1021: C1021 I Don't Know If I'm a Guest in My Dream

C1021 I Don't Know If I'm a Guest in My Dream

Eldest Senior Brother of the Battle Hall!

Obviously, just like what Ghost Face had said, this name would never fall into the ears of ordinary people.

Before this, it could be said that it was incomparably mysterious. However, there was an uproar on the altar. Even the eyes of the older expert had a trace of palpitation. Clearly, he was not unfamiliar with this scholarly middle-aged man in front of him.

"Jun Qian has gained enlightenment again. It seems like he has gained quite a lot this time!"

An elder of the Battle Hall spoke softly on the altar. His eyes flickered with confidence.

It was obvious that expert had emerged in large numbers in this year's Hundred Clan Gathering. All the major powers had taken out their trump cards. In the forbidden zone, Xue Dutian had personally arrived. The final trump card of the Battle Hall was the middle-aged man in front of him.

Eldest Senior Brother of the War Hall, Jun Qian!

The elders of the War Hall on the altar were filled with confidence. The reason was that the word 'fight' behind Jun Qian was the symbol of the War Hall that had existed for thousands of years.

Only after spending some time in the Hall of War did one have the right to engrave this word on his back. In these thousands of years, only three days had passed in the Hall of War to engrave this word on his back. Among the younger generation, there was only Jun Qian. Even Zhan Feng'er, who Zhan Mokong loved dearly, did not have the right to do so.

Once this word was carved, It was rumored that it represented the supreme glory of the War Hall. The real one! The successor of the War God!

"A single thought, a single dream. The so-called Record of Warlords. As long as one's Divine Sense is fused into it, one will be able to comprehend one's own transcendent divine might. Looks like Qian'er has probably stepped into the second step of the martial path fusion!"

After a moment, Zhan Mokong, who had been sitting quietly on the tall platform, slowly uttered a few words. Instantly, countless expert trembled and fell into an earthquake.

Apparently, even their understanding of the transcendent divine might was only half of what they knew, and they couldn't even be compared to the legendary Ancient Expert of Northern Domain.

"The so-called transcendent divine might is to take three steps at a time. The first three steps are the so-called conical shape of martial arts, the integration of martial arts. " The pinnacle of martial arts, most people in the world only know that they can cultivate the divine soul. The physical body, but after reaching a certain level... All kinds of methods would return to the same place. It meant that the true Great Dao would be simplified and form one's own martial arts. The stronger one advances in the realm, the more invincible one's own body will be! "

Zhan Mokong's tone was ancient, and it spread throughout the surroundings. This was also the first time he had said this since the start of the Hundred Clans Banquet.

Instantly, countless of expert on the altar were shocked. They remained silent, apparently thinking about something from Zhan Mokong's words.

A transcendent divine might, it could be said to be a martial artist's own intent realm.

Anyone who could comprehend the martial way could be considered a supreme grandmaster, expert. He had the qualifications to establish his own sect and rule a region.

It was even more difficult to take this step on the martial path. Although it was only three steps. However, it was estimated that he would take one step to the heavens within these three steps.

Even if he could step into the Sixth Level of the Profound Essence Stage, countless expert would be able to stop at the first step of the path of martial arts and wouldn't be able to make any progress. This was because he didn't have enough understanding of his own body, and he wouldn't be able to make any progress in his own intent realm.

In the blink of an eye, the hearts of many expert on the altar were stirred. They looked at Jun Qian who was on the altar. According to Zhan Mokong, the latter should have reached the second step of the path of martial arts.

The eyesight of these people in the arena was quite shocking. One glance was enough to tell that he was definitely not even a hundred years old. However, it was actually like this. This involuntarily caused the hearts of the many expert, who were the overlords of this world, to be shaken.

However, Ling Tiandi and the others were frowning. They didn't feel any joy. Instead, they were filled with seriousness.

"I didn't expect him to come here personally!"

The person who spoke was Ling Tiandi. There was a complicated feeling in his tone.

"I also didn't expect that he would be so crazy, disregarding his status!"

Zhan Mokong no longer felt like he was sleeping. His eyes were staring at the Blood Capital sky in the sky. One should know that others might not know who the Blood Capital sky was, but they knew it.

This time, there was someone who had stepped into the War God's Space who was on par with expert, who looked down upon the entire Northern Domain. It was actually someone who had taken the risk to step into the War God's Space.

Even if Jun Qian was heaven defying, he would still take a huge risk when compared to the Blood Capital's sky.

One should know that even though this place was the War God's Space, it naturally suppressed the Blood Capital's sky, causing his peak strength to reach this place. It only had a Sixth Level of the Profound Essence Stage cultivation base, but after so many years, its combat experience and its own understanding of martial arts had not changed at all.

He was a living old monster. Moreover, he was a sky in the Blood Capital. He also had a few helpers from the forbidden zones. Moreover, there were countless mysterious techniques involved. Clearly, this was an invasion against the War God's Space. Once the latter succeeded, everything here would fall into his control!

This time, the forbidden zone had invested a lot of resources. If the identity of a sky was revealed, it would surely shake the entire world. Just the identity of the prince of the forbidden zone alone was enough to allow him to look down upon the nine heavens and ten earths!

Between the ten thousand domains, there would always be an absolute master of the rules, such as the forbidden zone and... the Twelve Golden Alliances!

It allowed the entire world to fall into a state of shock. At this moment, the true focus was still on the Blood Capital and Jun Qian. It was obvious that even though the two of them were separated by two great battlefields, the confrontation between them was still extremely terrifying.

"A bunch of ants. If they die, so be it. What's there to pity about!"

The Blood Capital sky sneered. He spoke calmly, as if he was only crushing a few ants. The so-called Heaven's Pride was extremely weak in his eyes.

When he heard this, Jun Qian let out a soft sigh and spoke slowly.

"I don't understand. Even my master didn't expect you to come here personally. He just thought that you would send expert this time. Given your status, I believe that you wouldn't want to fight with us!"

"Humph! I really didn't know about the previous plan. It's just that I changed my mind and came here to kill one person!"

Xue Dutian harrumphed coldly. At the same time, he turned his gaze toward the War God's Space, and a fierce look flashed across his eyes.

"It's a pity that this little bastard might not give me this chance!"

After his voice faded, he looked at one of the glowing hassocks. At this moment, expert, who was in the hassock, woke up one after another. He had gained a lot. It was obvious that he had made great progress in comprehending the martial path through the Record of Warlords.

However, at this moment, everyone in the arena noticed that there was another spot that did not move. Moreover, the flickering light on it seemed to be dimming.

On the battlefield, a golden illusionary figure stopped moving within the Debris in the air . Her black hair danced in the air. It was surprisingly Zhan Feng'er. At this moment, she had already killed Experts from Forbidden Areas . However, her eyes were also looking at the praying mat as she muttered a few words.

"That is... Meng Fann?"

At this moment, no matter how intense the battle outside was, Meng Fann, who was sitting quietly in the hassock, didn't move at all. His spiritual sense was connected to the Record of Warlords, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Even Little Tian, the Long-Feathered Lark, and the others were trying their best to wake him up. However, Meng Fann was completely immersed in his own consciousness, and was immersed in the endless cycle of reincarnation.

"What should we do now? Don't tell me boss has fallen asleep!"

"That's right, boss. You still have Master Turtle to feed. Don't die like this!"

The Long-Feathered Lark and the black tortoise chattered, but there was nothing they could do. Little Tian and the others also gave up in the end. They were silent for a while.

Obviously, Meng Fann was immersed in his own reincarnation at this moment. One life after another, he couldn't wake up with the help of the outside world. Only he himself could wake up.

Because all the concepts were based on Meng Fann's own body. Under the influence of the Record of Warlords, he could use his body to sense his own martial arts. Once he woke up, he would definitely be shocked by what he saw.

But once he couldn't wake up, he would forever sink into darkness and be lost in this endless world.

The mountain peak, the thatched hut. Meng Fann was in the endless cycle of reincarnation. By relying on his own cultivation to reach the Heavenly Essence Stage, he had left the Wu Town and killed the Tianhan Sect by himself. Unfortunately, he was far from being as stunning as he was today.

After spending several hundred years, he had finally reached the age of an old man, a Fifth Level of the Heavenly Essence Stage. However, without so many enemies, Meng Fann would be able to establish his own sect and become a formidable figure in this place.

Today was Meng Fann's 800th birthday. After he finished arranging all the gifts from the outside world, his eyes finally fell on the calligraphy and painting in front of him.

The painting was blank, as if it should have someone drawn on it. However, there was no such person. There was only one word on the painting.

It was impossible to tell if one was a guest in a dream. One dream, one thought, one thousand years!

Meng Fann's eyes flashed as his old hand touched the painting. He had seen countless Heavenly Treasuress before. There was no lack of Godly Object of the Seventh Grades among them. There were even things that could prolong one's life. However, he was not shocked when he saw this painting.

Meng Fann's palm trembled. He wanted to see who had given this painting to him, but he found that it had no origin. He couldn't help but frown and fall into deep thought. He stared at the painting silently.

In a trance, Meng Fann seemed to feel that he wasn't a person of this world. It was as if he had lived many lives. Every life was filled with endless climbing, repetitions, and battles. However, he seemed to have forgotten something and a very important memory for him.0

Meng Fann's lips trembled slightly as he slowly recited the poem. He felt like he was reading it. Every reincarnation of his seemed to be somewhere in this world. There was a kind of reminder, reminding him that he had forgotten something!

"I don't know if I'm a guest in my dreams, but my head hurts! ... What did I forget?"

Finally, he managed to straighten out his train of thought. This chapter was to make up for yesterday's update. Today's update should be in the afternoon or at night. There was an outburst!

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