Everyone involuntarily looked over, collectively entranced.

It was a giant shadowy figure in thick fog, like a mirage over the ocean in Shanghai, seated on a rocking chair, enveloped in divine radiance, with flowing sleeves, giving an aura of mystery and ancient vastness.

A pair of eyes like the sun, transparent and bright, peering through the mist, observing all.

"Who is that?"

In that moment, the group who had chased all the way here was in shock, and even though they were usually stable, they felt as if their beliefs were collapsing, their worldview shattered by an illusion.

The so-called chaos, was the living room...??

Could it be that this being had been watching them from beyond the Crystal Wall all along?

Like a traveler camping, watching the roadside fish tanks?

Like passersby, staring at the mannequins in the glass display of a roadside clothing store?

"Previously, that Half-Elf God, was swatted dead by his hand!"

At this moment, Ning Guochang suddenly exclaimed.

Not only him, but everyone recalled the sticky, blooming blood of years ago, a corpse on the transparent Crystal Wall.

This presence had been camping on this land for a very long time, even observing them.

Suddenly.

They saw that gigantic shadow in chaos, sitting in a reclining chair, its shadow coated in a faintly golden Holy Light; not just its eyes, even its draped hair was resplendently crystal clear, exuding an unworldly might, as it made a motion.

It was sipping tea.

This action bewildered the few present even more.

This was a Chaos Traveler of unknown level in the chaos, incredibly powerful.

No one knew how long it had been lurking there.

But it didn't make a move against them, instead sipping tea?

"What should we do?"

"Stay calm, just pass through like Sylvie! If it wanted to attack, it would have done so already, it appears there are neutral travelers in the chaos."

By now, turning back would not bode well, anyway.

The few immediately bowed in respect towards the gigantic silhouette to show their deference.

That vast, astonishing figure, distant in the fog, remained lying on its chair without any special movements, not even standing up.

Several took a deep breath, transforming into streaks of rainbow light, pursuing forward.

And seeing that the being did not chase them, they sighed in relief, pressing ahead, following the traces left by Sylvie, surprisingly finding a gigantic mural embedded on the wall.

Everyone looked up, feeling its vast magnificence.

"What is this??"

"I always suspected she had a base, didn't expect it to be here!"

"Is this a painting for public viewing?"

Minis surveyed around, immediately starting to break through the Crystal Wall to chase Sylvie.

With a roaring blast.

The entire Crystal Wall was shattered with a large hole.

There were five or six layers of Crystal Wall, yet it could not withstand the attacks of these powerful True Gods, easily breached.

Sitting in the distance, Li Qing watched all of this and sighed slightly:

"This Crystal Wall is completely outdated, Crystal Wall beings in the Demigod Realm... can't stop these ever stronger True Gods."

The air walls managing the sand table map had already been broken through.

If not for each era, meticulously embedding themselves in people's caution and fear of the outside world, coupled with myself as the gatekeeper, they would've left the chamber a long time ago.

However, the current Sylvie, piqued Li Qing's interest.

The Dream Garment, this Extraordinary System, is an auxiliary, yet the gathered Heavenly Dao Will enables people to momentarily break through their capability limits.

Incarnating as the Celestial Dao, that's interesting.

An auxiliary race, yet managing to single-handedly resist the heroic crusade of an entire era, is quite an impressive outcome.

"The grand trend of the world kills. At this rate, without an Emperor, just Minis alone... Sylvie might actually swallow the entire era, using the grand trend to kill the opponent."

Li Qing pondered deeply.

Boom!

At that moment, a tremor came from afar.

"You all dared to follow."

Sylvie's main base sounded out, saying softly: "This is the Celestial Path Palace in chaos, you're not afraid of death coming after me here."

If the Divine Realm outside was the first layer of protection, with myself overseeing the Divine Realm, letting mortal geniuses come up and besiege them.

Then this Chaos Tao Palace is the second layer of protection.

If anyone broke through her defense, and she couldn't hold against their attack, here is where she'd retreat.

Here is her main base, the celestial nexus.

"Did you really think, I was only capable of this?"

"A Black Magic Master is nothing but your race, my own race's abilities haven't even come into play yet."

In the stunned and surprised eyes of Minis, Ning Guochang, and others, the entire Celestial Path Palace suddenly lit up with chips, it turned out to be Dream Garment chips - Rumeng Order, embedded throughout the painting.

Whoosh.

As if numerous spotlights were shining on them.

Thousands upon thousands of Demigod-level Rumeng Orders formed a qualitative change in number, the terrifying soul power turned into beams of light, illuminating those on the stage.

"Welcome to my world."

"This is the nightmare ocean, feel despair, enjoy helplessness."

"And then die in pain."

...

In the next moment, everyone was immersed in a beautiful dream.

Brilliant colorful light completely enveloped the painting, the world seemed to evaporate directly, and they seemed to have arrived in a brand new world.

Ning Guochang opened his eyes and returned to the school.

The twin school beauties blinked their beautiful eyes, patting his shoulder, "Come on, stop sleeping lazybones, class is over, didn't you say you were quite a fighter? Recently, there's a rich kid pestering me, it's really annoying, let's go to the rooftop, but let me tell you first, there are seven of them."

Ning Guochang looked at the familiar classroom as if he had returned to the very first era.

He held his aching head, feeling like he had forgotten something important, spending the forty minutes of class in a very long dream.

But soon he snapped back, revealing a greasy and wicked smile: "Let me show you how well I can fight, I'm not just earning my pay as your personal bodyguard for nothing."

Without any change, without any preparation, he was still the same greasy boastful boy from back then, the school beauty's personal bodyguard.

...

Within the endless celestial world.

Golden brilliance fell upon a Divine Country, and the tall man, the Witch Emperor, sat on the throne, looking at the countless ministers below,

"Your Majesty, we already control over thirty civilized worlds."

A minister said excitedly, "We are already the greatest force in the Multi-Dimensional Crystal Wall Universe! Crossing all heavens with the extraordinary system, the Great Witch! The name of the Witch resounds throughout the heavens and earth!"

"And you will ascend as an Ancient God, overlooking the entire epoch's celestial vault!"

"Your Majesty, the Thunderbolt Ancient God, and the Light Ancient God, we have already eroded their territories, should we start the war?"

"Commence."

...

Minis opened his eyes, finding himself on the verdant World Tree, with a gentle breeze blowing.

A tall man, seeming to shimmer with endless radiance, exuding a clear and elegant temperament, was sitting in a chair reading a book.

"What, you're awake?" Herodotus glanced up, "Next, you will be responsible for researching this, is there any problem?"

Only warmth and harmony.

Surrounded by Atabians, in this most ancient civilization of humans, one by one the Elf Gods came and went, studying various systems on the tree.

This is the origin of Wizards, the oldest of truth-seeking wizards.

Minis accepted the information, nodding heavily, his eyes flashing with a trace of excitement and exhilaration, "Okay."

...

"When a beautiful dream becomes reality."

"To see the dearest, most longed-for white moonlight in one's life, who can refuse?" Sylvie opened her eyes, showing a slight smile.

Even Minis was no exception.

Or rather, Minis was even more susceptible than anyone else.

As the last Atabian of the era, his confusion, hopes, desires, and loneliness would completely trap him in past memories.

This is the flaw in the heart.

Minis seems the strongest, yet is actually the one most haunted by heart demons.

He is a person whose heart is flawed, who lacks self-confidence, and considers himself mediocre.

"The chaos upheaval was a layout, leveraging the great trend to kill them," she stepped step by step down from the stage, sitting in a seat in the audience, watching the play on stage.

"But that's only one part."

"And my second trump card is adapting to the dream, lowering their vigilance."

"When they think they are hiding in a dream, concealing their identities, they don't realize they are also gradually adapting to dreaming, letting their guard down."

"The so-called Hypnotist uses various pretextual suggestions, looking at pictures, looking at colors, listening to sounds, looking at pendulums..."

"Right in front of them is their pendulum."

"They've been subconsciously hypnotized for thousands of years, gradually adapting in the dream stage to everything."

"When they joined the great momentum and came after the Celestial Dao, they assumed roles as puppets on the stage, joining the great momentum meant they could no longer transcend."

"True and false, false and true, the master of dream-stealing, who can discern how many layers of dreams there are? Is it true or false now?"

Sylvie watched the few people immersed in their stage roles, seemingly recalling past memories, softly lamenting, "I was originally a man, yet not a delicate woman... In the play Farewell My Concubine, performing again and again, immersing again and again, forcefully telling you that you are a delicate woman, you gradually become a delicate woman, already that Yu Ji... On the stage, the play is already like life."

"That is why now, I can successfully take action against them."

Sylvie softly murmured, suddenly chuckling, watching the role performers on stage from the audience, "Don't you agree, Emperor?"

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