My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times

The Jade Void Glazed Lamp materialized from the void, its candlelight flickering, illuminating countless great worlds that rose and fell within its glow.

A single point of candlelight instantly swelled, surging toward the fat monk who was just inches away. This flame, which used mysterious and profound things like concepts and Cause and Effect as fuel, burned the monk's body, yet no strange phenomenon occurred.

The fat monk stood grinning within the Jade Void Glaze Fire, his complexion rosy, and smiled.

"So this lamp is in your possession. How strange, how very strange. Why would that person from Jade Void Palace entrust this lamp to you?"

He paused, then said leisurely,

"A pity your Cultivation is still too weak. If it were a Daluo or a being of the Celestial Realms activating this lamp, even I would have to step aside..."

A chill ran down Lu Xuan's back, but he didn't hesitate. He tried to use this Celestial Venerable's Cyan Lamp to connect with the Cause and Effect between him and his second master, but he failed. All causal connections were obscured by the chaotic clouds in the sky!

He raised the Jade Void Glazed Lamp high as he retreated rapidly. In his right hand, a rustic Fishing Drum appeared!

"Excellent, excellent! The Fishing Drum is in your hands as well? No wonder your mind is as solid as a fortress!" The fat monk clicked his tongue in amazement, his eyes glowing as if he had just spotted a rare animal.

Lu Xuan paid him no mind and just struck the Fishing Drum hard!

'THWACK!!'

A Daoist tone exploded outwards. Vast and powerful phenomena appeared in its wake, surging in all directions. But immediately, the chaotic clouds in the sky roiled, isolating the divine sound and confining it to this area, preventing it from reaching the heavens!

The citizens of Jiangling City, however, were shaken to the point of dizziness. Those closer, like Zhao Zheng and Lü Niangrong, staggered.

In the clouds, some high-ranking officials of the Chu Kingdom, who were still bewildered by Doctor Sanlu's arrival and subsequent flight, paled. The Daoist tone made their qi and blood churn violently.

"What is this Supreme Treasure?!" an Earth Immortal exclaimed, bewildered. "And that Daoist and the monk are..."

Before he could finish, he saw the old Daoist in the Daoist Robe strike the Fishing Drum again and again!

'THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!'

A series of vast sounds arose, but they were all confined to this space, unable to travel far. All sorts of phenomena, like heavenly flowers raining down and golden lotuses sprouting from the earth, bloomed throughout the city.

Although this great sound carried no intent of Slaughter, its natural vibrations still tore Jiangling City apart. Nearby, Zhao Zheng was in extreme discomfort, barely managing to shield Lu Jianxue.

Lü Niangrong, at his side, was not faring well either. With her qi and blood in turmoil, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

As for the high-ranking officials of Chu in the clouds, they all plummeted like rain from the sky under the force of the Daoist sound, crashing into Jiangling City!

Lying not far away, the heavily injured, even dying, elders of the Fan and Duanmu Families, as well as the Earth Immortal City Lord, were all dumbfounded, their scalps prickling with shock.

Elder Duanmu coughed up blood, a look of terror dawning on his face. 'This old Daoist...'

His back grew cold as he recalled Doctor Sanlu fleeing in panic. He couldn't stop trembling. How could he not understand by now that this Daoist and the monk were extraordinary figures?

At this moment, Lu Xuan's expression was incredibly grim, but he dared not strike the Fishing Drum again. If he continued, before the sound could even escape, Jiangling City would likely collapse and be annihilated first!

The fat monk mimicked Lu Xuan's motion of striking the Fishing Drum, patting his own round belly with a wide grin.

"The Jade Void Glazed Lamp, the Heaven-Reaching Fishing Drum... This is truly beyond my expectations..."

He paused, then spoke in a Brahma Sound, his voice gentle and persuasive.

"Do you have any other Supreme Treasures? Why not summon them all? Perhaps they can break through the seal of my Two Realms Cloth?"

A chill ran through Lu Xuan's heart. Under the vibration of the Brahma Sound, his head grew muddled, and he subconsciously wanted to summon all his Supreme Treasures. But then, he abruptly realized something was wrong.

'This fat monk before me, who calls himself Maitreya, is absurdly powerful. He's most likely a being at the Daluo level, perhaps even a legendary Dao Fruit.'

'For such an Existence, killing me would be easier than crushing an ant. So why go to all this trouble? Why is he doing this?'

'The only reason can be that he wants to convert me, to make me take refuge in his faith!'

'But why is it so troublesome for him?'

'Can't the Buddhist Sect use the Brahma Sound to forcefully convert people?'

'Unless...'

Lu Xuan's thoughts raced, and he suddenly understood. Within the sea of his heart, in his Spiritual World, Supreme Treasures were suppressing it. This fat monk couldn't forcefully convert him!

That's why he had been applying pressure step by step—he wanted Lu Xuan to summon all his Supreme Treasures from his Spiritual World without killing him, thereby losing their suppressive power!

Lu Xuan's gaze sharpened, and he said in a cold voice,

"Since you possess such immense power, why not just capture me directly?"

"Where's the fun in that?" the big monk chuckled. "I am not one to force others against their will. Besides, I cherish talent and don't wish to harm you, Patron..."

Lu Xuan's mind whirred. He summoned the Three-Five Evil-Slaying Sword, held the longsword, activated his Path-Approaching Body, and used the Divine Technique of Celestial and Earthly Laws. He suddenly grew ten thousand zhang tall!

Lü Niangrong stared dumbfounded at the gigantic Daoist Lu, her mind buzzing. 'Daoist Lu's power is even greater than I imagined...'

Before the astonished eyes of countless people in the city, the ten-thousand-zhang giant raised the Three-Five Evil-Slaying Sword high. He generated two streams of Sword Qi—Immortal Slayer and Immortal Slaughterer—and slashed viciously at the chaotic clouds.

The Sword Qi crisscrossed as it plunged into the clouds, stirring up monstrous waves, but that was all. It failed to shatter even a sliver of the clouds.

The fat monk patted his belly as he strode up through the air, saying with a grin,

"My Two Realms Cloth was refined using Spirit Mountain and Sumeru Mountain as its foundation. Even a Dao Fruit couldn't perceive it without a specific and careful scan... With your power, Patron, it's impossible to break through my Two Realms Cloth."

Lu Xuan remained silent, certain that the fat monk truly didn't dare to take his life. He ignored everything else and unleashed a continuous stream of sword strikes. But just like before, he only managed to make the clouds roil, with no other effect.

"Do you have any other Supreme Treasures, Patron? Bring them all out, bring them all out..." the fat monk spoke in a Brahma Sound again, his voice gentle and persuasive.

The mysterious and profound Brahma Sound muddled Lu Xuan's mind, and he subconsciously wanted to obey. But in the sea of his heart, the Four-sided Bronze Fragment and the Qing Ping Sword hanging at the highest point began to glow.

Coupled with the vibrations of the Primordial Ancestral Qi coiling around his Soul and True Spirit, his thoughts suddenly became clear.

Lu Xuan took a deep breath, shrank back to his normal size, and deactivated Celestial and Earthly Laws. He sat cross-legged in the clouds, stared at the fat monk before him, and asked,

"What is it you truly want? I have Supreme Treasures suppressing my mind. You cannot make me convert, so why not retreat?"

"So you've figured it all out, Patron." The fat monk wasn't the least bit surprised and smiled faintly. "Why should I retreat? I have all the time in the world to spend with you."

He paused, then chuckled.

"If one day isn't enough, then a year. If a year isn't enough, then a hundred years, a thousand, ten thousand. In any case, the flow of Time is contained within this very moment. Don't think you can drag this out until The Three Pristine Ones notice."

"What do you mean?" Lu Xuan was stunned.

"I mean exactly what I say."

The fat monk casually crooked his finger. Before the terrified eyes of countless people in Jiangling City, a vast River of Time surged forth.

Immediately after, the fat monk gently turned it back, and like a video rewinding, everything reversed.

An Instant later, Lu Xuan and the fat monk were standing in Jiangling City once more. The city, which had been torn in two by the Daoist sound, was restored to its original state.

The previously dying Elder Bai and the others were once again surrounding them on the long street. Zhao Zheng stood nearby holding Lu Jianxue, and Lü Niangrong had just drawn her longsword, holding it across her shoulder.

Everything had returned to the way it was moments ago.

The fat monk spoke leisurely,

"You see? It was just a reenactment. We are eternally within this slice of Years. The Years do not flow forward, but you, Patron, are an 'indeterminate number' and are not affected by the changes in Time."

He paused, then said with a carefree laugh,

"Therefore, for heaven and earth, everything is repeating, and Time does not advance. But for you, Patron, the Years are well and truly passing by..."

Lu Xuan's heart went cold.

He closed his eyes and said nothing as everything replayed exactly as before. The conflict erupted, Zhao Zheng struck down the Earth Immortal, the True Immortal arrived and then fled in panic, and then Time reversed, returning to The Beginning.

In one cycle after another, the fat monk began chanting scriptures. The abstruse Buddhist Scripture washed over Lu Xuan's mind again and again. Although the Supreme Treasures suppressed it and the Primordial Ancestral Qi sustained him, making the effect minimal...

...minimal effect was still an effect. After countless cycles of Reincarnation, as Lu Xuan's head throbbed to the point of splitting, a Buddhist light actually began to appear on his body, and a look of compassion started to grace his features.

'I can't let this continue!'

During yet another cycle, Elder Bai barked orders for his men to capture Zhao Zheng and the others, while Lü Niangrong shouted, "Shameless!"

But suddenly, before their astonished eyes, the old Daoist in front of the monk who had been chanting Buddhist Scriptures abruptly rose. He took a single step into the sky, unleashing an aura of ultimate terror!

The three elders and the Celestial Humans were forced to their knees. From the City Lord's Mansion, the Earth Immortal City Lord also shot into the sky, his expression incomparably grave, and asked in a loud voice,

"Might I ask which senior has graced Jiangling with their presence?"

Below, Lü Niangrong felt the terrifying aura, vast as a great river, and trembled. She raised her head in a daze and looked at the Daoist in the sky, utterly shocked.

'Th-this is Daoist Lu?!'

Lü Niangrong swallowed. 'Daoist Lu... is indeed a master!'

At that moment, the fat monk raised his head, looked at the old Daoist, and said with a smile,

"What are you planning now, Patron? It's useless..."

In the next instant, Lu Xuan pulled a pale cyan longsword from the void. The sword was suffused with Dao Rhyme, and a faint radiance shone from it, reflecting the magnificent scene of the annihilation of all the Celestial Realms and all worlds!

The smile on the fat monk's face froze. He rubbed his eyes.

"The Qing Ping Sword???"

And high in the clouds, the Daoist raised the longsword, posturing as if to cleave the chaotic clouds!

"Stop! Stop! Stop!!!"

The fat monk's expression changed dramatically. He shouted three times, his commands echoing through heaven and earth. Words Become Law, forcibly freezing Lu Xuan in place, rendering him immobile.

But the Qing Ping Sword was not affected in the slightest. Following its own inertia, it swung down leisurely.

'CRACK!'

A shattering sound suddenly rang out.

This sound did not come from the chaos-like clouds, but from this Great Heaven and Earth itself.

The sky opened and the earth split. Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water erupted violently. A great calamity had arrived. The world collapsed, all things were extinguished, and all life was annihilated.

!!!

Maitreya Buddha's heart stopped.