Xu Qing's dizziness was still strong, but after experiencing it many times, he could barely get used to it. He looked at his surroundings and then at the peach in the captain's hand.
Xu Qing smiled.
"I understand a little. This Weiyang Mountain Range is like a play."
Hearing this, the captain's eyes were filled with admiration and he laughed.
"It is indeed a play."
"Little Junior Brother, this is a play dedicated to the Red Moon Red Mother. It's great that you and I are able to act in it."
Xu Qing nodded. He had noticed the captain's words about the Red Moon Red Mother.
"In the Sacrificial Moon Region, any place where the Yin Yang Flower Sect exists is covered by the dreamforce of the Red Moon Red Mother. The Yin Yang Flower Sect will weave the plot and become the dreams of the gods."
The captain smiled.
"This is the Yin Yang Flower Sect's Sacrificial Dance."
Although Xu Qing had guessed many things, he did not connect it to the Sacrificial Dance. Hearing this, he was a little moved.
"Those butterflies …" Xu Qing looked at the captain.
"The butterflies are the Sacrificial Dancers who use the dreamforce of the gods to affect all living beings. After repeated collisions and intertwining, they form dreamforce creatures."
The captain ate the peach and walked toward Xu Qing with the previous incarnation in his hand. As he walked, he spoke.
"They are illusory and are one of the carriers of dreamforce. They are also the medium through which the stories here are transmitted into the consciousness of the gods when they awaken."
Xu Qing took a deep breath. This explanation was inconceivable, but after recalling it, everything made sense.
"However, before the gods awaken, these butterflies can't return, so they won't be able to see this great show."
"Little Junior Brother, can you guess the reason why I chose to come here on my own accord?"
The captain had a smug expression as he walked to Xu Qing's side.
Xu Qing's gaze fell on the previous incarnation in the captain's hand. He already had an answer.
"So your previous incarnation was not lost at all. The tomb we went to was actually fake."
"Just as you said at the beginning, to prevent tomb robbers, you set up some illusions in advance. The place we went to was actually … one of the illusions."
"At that time, Ning Yan asked you what the last two of the nine illusions were."
"You smiled but didn't say anything because the graveyard we went to was the eighth illusion, and the entire Endless Mountain Range was … the ninth illusion!"
Xu Qing looked at the captain and slowly said.
"Eldest Senior Brother, how many people did you offend back then? What did you do that made you so afraid of people stealing your previous life?"
The captain was a little surprised when he heard this. Then, he laughed.
"As expected of my Little Junior Brother! Haha! You're right! That tomb is the eighth fake, and this Never-Ending Mountain Range is the ninth fake!"
"Eldest Senior Brother, you've learned bad things from Bai Xiaozhuo. It's not good to tell the answer in advance." Xu Qing frowned.
The captain chuckled. He had indeed learned this technique from Bai Xiaozhuo. He felt that it would make him seem more awesome.
"Do you want to know where my real grave is?" The captain winked, as if he was trying to keep him in suspense.
That familiar expression, that familiar despicableness, and that familiar style caused Xu Qing to finally breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. Then, he spoke expressionlessly.
"In a dream."
Xu Qing didn't want to cooperate anymore.
The captain's eyes widened. He felt a little bored. Little Ah Qing wasn't as cute as before. However, he could tell that Xu Qing was angry. Therefore, he laughed and hugged Xu Qing's neck.
"Little Junior Brother, you're amazing. You even guessed that."
"My previous life was hidden in the dream of the Red Moon Red Mother with the help of a mysterious Exalted God … He even crushed the dancing butterfly in the dream."
Xu Qing's eyes narrowed. He paid attention to the mysterious Exalted God that the captain mentioned.
At the same time, the world began to change. The expressions of all living beings in the surroundings changed from numb to ferocious. Whether it was the grass, trees, mountains, or rocks, everything emitted a strong malice at this moment.
This malice gathered from all directions and erupted from all living beings in the Endless Mountain Range. After gathering together, it turned into a voice.
"Scram!"
As the voice spread out, the entire Endless Mountain Range rumbled. The ground trembled, and the city below the mountain shook as well.
The captain smiled. He didn't explain the mysterious Exalted God, nor did he care about the changes in the surroundings. He continued to talk about the place where his previous life was.
"As for the way to open it, you can only enter the dream. That's why I didn't tell you in advance. Everything has to conform to the requirements of this dream. Only then can I really get into character."
"But I did remind you before. Little Junior Brother, don't be angry." The captain smiled cheekily and raised the previous life in his hand.
"You see, my goal is actually this because it's the key to my previous life in this dream. You definitely won't be able to guess what this thing's original form is."
As the captain spoke, he waved his right hand. Suddenly, the previous life turned into black water and scattered, revealing a … rotten dancing butterfly in the middle!
It emitted an ancient aura. It was obvious that it wasn't just born. Instead, it had existed for a very long time. It was also hidden by an extremely high level, so the Red Mother didn't notice it when she was careless.
This was the key.
The moment it appeared, the surroundings shook. The sky changed colors, and the wind and clouds rolled back. The entire Endless Mountain Range shook violently. Countless living beings in the surroundings showed signs of struggle and pain.
Mountain rocks collapsed, and grass and trees were shattered.
The moment everything changed, a shocking wave came from the Yin Yang Flower Sect. There was also an extremely angry roar that spread throughout the world.
"Wake up, wake up!"
With the appearance of the voice, all living beings struggled even more intensely. It was as if the Sacrificial Dancer who created this scene wanted to end the dream, reverse everything, and interrupt the captain's plan.
"It's too late."
The captain laughed, raised the key in his hand, and waved it toward the sky.
"Open!"
In an instant, the sky rumbled, and the sound resounded through the clouds. It was as if the world was being split apart, and it surpassed the heavenly thunder. As the universe continued to explode, a huge crack appeared in the sky.
This crack wasn't big at first, but in the blink of an eye, it kept expanding amidst the deafening sounds. Finally, it opened and closed like a scar in the sky.
It was a shocking sight.
The aura of decay spread out from this huge crack. It seemed to have been hidden for too long, and the vicissitudes of time inside were all about to be released at this moment.
The color of the sky changed, and the ground showed signs of collapsing. A blue coffin suddenly appeared from the crack.
It wasn't formed by ironwood, but a piece of blue ice!
A figure lay in the ice coffin. He wore a luxurious blue robe with golden embroidery, and his entire body emitted a terrifying pressure. His expression was dignified, and his right hand held a scepter!
His appearance caused the sky to explode, and the ground to collapse. Wails of agony came from the Yin Yang Flower Sect.
"The primitive Sacrificial Dance Scepter!"
"You were once the Grand Sacrificial Dancer!"
As the voice echoed, the expression of the old man in the five-colored robe in the cave of the Yin Yang Flower Sect changed greatly. His eyes were filled with fear and shock, and he was quickly severing the threads between himself and the projection of all living beings in the Never-Ending Mountain Range.
He knew very well that as a Sacrificial Dancer, although he seemed powerful, he was also extremely weak. He was powerful because of the ability to weave dreams for the gods, but he was also weak because of this.
If the dream ended normally, he would have completed a Sacrificial Dance, but if he was interrupted during the process, he would suffer a backlash.
The so-called Sacrificial Dance was actually a special ritual.
The difference between actively interrupting and passively interrupting was the difference between heaven and earth.
If he took the initiative to interrupt and wake people up, although there would be a backlash, it was not unbearable. Therefore, when he realized something was wrong, his first thought was to awaken the living beings and end the dream.
However, if he was passively interrupted, the meaning would be completely different. He would have to endure the corrosion of all living beings, the karma of all living beings, and the backlash from the shattering of the god's dream power.
Even if he was in the Return to Void, he could not endure all of this!
However, it was not easy for an outsider to do this.
However, the moment he saw the scepter that represented the Grand Sacrificial Dancer appear, he was completely terrified.
However, he did not have the time to sever the connection. The moment the coffin appeared, the captain's eyes shone with a strange light, and he shouted.
"Junior Brother, release your power and merge it with my coffin scepter. Awaken the living beings here whose fates have been changed!"
The captain did not go into detail, but Xu Qing knew that he wanted him to release the power of the purple moon. Xu Qing swayed and endured the dizziness, and directly landed on the ice coffin.
He raised his right hand and pressed down on the sealing scepter.
The power of the purple moon in his body suddenly erupted, causing the ice to turn purple. As the captain made a hand seal, the ice coffin cooperated, and the purple instantly merged with the scepter.
In the next moment, Xu Qing's body shook. He felt a vast power supporting his soul. His dizziness disappeared, and his mind was clear. The world in front of him was shrouded in a haze.
Threads rose from the bodies of all living beings, and all the threads were connected to the Yin Yang Flower Sect's mountain range.
At the same time, there were illusory butterflies perched on each thread. They were of various sizes, and they were constantly absorbing and growing stronger.
"Wake up!"
Xu Qing's eyes shone with a purple light as he spoke calmly.
These two simple words were like millions of thunderbolts exploding at the same time. They tore apart all the threads and reverberated in the hearts of all living beings in the Weiyang Mountain Range.
Countless cultivators and mortals trembled and instantly woke up. After a short moment of confusion, their expressions turned into shock, and they instinctively retreated.
The original Dao companions looked at each other in horror. They did not know each other at all!
The original brothers were now trembling. They were once sworn enemies.
The original father, son, and daughter were all breathing rapidly. They had no familial relationship with each other.
This was only a part of it. There were even more living beings whose fates returned to their original positions at this moment. They woke up, and they remembered everything.
It was the same for sects. Even the Yin Yang Flower Sect could not escape this scene. Some of its disciples were not from the Weiyang Mountain Range.
They were just passing by, and unknowingly, they became disciples.
Yun Xizi was trembling. Her hair was disheveled, and she suddenly looked up at the mountain peak.
She was not the sect master, nor was she the daughter of the sect's ancestor. On the contrary, the other party was her enemy!
As the living beings in the Weiyang Mountain Range woke up, and as their threads shattered, the dream ended.
All the karma, all the backlash, and all the evil that came from the interruption of the God's dream gathered on the Sacrificial Dancer.
Mournful screams and wails filled the sky.
The old man in the mountain's cave had a look of despair. He wanted to struggle, but it was useless. Every broken thread turned into a dancing butterfly that tried to devour him, causing him a certain amount of damage.
And when the number of living beings in the Weiyang Mountain Range gathered together, the damage caused was even more terrifying. Countless dancing butterflies flickered between illusion and reality, completely enveloping his body and madly devouring him.
His body was rotting and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. And what made him feel the most despair was the backlash from the interruption of the God's dream. It was not a power he could resist.
Under this backlash, the curse in his body crazily erupted, spreading throughout his body and shrouding his soul. The pain it brought caused him to fall into madness.
Even if he knelt and prayed to the God, it was useless.
Finally, after a few breaths of time, under the endless dancing butterflies and the backlash from the God's dream, his entire body turned into a pool of blood and fell to the ground of the cave.
For the Emperor's Dance, the talented would be rewarded, and the God even more so.