My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times

"An Ancient Immortal has descended."

The Left Tower Master, shimmering with Buddhist light, stated with certainty:

"On Dragon Tiger Mountain, I cannot see more. It’s shrouded in a thick haze. That old fellow is guarding it, making it impossible to see clearly."

Beside him, the Right Tower Master, brimming with Dao Rhyme, chuckled lightly.

"It is not just one Immortal. A far greater Existence sits in the void, looking down upon the Human World. The Immortals and Buddhas are about to return one by one, and we will both be rewarded for our service."

After a pause, he continued,

"I will hold a key position in the rebuilt Celestial Court and gain the title of Emperor. You will sit upon a high seat in the newly risen Spirit Mountain and be honored as a Great Buddha. This is what we both deserve... but before that, I must clear the way for my Emperor, and you for your Buddha."

"Lu Xuan." The figure shimmering with Buddhist light looked up. "He’s a problem, but only a problem. A Great Virtue from Ancient Times, able to fight a Grand Grade—that’s all he is."

As he spoke, this Buddha stood up.

"Within a year, the Immortals and Buddhas will return. Before then, the upper limit of Heaven and Earth will be raised. We will be able to walk the world. Crushing a so-called Great Virtue? It will be effortless."

"Don’t forget that Daoist Temple, and the master of that Daoist Temple."

"I remember. A slightly bigger problem than Lu Xuan, but that’s all... Inform the creatures outside the pass. They can begin."

"I will order my subordinates to do it."

The one brimming with Dao Rhyme said, his gaze boundlessly deep, reflecting the Floating World, his voice like rolling thunder:

"We shall see what that Ancient Immortal, who walks in the gaps of Heaven and Earth, in the void, intends to do... I can sense that he is also an Immortal."

"An Immortal from ancient times possesses means beyond our ability to counter."

"No matter. I will inform the Death Tower, the Upper Palace, and the Earth Palace. I will also pray and respectfully consult my Buddha... Mercy, mercy!"

"That won’t be necessary."

A voice suddenly rang out. The two, a Celestial Venerable and a Buddha, turned their heads at the same time, just in time to see an armored figure emerging from the void where he had been floating.

"Oh?" The expression of the one brimming with Dao Rhyme hardened. "Upper Palace Master... To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit, Fellow Daoist?"

The Upper Palace Master said,

"Yesterday, my Emperor issued a decree: kill Lu Xuan, no matter the cost, regardless of the losses. Since then, I have scanned the Human World and just now discovered Lu Xuan’s whereabouts."

He paused, then continued,

"While looking down upon the Human World, I witnessed Lu Xuan and several suspected Grand Grade experts enter Dragon Tiger Mountain. After that, my vision became unclear, but I am certain he is on Dragon Tiger Mountain right now."

The Buddha and the Celestial Venerable exchanged a look, both somewhat surprised. The former asked in a solemn voice,

"What of it? That old fellow is on Dragon Tiger Mountain. Sending Grand Grade experts there would be a suicide mission, and we ourselves cannot walk the Human World..."

"No."

The Upper Palace Master said coolly,

"The two of you forget, Dragon Tiger Mountain exists independent of the Great Heaven and Earth. That old fellow can walk within it, and so can we. We simply need to command the Daoist Palace and Buddhist Hall to crash into it."

"So urgent?" The one brimming with Dao Rhyme frowned. "Is that necessary? It’s too risky. That place is the Celestial Master’s home turf, after all."

"It’s not risky."

The Upper Palace Master said calmly,

"The Emperor has decreed that he be executed as soon as possible, without delay. We must use our full strength and succeed in one strike. Before coming here, I had already gone to the Death Tower and the Earth Palace. Those two have already agreed."

After a pause, he continued,

"Five Immortals descending upon Dragon Tiger Mountain together. If the Celestial Master dares to interfere, it’s possible an Immortal will bleed and die there. What do you say?"

The one shimmering with Buddhist light and the one brimming with Dao Rhyme looked at each other, both filled with shock and uncertainty. They fell silent.

It had all happened too suddenly, catching them completely off guard.

The Upper Palace Master said in a solemn voice,

"You must be decisive!"

After another long silence, the Buddha and the Celestial Venerable looked at each other, nodded, and said in unison,

"Then let us give it a try."

"But Dragon Tiger Mountain is ultimately the Celestial Master’s home turf. If anything unexpected happens, we will not linger... After all, my master did not order us to kill Lu Xuan at all costs."

"Good." The Upper Palace Master’s expression grew solemn. "There is no time to lose."

With that, his figure slowly vanished from within the Life Tower.

A moment later, in the Land of the Far South, a massive Ancient Tower shot into the sky. In the Far West, a palace also appeared, weighing down the Celestial Vault.

In the Far East, the majestic Daoist Palace smashed through the earth’s mantle, bursting forth from underground, while in the Far North, a tower brimming with baleful energy also floated among the clouds.

Two towers, a palace, and a gate-palace tore across the sky!

.........

The Three-Faced Evil Buddha walked between the All Realms.

He walked in the gaps between Heaven and Earth, never entering the Human World. His three faces showed the three aspects of sorrow, hatred, and rage as he muttered to himself,

’What could have happened to Ben Bo’Erba? Interesting. A Grand Grade from this era should be no match for him...’

’Is there an Immortal on Dragon Tiger Mountain?’

’No matter, no matter.’

His gaze was profound as he scanned this gap in the Floating World. Here, all things were void, no spirits were manifest, and even the concept of dead silence was absent. Then, his steps came to a sudden halt.

"You’ve returned early as well?" the Three-Faced Evil Buddha asked in a solemn voice, looking at the illusory and majestic figure before him.

"Sha Wujing." The figure chuckled, the sound a mix of emotion and a sigh. "It’s been a long time."

"It has been a long time."

The Three-Faced Evil Buddha looked up, also feeling a touch of melancholy.

"It must have been tens of thousands of years. I am a subject of the Immortal Mother, and I take orders from the Demon Ancestor. What about you? Whose command do you follow now?"

"I serve His Majesty, His Majesty the First Emperor... Those great figures are stirring up conflict again. They are all scheming, all laying their plans. We are not the only ones who have returned early."

The figure sighed and said,

"Master is dead, the monkey has been suppressed, and Zhu Bajie is missing. Only you and I are left. Be careful, be careful."

The Three-Faced Evil Buddha stared at the colossal True Dragon before him, which stretched for a hundred thousand li.