Beast Piercing The Heavens

0Ye Qinghan had many dreams, but in reality, ever since he entered this damned place, he had been dreaming.    0

    

At the very beginning, when he was pulled into the black hole by the white fog of God Falling Mountain, he suffered a very heavy injury, which almost caused him to die from it. Fortunately, the mysterious air that was constantly transmitted from the ring finger on his left hand was holding his life and healing his injuries. However, his body had become extremely weak in the past few days, so he would often fall into a deep sleep and dream.    

    

He had recovered a lot these few days, and could basically sit up straight. He could even take a few steps by chance. However, he was still dreaming.    

    

These dreams, some sweet, some sad, some angry, some fearful... All kinds of dreams were floating around in his mind.    

    

He dreamt that his sister had been saved. Ye Qingyu's delicate and weak figure appeared in front of him, affectionately calling him "brother."    

    

He dreamt that he had married Yue Qingcheng, and Yue Qingcheng's beautiful and enchanting waist kept swaying on his body.    

    

He dreamt of Xue Wuhen, and Xue Wuhen told him with a smile on his face that he was living a very good life, and he would definitely let him live a bad life.    

    

He dreamt of Ye Tianlong, and Ye Tianlong told him that his father did not die accidentally, but was killed by someone.    

    

...    

    

All sorts of dreams filled his mind. At first, it was all an illusion, but then it slowly turned into reality. Everything seemed to have happened in reality.    

    

The sweet dream made him drunk and refused to wake up. The sad dream made him heartache to the point of breaking. Somehow, he felt like he didn't want to live by himself. The dream was filled with rage, and it filled his heart with boundless killing intent. He wanted nothing more than to tear everything in front of him to shreds. The dream of fear made him not dare to open his eyes. He didn't dare to believe that it was real. He would rather stay in the dream forever and never wake up …    

    

Many times, he almost lost himself in a dream, almost killed himself in a dream, almost lost his mind, almost never woke up. It was just that every time he was in danger, the Bronze Ring would release a gust of cool air in time, waking him up.    

    

He knew that this was not a dream, but a hallucination of the God Falling Mountain. The first trial of the God Falling Mountain, the Hallucination Realm. The illusion of being able to make people unknowingly die and become a mad demon.    

    

However, I can't avoid this kind of dream." Every once in a while, he would automatically enter a dreamland. It was like a real dream, and this dreamland seemed to have some sort of invisible magic that caused him to involuntarily sink into it.    

    

He didn't know what to do, didn't know what to do, didn't know that he would suddenly die in a dream like this that day …    

    

Until one morning.    

    

On this day, as usual, he had cultivated a bit of battle qi and walked a few steps on the spot to stretch his body. He did not dare to go far, because there was a faint white mist everywhere. He did not know where the danger lay or where the road to death lay.    

    

Then he took out some dry food and fresh water from his clothes and ate them. Fresh water and dried food were running out, and he had to endure eating less every day to maintain the nutrients needed for his body. He did not know if he could last for a few more days. He did not know if he would starve to death in God Falling Mountain after drinking all the fresh water and rations.    

    

Just as he was at a loss and extremely depressed in his heart, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.    

    

"You are Ye Qinghan?"    

    

The voice that suddenly sounded caused Ye Qinghan's body to tremble. He looked around in confusion for a while, then scratched his head with some suspicion. It seemed that the illusion today had been activated a little too early.    

    

Therefore, he shook his head and continued to ignore them. He sat cross-legged on the ground and prepared to continue cultivating.    

    

"You are Ye Qinghan?"    

    

The voice came out again, making Ye Qinghan a little impatient. He thought that the illusion was special, there wasn't even a shadow of him, but a strange voice that appeared instead. Thus, he sighed and said: "I am Ye Qinghan. Who are you?"    

    

The voice paused for a moment before it came again, "I am from your ancestor Sect!"    

    

Swish! Ye Qinghan immediately stood up, he was angry, you said that the God Falling Mountain was in a hallucinating realm, why is it like this? Every time he tried another trick, he would impersonate his ancestor Sect. Thus, he retaliated without restraint, "You bastard, I am your ancestor …"    

    

"I am really Ye Ruoshui from your ancestor Sect!"    

    

"Scram, I am your ancestor Sect. Ye Ruoshui? Who the hell are you trying to lie to? Ye Ruoshui has been dead for hundreds of years, yet the Idiot's Illusion Realm actually became such a stupid illusion with no depth at all! Change it. "    

    

"En..." How can I explain it to you? Actually, you are not in an illusory realm. I am really Ye Ruoshui and I did not die. Furthermore, I am sending you a sound transmission now, this is not an illusory realm! "    

    

"Alright, this is not an illusion, you are Ye Ruoshui. You did not die, you revived … "If these words were spoken, who would believe it …"    

    

"Fine, if you don't believe me, I will explain in detail about it to you after you're done experiencing the illusions!"    

    

The voice suddenly stopped and gently came. It quietly disappeared as though it had never come before.    

    

Ye Qinghan also felt that it was strange, after sitting there for a while, the other strange things did not happen.    

    

At this moment, he had some faint doubts. Was it possible that what happened just now wasn't an illusion? However, he immediately rejected this idea. Ye Ruoshui knew that a very famous Patriarch of the generation with five hundred years of Ye Family would summon a Holy Beast just like him. But... Five hundred years old figures had jumped out at this moment. Unless he was a ghost or a god, people would have to believe that he was the one who spoke.    

    

Half an hour later, Ye Qinghan's first illusion of the day arrived as promised, and the white mist that filled the sky slowly faded, as the surroundings slowly became the plot of the Barbaric Mountain Range. A group of Fire Wolf s behind him continuously rushed towards him, and five masked men dressed entirely in black appeared in front of him.    

    

Half an hour later, the ground was filled with wolf corpses as well as the five men in black. The bodies of the wolf corpses and the man in black began to fade away.    

    

But Ye Qinghan's eyes were still red, he kept on chopping and stabbing, as though he did not know how tired he was. Or perhaps, he would stop only when he completely lacked the strength to wield the dagger, but at that moment, he might really die …    

    

The power of the hallucination realm seemed to be getting stronger, and the white mist in the sky also seemed to be getting thicker and thicker …