# Chapter 2249: Life is Like a Dream
Qinghai Roc's expression froze for a moment, then he nodded: "And mother, where did she go?"
"Fell. Fell on the battlefield." Peng Commander said calmly, as if speaking of something very ordinary, while Qinghai Roc's heart trembled violently. Fell.
"Don't dwell on it. Since she's gone, there's no need to reminisce. Strive to become strong, and soon become a commander of a domain like me, to avenge your mother." Peng Commander said coldly when he saw Qinghai Roc lost in thought.
"Who is the enemy?" Qinghai Roc looked up and asked.
"I'll tell you later." Peng Commander said indifferently. Qinghai Roc nodded slightly: "I want to go to the Ten Thousand Demon King Sacred Domain. What place is that?"
"Since you've come to the Ten Thousand Demon King's territory, of course you must go to the Ten Thousand Demon King Sacred Domain. I'll take you there." As Peng Commander's words fell, his wings suddenly spread wide. A gale swept through, and the crowd felt their bodies enveloped by a hurricane. Then their bodies floated up, carried by Peng Commander through the void. Before long, they arrived before a demon gate.
"This is a teleportation array that can send you to the gates of the Ten Thousand Demon King Sacred Domain. You may choose one of the sacred domain gates to enter and experience it well." Peng Commander spoke. Lin Feng and the others nodded slightly, then stepped into the teleportation array gate one after another. The next moment, they appeared in a void space, where seven sacred domain gates stood before them.
"Seven gates. Bai Yu, is this why you wanted seven people to travel together?" Qing Yi looked at Bai Yu and asked.
"I only know that my father experienced seven sacred domain gates. I must find out why he fell. Therefore, after we come out, how about we share our respective memories with each other?" Bai Yu said to Lin Feng and the others.
"We'll talk about it after we come out." Heze Python's eyes flickered. One hundred and fifty years—he had been left behind by his old companion by one hundred and fifty years. He wanted to see what was inside this Ten Thousand Demon King Sacred Domain. With a flicker of his form, Heze Python directly stepped into one of the sacred domain gates.
"Let's go in first." Qinghai Roc's form flashed, charging into another sacred domain gate. Then, Dark Gold Pupil King and the others walked out one after another, stepping into the sacred domain gates.
Seven sacred domain gates. Bai Yu's plan was for seven people to each take one gate. If something happened to the seven, then Qing Yi and her maidservant would enter one gate together. But now, all nine were safe, so there would inevitably be two extra people, and they would also have to enter a sacred domain gate.
Lin Feng walked toward the leftmost sacred domain gate, then stepped inside.
But the moment Lin Feng stepped into the sacred domain gate, a terrifying devouring vortex force sucked him in.
"No..." Lin Feng's heart trembled violently. His physical body seemed to remain in the void space, while his soul was devoured, crossing through time and space, rolling away into the distance.
Lin Feng frantically released his soul power, but he found that he was only doing useless work. No matter how he struggled, it was futile. At this moment, he felt exceptionally small and powerless. His soul seemed to have lost all effect, completely imprisoned.
"Treading the heavenly path, trampling the nine heavens, creating a world, the path of a peak king..." At that moment, an ethereal voice rolled in, entering Lin Feng's eardrums, causing his heart to tremble violently. Then Lin Feng discovered that before him now was an old man, draped in a king's robe, with an immortal bearing and extraordinary temperament, like a peerless king.
"Who are you?" Lin Feng shouted, but there was no sound. He seemed to not exist, merely a presence in the void.
At this moment, Lin Feng's heart trembled fiercely again. He was horrified to find that he was now inside the body of a child. The ethereal, formless words just now had come from this child's mouth. But he clearly felt that his soul was independent, not one with the child at all, merely imprisoned within.
"Who are they? What exactly is this Ten Thousand Demon King Sacred Domain?" Lin Feng was utterly bewildered, completely unable to understand what was happening to him.
The kingly figure before him nodded slightly, patted the child's head, and smiled: "Xiao Tian, you will trample the nine heavens and achieve the king's path."
"That will all be thanks to Master's teaching. The disciple will remember it in his heart." A simple, honest voice came out, the child's eyes carrying an innocent, guileless smile. Then, the middle-aged kingly figure taught him cultivation, caring for him attentively. Lin Feng felt as if he were there himself, as if he were that child, growing up together with him.
Time flowed like a shuttle, years passed. Lin Feng felt time passing extremely quickly. The child gradually grew up, began to go out for training, shook the world with his might, and possessed extremely powerful combat strength. One day, Xiao Tian slaughtered hundreds of powerful enemies who had surrounded him at the bottom of a valley. His once youthful face had long been marked by the traces of years, weathered by storms, his gaze icy cold.
"Alas..." A sigh. Xiao Tian's form shot into the distance, returning again to his training place. When he saw his master, all his exhaustion seemed to vanish in an instant, and he regained his childlike aura, pulling his master to teach him divine abilities. His master was also extremely kind and doting toward him, indulging all his requests.
Time flew by. Xiao Tian's strength grew greater and greater. Lin Feng didn't know how many years had passed. He had lost all sense of time now. Everything he experienced was so illusory, yet so real, as if he were now Xiao Tian, able to feel his joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness.
This day, Xiao Tian's cultivation had already reached the Great Emperor realm, but he stood in the void above the mountains, weeping bitterly. In his arms was an extremely beautiful woman, the woman he deeply loved, but he had not been able to protect her. He wept bitterly, cried until blood seeped from his eyes. Finally, he placed his beloved woman on a mountain peak, then looked at the people before him and began a slaughter. That day, rivers of blood flowed, and mountain ranges were stained red with blood.
From then on, no matter how outstanding or beautiful the women before him, he remained as cold as ice, because he feared a repeat of everything that had happened. But no matter what, once he returned home, to his master's place, all the grievances suffered in the outside world seemed to vanish like smoke, cast behind him. That was the resting place of his soul, his eternal home. Lin Feng could feel that warmth, like his home in Yangzhou City of Snow Moon Kingdom, very warm. Nothing could replace that feeling.
Xiao Tian continued to grow, to rise, becoming stronger and stronger. He experienced countless adventures and also endured infinite tribulations, fighting between life and death countless times. Whenever this happened, Lin Feng would feel a pang in his heart, as if seeing his own shadow in the trajectory of the other's life. Which powerful figure didn't go through such things on the path to rising? Whether righteous or evil, good or bad, Buddha or demon, if one wanted to tread the peak path, they would inevitably bear endless setbacks and pain.
This day, Xiao Tian had established his own foundation outside, created his own world, and become a giant figure in his domain, admired by countless people. Now, his face was full of the marks of time, his gaze deep, as if he could see through the stars with one look.
This day, Xiao Tian got married. He found a woman who deeply loved him. Although he still couldn't forget his former love, he had already reached the Saint Emperor realm, and it was time to have a wife and descendants.
This day, Xiao Tian had many children and grandchildren, a flourishing family. His cultivation had already reached the peak of the Saint Emperor realm.
Finally, Xiao Tian put everything aside and went to pursue the supreme Saint realm, abandoning everything, traveling through various great worlds, experiencing the changes of the world, creating his own world. Until one day, he had an enlightenment, almost stepping into the Saint realm with one foot, creating a terrifying divine ability.
This day, he returned again to the most familiar place, to see the person dearest to him.
"Master." Seeing that the middle-aged man had begun to show signs of aging, Xiao Tian felt a chill in his heart. Now, his strength was already close to his master's, and his master had finally begun to show signs of old age.
"Xiao Tian, you're back." The old man sat in the cave dwelling, smiling warmly at Xiao Tian. Xiao Tian immediately stepped forward and crouched beside his master. No matter how powerful he became, this person would always be the one he respected most.
"Master is getting old. Seeing you at your current cultivation level is the greatest comfort."
Xiao Tian looked up at his master and smiled: "No, Master will definitely break through the shackles and step into that realm. Xiao Tian will also do his utmost to help Master."
"Is that so? What can you help Master with?" The old man shook his head.
"Anything I can do." Xiao Tian was already a top-tier expert, but before his master, he was always a child.
"Alright, then help Master with something now. Let me see what experiences you've had over the years." The old man said with a kind smile.
"Mm." Xiao Tian nodded, closing his eyes. The old man's hand rested on his head, and he said softly: "Let go of everything, let your master feel it."
Xiao Tian nodded again, letting go of everything. It seemed like a very long time passed... When Xiao Tian opened his eyes, his whole body convulsed, showing an expression of extreme pain. But what hurt more was his heart. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He thought that after that time, he would never cry again, but he was wrong.
"Master, why?" Xiao Tian almost roared out. This was the first time in his life he had roared at his master: "If Master wanted it, I could have given everything. But why this?"
He didn't understand. His heart was bleeding. Looking at the person he respected most, the person dearest to him, no matter how desperate the times, the first person he thought of was always him.
Lin Feng seemed to be crying too. He had accompanied Xiao Tian through a lifetime, and he could feel all his emotions. He also felt pain, a piercing pain.
"Silly child. For the sake of power, everything can be given up." The old man's gaze was still kind, speaking calmly. A terrifying force engulfed everything Xiao Tian possessed, including his soul and memories.