# Chapter 2493: Seven Soul Terrifying Dream
Fei Zhong had become a top-tier powerhouse below the divine realm, naturally capable of perceiving heavenly secrets and understanding the principles of the world. However, Yan Yu's reputation was so formidable that it had suppressed him.
Gong Nanfeng's single statement exposing the fake Yan Yu's identity naturally infuriated Fei Zhong to the point of smoke billowing from his seven orifices.
A towering figure of the Dwarf Clan, a person who could be called "emperor of the mortal world when gods do not appear," had been toyed with by several Hundred Shackles and Thousand Questions realm Great Saints, destroying his painstakingly refined puppet doppelganger. This was an utter humiliation.
It must be understood that Fei Zhong's cultivation strength and status in the Heavenly Court far surpassed figures like Wu Zu of the Guanghan Realm or the Annihilation Emperor.
Fei Zhong roared angrily: "Who exactly are you?"
"I am Yan Yu, the half-god god." Zhang Ruochen pushed Gong Nanfeng aside, determined to maintain the act.
Unfortunately, the dark cloud layer formed by the dark matter explosion had dissipated considerably, becoming thin. If it were truly Yan Yu, the dark energy would be eternal like a black hole, devouring all light and heat in time.
"I'll kill you."
Fei Zhong spat out sound waves, and the four words transformed into four forms: the Green Moon Divine Disciple, the Golden Armored Knight, the Divine King Lifting the Cauldron, and the Heavenly Ghost Pushing the Millstone.
Each word was a Thousand Questions level high-rank sacred art.
The divine disciple stood a thousand zhang tall, with a green moon above its head, illuminating ten thousand li.
The Golden Armored Knight's killing intent was fierce, with the phantom of a thousand troops and ten thousand horses behind it, erupting with an unstoppable momentum.
...
The green moon's light surged like giant waves, pushing Yan Zhexian and Yan Huangtu backward, unable to resist.
Zhang Ruochen sighed lightly, activated the divine power within his body, and a massive blood phoenix divine shadow appeared behind him.
That was the manifestation of divine power.
This body of Zhang Ruochen's was created by Xue Hou using the divine blood of a divine realm blood phoenix, nurtured for eight hundred years, reaching the level of a half-god physical body. Because Zhang Ruochen's half-god physical body's power was largely related to that blood phoenix.
Zhang Ruochen had been analyzing its mysteries recently, seeking to unleash the strongest power of the half-god physical body.
"Boom!"
Zhang Ruochen struck with full force, using palm power to shatter the divine disciple with the green moon above its head, then cut through the Golden Armored Knight, swept away the Divine King Lifting the Cauldron and the Heavenly Ghost Pushing the Millstone.
He struck four times in succession, breaking Fei Zhong's four sacred arts.
It seemed effortless, but everyone could see that "Yan Yu" barely managed it, with a strand of hair cut off by the Golden Armored Knight's blade, nearly losing his head.
This was merely an attack formed by a casual shout from Fei Zhong.
Fei Zhong completely saw through "Yan Yu's" true nature, flames of anger burning in his eyes. If he didn't kill this person today, it would surely leave an inner demon.
"Enough! With me here, how dare a Great Saint of your Paradise Realm show off?"
Hei Shisha's arm extended, transforming into a black dragon claw hundreds of li long, blocking Fei Zhong who intended to go and kill Zhang Ruochen.
This claw was extremely rich in both dragon qi and corpse qi, containing countless rules.
Fei Zhong looked up, feeling that the scale-shaped sky was pressing down, crushing the dao domain he had erected inch by inch, finally landing heavily on him.
Fei Zhong was sent plummeting by the claw strike, the sacred qi within his body becoming chaotic.
"The Ten Corpses of the Dead are indeed terrifyingly powerful. I am no match."
Just as this thought flashed through Fei Zhong's mind, Hei Shisha's second claw struck horizontally.
Thousands of dragon shadows surged from the dragon claw, ten thousand dragons galloping and roaring.
"Sky-Splitting Sun-Breaker."
Fei Zhong raised his battle axe above his head, executing a supreme-level high-rank sacred art. Countless bolts of lightning surged from the battle axe. Each bolt was like a river of electricity, spanning tens of thousands of li.
Zhang Ruochen, Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, and Gong Nanfeng were all rapidly fleeing into the distance. This was a peak battle below the divine realm; even being struck by a single bolt of lightning would be unpleasant.
Zhang Ruochen looked back and saw a giant axe shadow a thousand li long, as if breaking through chaos, cleaving toward the half-dragon, half-human black figure standing in the void.
"You, Fei Zhong, are far from enough."
Hei Shisha roared, transforming into his black dragon true form.
From his massive dragon body, endless divine might was released. With a single claw strike, the giant axe shadow shattered, turning into a rain of light scattering for a thousand li.
Fei Zhong spat blood and rapidly fled into the distance.
"Want to escape? Not so easy."
The black divine dragon's speed far exceeded Fei Zhong's, catching up to him in an instant. From its mouth, it spat out a precious seal radiating ten thousand rays of light. From the seal, four ancient dragon clan divine characters flew out, injuring Fei Zhong again and intercepting him.
Fei Zhong knew that Hei Shisha's combat power among the Ten Corpses of the Dead could only be ranked near the bottom, but his speed was among the best. He would likely have difficulty escaping today.
"If we continue fighting, it will end in mutual destruction," Fei Zhong said solemnly.
The black divine dragon showed no fear, saying: "Before you self-destruct your sacred source, answer my question. What exactly happened with Zhang Ruochen's death? Was the Celestial Pivot Needle taken by you?"
Clearly, Gong Nanfeng's earlier words "Brother Ruochen" had not made them think of Zhang Ruochen.
After all, no one believed Zhang Ruochen could survive the Heavenly Dao Arrow.
Even if Hei Shisha and Fei Zhong were struck by the Heavenly Dao Arrow, they would most likely fall.
Gong Nanfeng, Yan Zhexian, and Yan Huangtu all involuntarily looked toward the fake Yan Yu.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It is said that Hei Shisha was cultivated by the Destiny Temple using the divine corpse of a pure-blood black dragon, born only for slaughter, fearless of death. His combat power is indeed extraordinary, easily defeating Fei Zhong."
Yan Zhexian knew that Zhang Ruochen was deliberately changing the subject, not wanting to tell them the truth, so she rolled her eyes and said: "Fei Zhong is far from Hei Shisha's match. Does that mean we don't need to escape?"
"No, the more this is the case, the more we need to escape, and the farther the better," Zhang Ruochen said.
Yan Huangtu said: "Correct! If Fei Zhong is pushed to the brink of death, he will definitely self-destruct his sacred source, destroying himself along with Hei Shisha. The destructive power of a Supreme Realm Great Saint's self-destruction is not something we can withstand."
"Let's go now."
Zhang Ruochen released sacred qi, enveloping the three of them. Just as he turned around, his gaze froze. He saw that, unknown when, a figure was sitting behind them.
Yet they had been completely unaware.
Bai Qinger sat in the void, with a stone stool beneath her, a stone table in front, and a stone pavilion above.
The stone stool, stone table, and stone pavilion slowly manifested from nothing before their eyes. It was as if she could create worlds, mysterious and miraculous.
On the stone table appeared a teapot and teacups.
In the teapot appeared boiling tea.
The fragrance of tea floated through the cosmic space, forming bridges of mist.
Outside the stone pavilion appeared rockeries and ponds. On the ground, soil condensed, growing colorful spiritual flowers and sacred trees, the trees bearing vermilion fruits.
Soon, a fairyland-like island was born from nothing, gradually coming into existence.
Even Yan Huangtu and Yan Zhexian, with all their experience, were stunned, their hearts filled with shock.
Zhang Ruochen understood Bai Qinger's terror better than they did. His gaze fixed on her sitting in the pavilion, while his spiritual power communicated with Zangjin Baihu, asking: "This time, I'm afraid I must borrow your power, right?"
"I think you'd better not waste this only chance. Using force against force is actually the inferior approach. This woman is exceptionally intelligent yet extremely arrogant; she may not necessarily kill you. If you can use your own ability to deal with her, then when you encounter even stronger enemies in the future, you won't think of me first. Of course, if you can't handle it, I naturally won't stand by and watch, but I will be quite disappointed in your abilities," Zangjin Baihu said.
Zhang Ruochen's heart quickly calmed. He walked up the steps and entered the stone pavilion.
He sat directly across from Bai Qinger, picked up the teapot, and poured a full cup.
Surprise appeared in Bai Qinger's beautiful eyes. She smiled and said: "Young Master Ruochen sees me, yet doesn't feel the slightest fear?"
"Why should I fear? After all, in the future, either I will be your person, or you will be mine. When meeting one's own people, isn't it better to be casual?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Bai Qinger's face was full of smiles, her appearance as bright as the morning sun rising with dawn clouds. She said: "Aren't you curious about how I found this place?"
"I think the problem lies either with Shang Yue or Shang Xia," Zhang Ruochen said after a moment's thought. "It should be Shang Xia, right? Did you already guess that the Heavenly Dao Arrow couldn't kill me?"
Bai Qinger said: "As the guide of Zangjin Baihu, how could a single Heavenly Dao Arrow kill you?"
"So you already knew," Zhang Ruochen said.
Bai Qinger said: "I only learned of it by chance after arriving at Ice King Star. Congratulations, Great Saint Ruochen, for gaining the protection of a deity. You will surely soar to great heights in the future."
"You know I have a deity protecting me, yet you still dare to be my enemy?" Zhang Ruochen's gaze sharpened.
Bai Qinger said lightly: "Zangjin Baihu appearing in this era is nothing more than a sick cat, destined not to roar across the world. At least for now, I am not afraid of it at all. If it appears and becomes my enemy, it will surely die."
Zangjin Baihu's voice sounded in Zhang Ruochen's ears: "I take back my earlier words. When dealing with this woman, I can help you with all my strength, with no limit on the number of times. But you must have complete confidence of victory, and must not lose."
Bai Qinger was not entirely speaking falsely.
If she were powerful enough to force Zangjin Baihu to use power exceeding what the heaven and earth rules permitted, then Zangjin Baihu would certainly suffer heavenly punishment, even risking falling.
She saw through Zangjin Baihu and Zhang Ruochen completely.
Zhang Ruochen said: "You knew the Heavenly Dao Arrow couldn't kill me, yet you deliberately sent Shang Xia to retrieve my corpse. Did you expect that I would capture her rather than kill her?"
Bai Qinger said: "Shangguang Que is in my hands, so of course you wouldn't kill Shang Xia. You must have a bargaining chip to negotiate with me."
"So, at the Divine Maiden Tower, you deliberately hinted that my teacher is in your hands?" Zhang Ruochen stared into her eyes, trying to see through her heart using the Way of Truth.
But what he saw were two abysses. Countless illusions appeared before his eyes, his consciousness becoming blurry, and he felt drowsy.
Bai Qinger's lips curled slightly.
"Chi Yao, I treated you as my beloved, why did you want to kill me?"
Zhang Ruochen shouted loudly, lunged forward, and sat up from the bed.
He then discovered that he had fallen into a dream.
It was a nightmare!
In the dream, he was besieged by many cultivators, including Xiao Hei, Chi Yao, Kong Lanyou, A Le, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, Xue Hou... Finally, Chi Yao pierced his brow with a sword.
When he woke up, he was on a golden bed, in a magnificently decorated room with ancient paintings hanging on the walls.
"Chen'er, did you have another nightmare?"
The Princess of Yunwu Commandery, "Lin Fei," dressed in palace attire, pushed the door open and entered, her eyes full of concern.
"Mother?"
Zhang Ruochen looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar figure before him, feeling that his current state was somewhat strange, yet everything before him was so real.
Lin Fei gently stroked Zhang Ruochen's forehead, calming his emotions.
Zhang Ruochen immersed himself in the warmth of maternal love, leaning gently toward her. Suddenly, his head throbbed with intense pain. Lin Fei's face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying. Using her fingers, she crushed Zhang Ruochen's skull.
Zhang Ruochen's soul flew out of his body, looking at his corpse on the bed, his head shattered, blood flowing.
And Lin Fei, like a madwoman, emitted a bone-chilling laugh from her mouth.
...
"Mother, why did you kill me?"
Zhang Ruochen shouted loudly and sat up from the bed, gasping heavily.
Mu Lingxi, sleeping beside him, wearing a form-fitting moon-white nightgown, also sat up, her clear, water-like eyes showing confusion: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Ruochen touched his forehead, then looked at Mu Lingxi, pulling her into his arms. Closing his eyes, he let out a long breath: "Just a dream!"
"Pfft!"
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen felt intense pain in his heart. He pushed Mu Lingxi away, staring wide-eyed at the heart in her hand, then looked down at the bloody hole in his chest. His voice was dry: "Why... why..."
Mu Lingxi tilted her head, sneering: "I am also of the Undying Blood Clan. I also want to drink blood. Your heart should be very delicious, right?"
...
The nightmare repeated endlessly, each time feeling like a fresh start.
Yan Huangtu and Yan Zhexian could not hear the conversation in the stone pavilion, but they recognized Bai Qinger, knew her identity, and knew that she and Zhang Ruochen had conflicting claims over the high-grade origin divine crystal, making them irreconcilable.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen collapsed onto the stone table, falling into a deep sleep. His body trembled continuously, uttering terrified cries, his feet sometimes kicking, his hands sometimes twitching.
Gong Nanfeng calculated with his fingers, his expression changing drastically. He stared in shock at Bai Qinger, saying: "Terrible! Bai Qinger is an origin controller who has cultivated the 'Cloud Dream Thirteen Chapters.' Zhang Ruochen has fallen into her Seven Soul Terrifying Dream."
"This demoness is definitely up to no good."
Yan Zhexian summoned her talisman brush, drawing talisman patterns.
Gong Nanfeng stopped her, his face bitter: "Her cultivation is supreme. Even if the three of us combined, she could crush us with a single finger."
Yan Zhexian stared at the agonized Zhang Ruochen, saying: "Then what do we do? Quickly ask Hei Shisha to act. Only he can save Zhang Ruochen now."
Because of his close proximity to Bai Qinger, Gong Nanfeng had calculated many things about her. But the more he knew, the uglier his expression became. Therefore, when Yan Zhexian asked him to seek help from Hei Shisha, he remained silent, only gently shaking his head.
Bai Qinger heard Gong Nanfeng's earlier words. Her gaze fell on him, instantly seeing through everything about him. She smiled and said: "No wonder you could calculate my secrets. I wondered what kind of divine being this was, but it turns out to be the artifact spirit of the Celestial Pivot Needle."
Gong Nanfeng smiled at her, his smile uglier than crying.
Hei Shisha and Fei Zhong had long sensed Bai Qinger's presence. They had stopped fighting, but their spiritual power enveloped the area, trying to probe Bai Qinger's cultivation level.
"You dare to probe me? What audacity."
Bai Qinger's voice was clear, beautiful, and gentle. Sitting on the stone stool, she reached out her hand. In her palm appeared an illusory universe, with countless trillions of sacred dao rules flowing within it, absorbing the spiritual power of Hei Shisha and Fei Zhong.
Fei Zhong was terrified, finding that his spiritual power was beyond his control, continuously draining away.
Such a terrifying thing had never happened before.
Even a god might not be able to do this, right?
"This woman is too strange. We can't just sit and wait for death. Should we join forces?" Hei Shisha said.
"Fine!"
Fei Zhong was very decisive. He responded, swung his battle axe, and a thousand-li-long giant axe shadow fell straight toward the stone pavilion.
Hei Shisha controlled the precious seal, making it as huge as a city, crushing through layers of space, following the giant axe shadow to attack Bai Qinger.