Yuan’s Ascension

Chapter 1152: Dream World Illuminates the Void! Blade Rays Reflected On The River Of Universes! (3)

“He’s out. Overlord Wu Yuan will soon act; prepare to counterattack.” Saint Lei Dao immediately transmitted to the other Saints.

Even Saint Lei Dao was unaware of the details of Wu Yuan’s plan; the Saints had followed his instructions thus far because Wu Yuan remained confident throughout the battle and instilled sufficient faith in them. In particular, the scene of him sending Saint Lei Dao flying with a slap was deeply etched in these Saints’ minds.

Now, Overlord Wu Yuan, who was destined to be renowned across the cosmic sea and hailed as a Legend of the River, was finally about to make his move.

Nonetheless, Wu Yuan’s appearance caused a moment of bafflement among the Eldritch Court’s Saints.

Two figures?

A moment later, they exhibited traces of joy: “It’s Overlord Ming Jian!”

“The Overlord who once teamed up with Devil Emperor Xia and defeated a Saint.”

“He’s here too?”

“Could it be? Does Overlord Ming Jian wish to aid our Eldritch Court?”

“Indeed, it seems that Overlord Ming Jian is a true friend of Overlord Wu Yuan. Perhaps he was invited to join the fight.” Saints Lei Dao and Hong Jun, though stunned and puzzled, managed to figure out a good rationale.

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While the Eldritch Court Saints were filled with delight, on the Immortal Court’s side, Saint Teng Chong’s expression changed. As the strongest combatant from the Immortal Court side, he tracked every change on the battlefield attentively while battling Saint Hong Jun.

Suddenly, he noticed two figures appearing beside Saint Lei Dao without warning: one clad in black robes, exuding a fearsome, tyrannical aura, with battle intent surging to the heavens. The other was adorned in white robes, distinguished and graceful, with a gaze terrifying enough to make a Saint’s spirit quiver.

Those eyes were luminescent, seemingly containing a boundless universe, drawing one irresistibly into them.

This was an effect of Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self experimenting with the eternal ultimate technique ‘Psyche Domain’. Even so, it was not yet fully developed. Once mastered, it would prove even more fearsome.

“Wu Yuan!”

“Overlord Ming Jian!” Saint Teng Chong gritted his teeth, staring intensely at that enigmatic figure in white robes.

Before returning to the River of Universes, Saint Teng Chong made thorough preparations. He had certainly heard of Overlord Ming Jian, as this was a name that echoed through the cosmic sea. Yet, he’d never imagined a confrontation with Overlord Ming Jian, given that he belonged to the Blood Dream Alliance and was not a sworn enemy of the Immortal Court.

“Overlord Ming Jian, if you choose to join the battle, you’ll gravely offend our Immortal Court, and we won’t let this go…” Saint Teng Chong anxiously defended himself from Saint Hong Jun’s attack, while transmitting his voice.

Simultaneously, he urgently transmitted his voice to the other Immortal Court Saints, “Immediately withdraw these Overlords, hurry!!”

The other two Saints of the Immortal Court were equally flustered, for they too recognized Overlord Ming Jian. They were instantly thrown into a panic. Such was the intimidation factor of a soul class powerhouse; their influence in large-scale battles was immense.

“The Immortal Court won’t let me go? Within the River of Universes, can the Immortal Court kill me?” Overlord Ming Jian’s voice was indifferent.

“And after I’ve achieved Dao Enlightenment? Haven’t the Dao Zenithels of the Blood Dream Alliance vanquished powerhouses of the Immortal Court before?

“Wu Yuan is my brother in life or death, thus I answer his call. If you have the guts, ask your leaders of the Immortal Court to come after me.” Overlord Ming Jian’s voice grew icy. “Now, it’s time to sleep!

“Sleep…” His words held a mesmerizing power, sweeping across spacetime and entering the minds of Overlord Yue Shan, Saint Teng Chong and the other two Saints.

Those hundreds of Overlords who had yet to react were also affected.

“No!”

“Aaaaah!” Overlord Yue Shan gritted her teeth, trying to hold on. Her eyes swirled with a hint of confusion and struggle, her body convulsing wildly. Even her grip on her divine sword faltered.

“We’ve won! We’ve won.”

“Haha, indeed, I’ve become eternal.”

“Could I actually become a True Saint?” Only a few Overlords with strong spirits and wills showed some resistance, but most were engulfed in illusions.

Their eyes were clouded with bewilderment, erupting in laughter, closing their eyes in ecstasy, or even bursting into tears, clearly …

“Awaken!”

“Break!!” The three Saints shattered the spell in an instant, regaining clarity, yet they felt only terror, no relief.

The power of the Psyche Dream class was truly frightening.

They knew that Overlord Ming Jian had unleashed a large-scale soul attack. Its reach was large, somewhat diluting its potency. Still, they fell prey momentarily, needing a brief instant to break free and regain awareness.

What about the Overlords? Overlord Yue Shan resisted and swiftly awakened, but she was caught by the Eldritch Court Saints and mercilessly injured, forcing her on the defensive.

The other Overlords? Not a single one could regain clarity.

For the Immortal Court, this was indeed a disastrous scene. Originally, boasting hundreds of Overlords, they could suppress Saint Lei Dao, Saint Hong Jun and their lot. But with Overlord Ming Jian’s move, the situation spiraled into chaos.

“Quick! Retrieve those Overlords…” Saint Teng Chong bellowed in frustration, still urgently transmitting, “Overlord Ming Jian, that is enough! If you eradicate these Over–”

“A dream blooms, drowning all for eternity!” Wu Yuan’s eyes shone brilliantly as the Myriad Rebirths Tribulation he cast transformed. A massive quantity of psyche power was consumed in a flash.

Whoosh~ Silently, the enraptured Overlords, including Overlord Peng Shi, grew rigid. Their bodies collapsed, and their vital auras dissipated.

Dead! Dead! Dead!

With a single thought, the souls of over four hundred Overlords – true selves, mana bodies, and ether bodies – were extinguished simultaneously, utterly collapsing. The entire void fell silent.

“Madman! This Ming Jian has gone mad!!” Saint Teng Chong and the other two were on the verge of madness, their gaze locked onto Ming Jian’s serene figure in white robes amidst the void.

In the blink of an eye, over four hundred Overlords turned to ashes, completely fallen.

The hearts of the three Immortal Court Saints bled. Even if they survived this fight, they would certainly face the berserk wrath of the Immortal Court’s higher-ups. After all, it wasn’t just the deaths of ten or twenty Overlords. It was over four hundred, and all were among the Immortal Court’s most elite Overlords in this samsara cycle of heaven and earth, nearly all destined to be Perennials. At least ten Saints would have been produced from this batch

Such a loss was undeniably catastrophic, with inevitable domino effects. For example, the strategies prepared by the Immortal Court across various universes, stripped of the support of these top Overlords, would suffer immense impacts.

“Samsara is the ultimate order of heaven and earth. Death is your fate.” To Overlord Ming Jian, none of this seemed beyond reason. He remained standing silently in the void, unmoving.

“Quick. Rescue Overlord Yue Shan, she must not die now.” Saint Teng Chong and the others, as if snapping out of a haze, frantically rushed toward Overlord Yue Shan, who was already severely injured and steadily retreating under assault.

The intervention of Overlord Ming Jian incited near-uncontrollable fury in the Immortal Court’s ranks but stirred admiration within the Eldritch Court.

“So strong.”

“Eradicating hundreds of Overlords in one move! Such terrifying soul secret arts.”

“Psyche Dream class!”

“Legend of the River!” Saint Lei Dao, Saint Hong Jun, and the others all looked in awe at the scene.

Saint Lei Dao couldn’t help but recall his earlier conversations with Wu Yuan, where he’d asked, “What if those Overlords enter the fray while we encircle the Immortal Court’s forces?”

At the time, Wu Yuan merely replied, “Even if ten thousand Overlords come, their only end is death.”

Back then, Saint Lei Dao dismissed his words, not taking them seriously. But now, he couldn’t deny that Wu Yuan had spoken truthfully.

Overlord Ming Jian is truly incredible! Saint Lei Dao marveled inwardly.

“Everyone!” A deep voice suddenly boomed within the minds of Saint Lei Dao, Saint Hong Jun, and their comrades: “Let’s fight!”

It was Wu Yuan’s body refiner self.

“Attack!”

“Attack!” Saint Lei Dao, Saint Hong Jun, and the others unleashed relentless assaults with uninhibited ferocity.

A sweeping tide of attacks bombarded the three Saints of the Immortal Court, forcing them into a desperate defense.

Now, Saint Teng Chong and his allies had no thoughts beyond rescuing Overlord Yue Shan, then fleeing, hoping to hold out until Saint Zhu Guang and the other reinforcements arrived.

Swish! At that moment, a shadowy figure darted across the void, swift as lightning, rivaling or even surpassing Saint Lei Dao in speed. He charged straight for Overlord Yue Shan, who was entangled with an Eldritch Court Saint.

“It’s Wu Yuan!”

“Overlord Wu Yuan.”

“Yue Shan, beware. Wu Yuan’s strength could very well match yours.” Saint Teng Chong and others urgently relayed; they wanted to intercept Wu Yuan but were tied down by Saint Lei Dao, Saint Hong Jun, and the others.

On this battlefield, none could obstruct Wu Yuan.