When he looked at the good things, he wanted to get it.

He thought about it for a while and finally restrained his greed.

Lao Hei’s cultivation was amazing. Chu Xun was not sure whether he was in reality or in a dream. He dared not to do anything rashly.

Lao Hei saw Chu Xun with a strange look, “I’ve had the gourd for ten million years. I cannot give it to you.”

Chu Xun was shocked. “Lao Hei is observant.”

“What do you mean? It sounds like I want to rob you of your gourd.”

Chu Xun blushed and drank a mouthful of alcohol to eliminate his embarrassment.

However, as soon as the alcohol entered his mouth, Chu Xun almost spat it out.

He thought it was some alcohol liquid, but it turned out to be water, and it was ordinary water.

Chu Xun looked at Lao Hei strangely. He drank the water of the gourd and drank it as if it were alcohol.

Lao Hei waved his hand, and the jade gourd in Chu Xun’s hand turned into light spots. Chu Xun turned his head and saw the jade gourd was in Lao Hei’s hand.

Chu Xun was shocked. Fortunately, he didn’t rob it of him rashly.

Lao Hei raised his head and drank a mouthful of alcohol. No, he drank some water and said, “You are right. This is not my true body.”

There was no time for Chu Xun to say a word. Lao Hei continued, “This is just a trace of spiritual strength I left.”

“Are you a cultivator?” Chu Xun asked in surprise.

“That’s right,” Lao Hei said. “If it is not for the fact that you have also cultivated your spiritual strength, you wouldn’t have been able to see me.”

Chu Xun did not mention that he had cultivated his divine sense. He was very curious about cultivators. Despite the fact that warriors were powerful, everyone knew that cultivators were more terrifying than warriors.

He had seen some cultivators before, but they were all people who sought fame. To put it bluntly, they didn’t even step into the threshold of Daoism.

“What’s going on?” Chu Xun was confused. “Am I in a dream or reality?”

“You are the first to wake up from your dream,” Lao Hei said and looked at the three people on the ground, “they are still dreaming.”

“We fell into a dream since we entered the Suspended Mountain?” Chu Xun asked.

“Suspended Mountain?” Lao Hei was slightly startled but quickly understood, “The Suspended Mountain you mentioned is called the Dream Hell Mountain.”

“What do you mean?” Chu Xun was puzzled.

“In Three-Layer Dream, if you wake up, you will live. If you bewilder, you will die,” Lao Hei said.

Chu Xun felt confused. He was not sure if he was clear or not.

“To put it bluntly, this mountain tests one’s state of mind. If one’s state of mind is unstable, he will be trapped in a dream forever, and it will be difficult for him to wake up. The experience in the dream contains what you think, love, and fear in your heart. So it is called Three-Layer Dream.” Lao Hei pointed to Yue Jingchou.

“You said that everything that happened in my dream was what I thought?” Chu Xun asked.

Lao Hei nodded slightly and said, “In the first layer of the dream, you dreamed of Gao Mohan and Ge Zhan betraying you. That means you have never truly believed in them. The layer is so-called what you think.

“In the second layer of the dream, you dreamed that all your relatives were killed and you became a demon to destroy the world. Then you dreamed that they came back to life and lived a peaceful life. The layer is so-called what you love.

“In the third layer of the dream, you dreamed that everything disappeared, the Fiends were rampant, and the earth was almost destroyed. The layer is so-called what you fear.”

Chu Xun fell into silence. He understood everything now.

Suddenly, Chu Xun’s expression changed. “You said, if you wake up, you will live, and if you bewilder, you will die. Do you mean that if they can’t leave the dream, they will not wake up until they die?”

Lao Hei nodded and said, “That’s right, a dream takes about 1000 years. Everyone will experience about 1000 years in a dream or 1000 years in reality. Do you know what the name Dream Hell Mountain means? If you can wake up, it is just a place to dream. If you can’t wake up, it is hell to imprison you.”

“Am I the one you talked about experiencing a thousand years in the dream?” Chu Xun completely understood.

“That’s right. You are the fastest to wake up I’ve ever seen,” said Lao Hei. He didn’t hold back his admiration for Chu Xun. Then he looked at Yue Jingchou and the others and said, “They might not be able to escape from the first layer of the dream. It won’t take them a thousand years to wake up. Perhaps in less than a hundred years, their physical bodies in real life will be completely dead, and their dream will disappear too.”

“What can I do to save them?” Chu Xun asked.

“Yes, if you become the master of the Dream Hell Mountain, you’ll be able to wake them up from their dreams,” Lao Hei said.

“What can I do to become the master of the Dream Hell Mountain?” Chu Xun asked.

“It’s easy. If you can defeat the current master of the Dream Hell Mountain, you will be the next one.”

“I’ve long wanted to battle with a cultivator.” Chu Xun laughed and raised his hand to use the Demon-slain Finger.

Fourth Form of Demon-slain Finger—Sky Shaking Finger.

The giant finger crushed down on Lao Hei.

Lao Hei wasn’t in panic, and his eyes were with appreciation.

“How do you know that I am the master of the Dream Hell Mountain?”

Chu Xun said, “You know the Dream Hell Mountain so well. You know what happened and what I experienced in my dream. I really can’t think of anyone else more likely to be the master of the Dream Hell Mountain than you are.”

“You are so smart,” Lao Hei laughed and shook the jade gourd in his hand. A stream of clear water sprayed out. It was only as thick as a thumb but kept flowing like a water rope.

The water rope shot into the air, coiling upwards around a giant finger like a snake.

Lao Hei gently pulled the gourd as if he were pulling a rope and forcibly changed the Demon-slain Finger’s moving direction.

Boom!

The Demon-slain Finger hit the ground, caused the mountains to shake, the earth to tremble, and the terrifying ravines to stretch out.

Chu Xun narrowed his eyes slightly. “Is this the skill of a cultivator? He can change the moving direction of the Demon-slain Finger with just a stream of clear water.”

“One more time,” Chu Xun roared wildly. Then he was surrounded by the Hong Meng Immortal Qi. His fists turned into amethysts.

Celestial Upheaval – The Thirty-Sixth.

Chu Xun threw a series of 36 punches to Lao Hei. Each fist print was as large as a millstone.

Lao Hei suddenly opened his mouth and said, “Lin.”

The appearance of the frightening white light caused the void to tremble.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four fist prints exploded.

“Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Qian, Xing.”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The mountains shook, and the earth quaked. The remaining thirty-two fist prints all exploded in the air, and a terrible storm swept away.

“Is it the Daoism’s Nine-Character Skill?” Chu Xun was greatly surprised.

Daoism’s Nine-Character Skill was very famous. Even ordinary people in the mortal world knew it.

Chu Xun knew something more about it. The Nine-Character Skill required powerful cultivation to support. He was surprised that Lao Hei could utter nine characters at one time.

Moreover, the present Lao Hei was just a doppelganger transformed from his spiritual strength, so the skill he used was not as powerful as the original.

Chu Xun narrowed his eyes. He was sure that if Lao Hei’s true body appeared, his cultivation would be near to that of Emperor Ao.

“One more time,” Chu Xun was yearning to fight. Meeting such a cultivation master made him feel very happy. He desired more rounds of battle with him.

The Fire phoenix swooped down from the sky, carrying purple flames all over the sky.

Eternal Phoenix Scripture.

Lao Hei looked at Chu Xun in surprise, “You have quite a few skills.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the water rope still winding in the air began to converge.

Roar!

A tiger transformed from clear water roared and pounced on the fire phoenix.

Hiss!

Water and fire were incompatible. The water tiger was not large enough and only extinguished one wing of the fire phoenix. Rolling steam rose into the air.

The fire phoenix continued to rush toward Lao Hei without slowing down.

The corners of Lao Hei’s mouth twitched. He suddenly picked up a huge mountain a hundred miles away and threw it at the Fire Phoenix.

The mountain was more than a hundred feet tall and incomparably enormous.

Boom! The phoenix was pressed under the mountain. Boom! Half of the mountain collapsed, and the fire phoenix disappeared.

Chu Xun’s eyes almost popped out.

“What the fuck is going on?” Chu Xun couldn’t help swearing at this time.

It was not a pure skill of Daoism. Lao Hei was the master of the Dream Hell Mountain. In charge of everything here, he shamelessly used a mountain to attack.

How did they continue to fight?

No matter what skill he used, if Lao Hei used any mountain here, it would be useless.

Chu Xun was very angry.

Lao Hei rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

“Err... I admit that you are very powerful. However, you also find something different, right?”

Chu Xun nodded slightly.

Lao Hei’s figure became faint.

He was from a trace of spiritual strength. Each attack would consume a lot of energy.

If he continued to fight, he would probably disappear.

“Do you admit your defeat?” Chu Xun asked.

Lao Hei nodded, “I’ve waited here for ten million years. To be honest, I feel so happy to see you. I will relax if I hand over the Dream Hell Mountain to you.”

“No, I don’t even trust myself.”

“You are so modest. Your state of mind is so stable that it can be called a massive rock. After your dream, I believe that nothing can affect your state of mind,” Lao Hei said.

“You have decided to leave the Dream Hell Mountain to me already? It’s too hasty, isn’t it?” Chu Xun’s eyes narrowed, “Why don’t we fight for more rounds?”

Lao Hei took a mouthful of water to stop twitching of corners of his mouth. He knew that Chu Xun was up to mischief. He was too vengeful.

Lao Hei was weak and could barely resist two more attacks of Chu Xun. Moreover, Chu Xun still had more skills, so Lao Hei would only be bullied if he fought one more battle.

“No, it’s enough. I will definitely meet you again in the future. The next time I will fight with you for more battles,” Lao Hei said.

Chu Xun knew it was not easy to deal with Lao Hei. Lao Hei knew that he was no match for Chu Xun now. He would prepare a counterattack in the future.

He was wondering on the sly whether or not he should give Lao Hei a sound beating to avoid suffering in the future.

Lao Hei seemed to see through Chu Xun’s mind, “You don’t want to save them anymore?”

Yue Jingchou and the others were still dreaming, so Chu Xun had to give up the attractive idea of beating Lao Hei.

“Come on. I’m ready,” Chu Xun said.

Lao Hei nodded and turned around to call, “Little Bai.”

A white shadow came like lightning.

Chu Xun was stunned. It was the little carrot.

“You should know that the Dream Hell Mountain is a Sacred Relic, and Little Bai is the artifact spirit of it. I have already removed the contract with it. You can now establish a master-servant relationship with it.”

Chu Xun did not expect the existence of the little carrot. If he was right, the Three-Layer Dream was a skill of the little carrot.

The little carrot was reluctant to part with Lao Hei. Its chubby hands held Lao Hei’s legs, and its eyes were watery. It seemed that it would cry.

Lao Hei touched the little carrot’s head.

“Little Bai, he’s your master from now on. Follow him well, and we’ll have a chance to meet again in the future.”

Little Bai understood and nodded obediently.

It walked up to Chu Xun and forced a drop of blood out of its mouth, and so did Chu Xun.

The two drops of blood merged and shone brightly. Chu Xun reached out and summoned the blood back. Then it melted into his palm.

Chu Xun smiled. He saw Zu Si and the others in his mind. There were also the other warriors and the Four Great Terror Beasts in his mind.

Now, if he wanted, Zu Si and his fellows could turn to ash.

From now on, he became the master of the Dream Hell Mountain. Every blade of grass and every tree in the place was under his control.