Become a fairy alone

For these low-level demons, the great battle in the Dragon Realm was nothing short of a clash between gods; the slightest misstep could bring disaster upon them, with death and the extinction of their clan imminent. However, in this chaotic situation, they were powerless to do anything but hide in fear and wait for the storm to pass.

As these demons were either meditating or anxiously waiting in their respective lairs, a faint, hazy aura passed by. Unbeknownst to them, these demons fell into a deep sleep, each entering a dream.

Some dream of large numbers of dragons, or waterfowl, and red demon ant-men attacking in waves. While they are fighting each other, they are also slaughtering their own people, and they themselves cannot escape their clutches.

Some demons dreamed that they and their tribes survived this epic war safely, and that the Dragon Realm won the war. In the end, they broke through in their cultivation and successfully entered the Buddhist order. The Buddhist order in the Dragon Realm is inclusive, and anyone with a heart for Buddhism can enter the monastic order.

Not all demons are bloodthirsty. The Blood-Crowned Crane, the Cloud Deer Demon, and other races are peaceful and uncontested. In this part of the dream, the Dragon Realm has become a pure land where all races can develop in an orderly manner and stay away from war.

Others dreamt that after repeated bloody battles, the Dragon Realm had been reduced to ruins, leaving behind countless corpses. The Dragon Realm then became a land overrun by ghouls, and the survivors could only leave in despair. All sorts of dreams took root in the minds of these beings.

This strange and inexplicable aura continued to reach the vicinity of the Bat Clan. Ji Ting kept trying to condense his origin, but he was always just a little short.

Ji Ting wasn't in a hurry. Condensing the origin of the laws was a major event, unless the Dragon Domain encountered an insurmountable enemy.

Ji Ting carefully comprehended the new artistic conception. Yan Ji, who had been protecting him and had not joined the battle, suddenly opened her phoenix eyes. She felt a sense of indifference, yet an inescapable crisis, which was creeping in from all sides and could not be resisted even by the surrounding restrictions.

"The enemy's Emperor-level expert has moved." Yan Ji, who was very proud of herself, did not think she could contend with an Emperor-level expert. After instinctively sensing the danger, she immediately sent a telepathic message to Wen Yan, who was in charge of the Dragon Clan's totem.

The last time the Evil Heavenly Dragon invaded the territory, it was also mainly using dragon totems. Now that it has a different enemy with even more cunning and cautious methods, the same will naturally apply.

However, Yan Ji soon discovered that no matter whether she used her voice, divine sense, or anything else, after transmitting a certain distance, it was as if she had hit an invisible wall, and she would be bounced back in no time.

Yan Ji's expression changed slightly. The methods of an emperor-level expert are unpredictable. If it weren't for the fear of the dragon's power, she probably wouldn't have directly suppressed her.

Unable to contact Wen Yan, Yan Ji was by no means one to sit idly by and wait for death. Even if the other party was an Emperor-level expert, even if she was no match for him, Yan Ji would still draw her sword without hesitation.

Her fighting spirit soared, but before she could even draw the Demon Bat Blade halfway, Yan Ji froze on the spot, her eyes becoming unfocused.

Yan Ji was trapped in a strange dream. She was surrounded by nothing but an endless, desolate snowfield. A biting wind howled, and a chilling cold relentlessly assailed her from all sides. Even in this environment, Yan Ji couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably.

Yan Ji looked around blankly. Having ascended to the ranks of demon lords in her demon form, Yan Ji had created a miracle in the demon realm. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this powerless. It seemed that she was no longer a powerful demon lord, but just an ordinary mortal.

As far as the eye could see, there was only the infinity of the universe and her own insignificance. At this moment, let alone defeating the enemy, she herself did not know how to get out of the bitterly cold snowfield.

"What an amazing dream." Yan Ji took a breath. After all, she was a demon lord who had cultivated the origin of the laws. Looking across the entire realm, she was only below a dozen or so emperor-level powerhouses. For the time being, although she did not know where the person who cast the spell on her was hiding, she was also aware of her predicament.

Although the mysterious expert's methods were silent and extremely strange, Yan Ji had already become aware of him before he made his move.

With her cultivation level, she would have had a chance to escape if she had fled immediately. However, being in the Dragon Realm, Yan Ji never considered escaping. This led to her current perilous situation.

The surroundings grew increasingly cold. Without any other special means, this simple, extreme cold was deadly to Yan Ji. At this moment, Yan Ji's body was covered with a layer of frost. She stood still in the position with her sword drawn, like an ice sculpture.

Yan Ji knew in her heart that without external intervention, she would surely perish in this bizarre dream, without even seeing the face of her enemy. However, Yan Ji had no regrets, nor did she worry about Ji Ting. She personally protected Ji Ting and did not back down because of difficulties. No matter the outcome, she had done right by Ji Ting.

For Yan Ji, having a clear conscience and a clear conscience is enough. As for victory or defeat, life or death, let fate decide!

Yan Ji wasn't overly anxious in the dream. Since she couldn't find a way out, she stopped looking. She simply sat down cross-legged on the spot and waited for the wind and snow to cover her entire body.

"This junior is quite impressive," Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor thought to himself.

Yan Ji's lightning magic was of considerable quality, but he didn't take it seriously. However, her state of mind, which was devoid of desire, joy, or sorrow, was flawless, leaving him no opening. He could defeat such an enemy with the forceful methods of an emperor, but he couldn't bring himself to defeat her.

If she can maintain such composure when facing a powerhouse a level higher than herself, then in the eyes of the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng, Yan Ji already possesses the potential to challenge for the throne.

The other party is already trapped in the dream, so there is nothing to worry about. However, Ji Ting is condensing the origin of thunder magic here, and the aura of heaven and earth calamity is heavy. Although it is not enough to pose a fatal threat to him, Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor is not willing to get involved with such great power of heaven and earth. Once he gets involved, the consequences are hard to predict.

"Once the calamities of heaven and earth subside a bit, we'll collect their primordial spirits. If we can refine these two fellows who have cultivated the origin of thunder magic into dream slaves, that wouldn't be bad," Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor said with a faint smile.

With the Lord of the Dragon Realm absent, no one in the entire Dragon Realm, including the Evil Heavenly Dragon, is his match.

As for the Dragon Domain Lord, he is rumored to be incredibly powerful, able to fight the Jade Profound Heavenly Emperor to a draw right after advancing in rank. But so what? The other party has the huge problem of the Immortal Realm to solve, so he has no time to bother with him.

Even if he returns afterward, the destruction of the Dragon Realm is already a fait accompli. He can still share in the benefits of the Dragon Realm. The so-called Lord of the Dragon Realm has lost the assistance of his clan. What can they do to him then?
As Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor was having this thought in mind, a sudden feeling of palpitation came over him.

At that moment, he seemed to see a vast blue sea with surging waves, a halberd connecting the seabed and reaching the clouds, like a stabilizing force, with countless dragon energies constantly converging around the halberd.

The three junior Dragon Lords sat close together, each radiating golden light. One exuded wild arrogance, another possessed an aura as heavy as a mountain. In the eyes of the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng, none of their auras were particularly strong, significantly weaker than Yan Ji's.

Even when they joined forces, they were far from being a troublesome opponent in the eyes of the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng. However, once all these forces merged into the Fangtian Halberd, an extremely dangerous aura was formed.

He had previously made a stealthy attack on Yan Ji, even cutting off her chance to report to the outside world. He originally thought that since the Dragon Clan lacked enough experts to oversee things, he could defeat them one by one. However, judging from the current situation, things are not that simple. The other party not only discovered him, but also discovered him very early, and has been gathering strength for some time now.

Not only these three Dragon Lord-level powerhouses, but also a massive dragon army of millions, their immense dragon energy flowing into the halberd. This made the halberd's aura rise like a mountain peak, each layer higher than the last.

The power accumulated within the Fangtian Halberd startled even the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng. Fortunately, the three junior dragons leading the group were still relatively weak, and even if they joined forces, they were far from being able to control this boundless power.

If Wen Yan, the leader, had possessed the cultivation level of Yan Ji, Qiu Meng, the Demon Ancestor, would have turned and fled at this moment. Even he, with his five-clawed golden dragon having cultivated the origin of the laws and protected by the dragon totem and the battle formation of his clan's army, would have found it difficult to defeat her.

As for now, things will be a bit troublesome, but it's not like there's no chance.

Roar! A hazy, cyan-gold dragon shadow emerged from the halberd, and after a period of gathering its strength, it roared and shot into the distance.

As the giant dragon soared into the sky, it slowly disappeared. However, the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng remained cautious. A hazy misty aura swirled like clouds, seemingly slow but in fact, it resolutely drew the dragon's shadow into it.

This was an unprecedented battle of magic, and it was thanks to his gathering of several demon tribes that a significant portion of the Dragon Realm's power was restrained.

Lei Peng, the Palace Master; Ni Chang, who obtained the blood of the true dragon and greatly increased the power of the Dragon Seal; Lan Yunzhu, the monk; the three Holy Pill Spirits controlled by Kuang Ziyou; and Meng Fushan, who possessed considerable strength.

If all these juniors were to gather here, Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor knew he would have no chance whatsoever. Moreover, if he, with his Emperor Realm strength, were to forcibly attack the Dragon Domain, his fate would be no better than that of the Evil Heavenly Dragon back then.

No wonder that wicked Heavenly Dragon seemed quite wary when he mentioned the Dragon Realm. This was even with the wicked Heavenly Dragon holding back Xiang Qingcheng, three Yuanlu Talisman Generals, and hundreds of thousands of Immortal Palace Talisman Soldiers.

If you really think about it, the Dragon Domain's strength at this time is terrifying.

Possessing such power, and being within the territory of the Supreme Heavenly Dragon, even the Immortal Realm would find it extremely troublesome to take action. Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor secretly grumbled to himself, wondering what had gotten into the Dragon Domain Lord, who had actually abandoned the Dragon Domain and left on his own, causing the Dragon Domain to suffer such major crises one after another.

When he returns and sees that the Dragon Domain has been destroyed, he will probably be filled with regret and anger. Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor chuckled. If that were the case, it might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.

A Dragon Lord whose mental state has been compromised might be an even greater opportunity than the Dragon Domain itself. If he can devour the Heavenly Dragon through his dreams and gain such fortune, who in these realms will be able to contend with his ever-changing Dream Dao?

Thinking of this scene, Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor was filled with anticipation. When he looked in the direction of the Fangtian Halberd, the greed in Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor's eyes intensified.

This halberd is truly astonishing, embodying the entire dragon clan's fortune; it is the most ferocious weapon he has ever seen in his life.

However, the three junior dragon lords were too weak to unleash the full power of this item, and their use of the dragon battle formation was not thorough enough. At this point, the strength of the Dragon Domain had already been revealed, and if no other changes occurred, everything would be settled.

Roar! Another dragon shadow hurtled towards Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor, only to be covered by his dream-like clouds once again. Even with his strength, this was the best he could manage.

The Fangtian Halberd has a solid foundation, accumulating totem power over the years, and is protected by the Dragon Clan's battle formation, making it impossible to take down in a short time. However, Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor is not lacking in patience and will slowly wear down the opponent's combat power.

The dragons could hold out for a long time using their halberds as a shield, but Yan Ji, a junior member of the bat clan, couldn't last that long.

Yan Ji's situation within the dream world is indeed deteriorating; she is trapped in the snowfield with no sign of escape.

Roar! A colossal azure dragon soared into the sky, breaking through layers of natural calamities and roaming the raging sea, its powerful aura reverberating in all directions.

"Elder, return to the formation immediately!" Wen Yan and the others, who had been fighting against the strange and dangerous dream, were overjoyed to see Wen Tingdao advance in his cultivation level and immediately ordered him to return to the formation. The situation was critical, and there was no longer any time for Wen Tingdao to meditate and stabilize his cultivation.

They had already sensed Yan Ji's perilous situation, but the cunning Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor was extremely treacherous, and their true form was still unknown. The Wei Long Army and the Ba Xuan Dragon Soldiers were unparalleled in their sharpness, and for the time being, they had no use for them. They could only gather their aura into the Fangtian Halberd, which had limited effect.

In this bizarre battle, what Wenyan and her group lacked was not ordinary races, but powerful individuals at the Dragon Lord level, who could join forces to unleash even greater power from the Fangtian Halberd.

The dream of the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng is too powerful. Even with Wen Yan, Jin Tong, and Gu Han exerting their full strength, they still cannot see any hope of breaking the deadlock.

However, since the war broke out in the Dragon Realm, they had no room to retreat, nor were they allowed to choose other opponents. They could only grit their teeth and hold out against the enemy, hoping to wait for a change in the situation.

Fortunately, their persistence paid off, and Wen Tingdao successfully advanced to the next level. Although there was only one newly advanced Dragon Lord, they could be used together to activate the power of the totem, and their role was not to be underestimated.

"I'm coming right now." Wen Tingdao let out a long roar, feeling his whole body filled with unparalleled power, and he had never been able to control the power of the laws of heaven and earth as he did now.

"A mere junior dares to presume to call himself an elder, wanting to go and join the Dragon Clan? I have not agreed." From all directions in the void, the deep and heavy voice of the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng resounded.

As soon as he finished speaking, a misty, hazy aura swept over the sky, instantly cutting off all of Wen Tingdao's escape routes.

Wen Yan and her juniors were able to communicate with the power of the dragon totem, which made it quite troublesome for Qiu Meng, the demon ancestor, to deal with them, and he could not do anything to them in a short time.

However, Wen Tingdao, who had just advanced in rank, was a piece of cake for him. Even though he had to devote most of his energy to dealing with the dragon clan led by Wen Yan and suppressing Yan Ji, it was still not difficult for him to deal with Wen Tingdao, who was alone outside.

The moment the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng made his move, Wen Tingdao was trapped in a predicament, surrounded on all sides. His eyes began to glaze over, and although there were no visible injuries on his body, the dream had seeped into his heart and soul, and his primordial spirit, like Yan Ji, was trapped in a frozen wasteland. (End of Chapter)