Become a fairy alone

"I've only been here twice myself. How could I dare to peek into the Demon Ancestor's cave? I'm afraid only the Crimson Dream Demon Lord and the Manghu Palace Master know the reason behind it." The Jade Bone Ghost Lord also looked suspicious.

"We've passed the Nightmare Cave, and I presume you're all here to retrieve the treasure. We won't bother you any longer. If we ever encounter you again, we'll give you the run-in. We'll never be enemies with the Dragon Realm again," said the Water Banyan Ghost Mother, bowing first.

"Farewell!" The Crimson Ant Queen and the Jade Bone Ghost Lord had long intended to leave. The other party's strength was too overwhelming; even if they were with Wen Yan's group, the treasures wouldn't fall into their laps. Now that they were already in a treasure trove, why would they want to travel with Wen Yan and her companions?

"Alright, remember what you said today. Please make yourselves at home." Wen Yan nodded and did not insist that they stay.

"These guys have all attacked the Dragon Realm before. Although they didn't directly fight our Dragon Clan, many from other clans probably died directly or indirectly because of them. Are we just going to let them go like that?"

Jin Tong licked his lips. The duck that was almost in the bowl had flown away, and he felt somewhat unwilling.

"These old monsters are indeed no match for us, but creating unnecessary trouble is always a waste of time and effort. The Dragon Clan and the Demon Dragon Clan outside will always pose a threat without us guarding them. Let's complete the task assigned by the Dragon Clan first; everything else is secondary."

Wen Yan shook her head, stretched out her palm, and a dragon scale floated in her palm.

A faint yet eerie ripple emanated from it, seemingly possessing an extremely powerful curse. This aura made Wen Yan and her group extremely uncomfortable; if it weren't for their need to find treasure, Wen Yan would never have been willing to take it out so easily.

Before Wen Yan could take any action, a scream came from the distant, hazy sky.

"Gu Han," Wen Tingdao's expression changed, while Jin Tong picked at his ear with some disgust and said, "It sounds like that old woman, the Water Banyan Ghost Mother, is dying. This place seems even more dangerous than it looks."

"Never mind her, as long as it's not an Emperor-level expert who comes in person, we all have the strength to fight!" Wen Yan frowned and, following the instructions on the dragon scale in her hand, led a group of experts to quickly shoot into the distance.

Various dreams constantly enveloped them, seemingly trying to pull them into different dream realms. Any slight fluctuation in their state of mind could lead to being caught in the trap.

The seven different types of smoke and clouds appear to have no offensive power, but in reality, they are more sinister than most demons. Once you fall into their dream, all sorts of endless dreams will come rushing in.

The different dreams shrouded in seven-colored smoke were like thousands of inner demons trying to tug at their heartstrings. As Wen Yan and her companions traveled through it, they couldn't help but feel restless and agitated.

Another piercing scream rang out, this time from the Jade Bone Ghost Lord. Seemingly subjected to inhuman torture, the screams lasted for a long time, further disturbing the peace of Wen Yan and her companions.

Wen Yan was only able to surpass Jin Tong mainly because of Lu Xiaotian's approval. Originally, she wouldn't have bothered with such a thing, but in these extraordinary times, with Lu Xiaotian absent, someone had to step up. Jin Tong wasn't suitable, and Gu Han and Wen Tingdao lacked the strength. So, only she could do it.

However, Wen Yan's pride was no less than anyone else's. She thought she could resist the invasion of the seven-colored smoke cloud with her own cultivation. But as time went on, her state of mind was turbulent and all kinds of emotions were stirred up.

If this continues, she fears she will eventually fall into the other person's dream. Wen Yan sighed slightly. Even at the Dragon Lord Realm, there are still many times when one cannot control oneself.

A glance swept over them, and apart from Jin Tong and Meng Fushan, Gu Han and Wen Tingdao were in even worse condition. Their faces showed either joy or shock, clearly disturbed by different dreams.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor's cave: by utilizing different dreams, it can kill enemies invisibly.

Each and every one of them was the culmination of the Dragon Lord's years of hard work, and could not be easily lost. Without much hesitation, Wen Yan once again used the power of the totem.

Roar! A faint golden dragon shadow leaped out from Wen Yan's body, circled the void once, and its powerful and domineering dragon might swept out, piercing through the various dreams that had been constantly disturbing the powerful figures.

"What an amazing dream! It's only because the Dream Demon Ancestor didn't have a world-suppressing artifact that his dream would be so powerful." Gu Han looked terrified after recovering. If he had entered this place alone, he would be completely helpless now.

The situation on Wen Tingdao's side was similar.

"Forget about all this nonsense dreams, the Dragon Lord is the strongest. Even if the Dragon Lord isn't here, the combined power of the totem can kill anyone in its path," Jin Tong said nonchalantly.

His admiration for Lu Xiaotian stemmed not only from Lu Xiaotian's impressive achievements but also from Lu Xiaotian's ability to unite the dragons from the dark corners of several realms single-handedly.

They overcame countless hardships and obstacles to create this situation. Even with the bloodline of a mad dragon, Jin Tong couldn't help but shudder at the thought of the many battles Lu Xiaotian had endured. Compared to that, the hardships he had faced were nothing compared to the Dragon Lord's.

The original being was gone, but the totem power he left behind helped them suppress the Dragon Lord, the Demon Ancestor. The Dragon Lord was the creator, the one who led the dragon race to create the world. And they, even Wen Yan, whose bloodline was not much inferior to the Dragon Lord's, were merely inheritors.
"Speaking of which, the Dragon Lord has been gone for some time now, and I wonder when he will be able to return." Palace Master Lei Peng sighed.

With Lu Xiaotian absent, the Dragon Realm lacked a leader. Wen Yan performed admirably, making flawless decisions from the Dragon Realm War to the conquest of Seven Stacks Island. However, even Wen Yan, who possessed totem power, could not bring the Dragon Realm genuine peace.

"Demon Ancestor, Demon Ancestor, spare my life!" The Water Banyan Ghost Mother's body froze in mid-air, maintaining a strange posture, her eyes tightly closed, but her face was filled with inexplicable fear.

The Water Banyan Ghost Mother found no trace of the enemy in her surroundings. At first, she only felt a slight numbness in her outward-reaching divine sense. When she realized something was wrong, a mutilated head inexplicably appeared in her mind.

Her gaze was icy, and a bizarre dreamscape permeated every corner of her soul. The Water Banyan Ghost Mother was horrified to discover that she had no secrets whatsoever from her.

"I have suffered a calamity, and instead of seeking revenge, you juniors have stormed into my cave with malicious intent. How can I possibly forgive you?" The man with the missing head chuckled coldly, his eyes like ancient icebergs, sending a chilling aura towards the man opposite him.

Suddenly, the Water Banyan Ghost Mother felt as if she had been plunged into a world of ice and snow, surrounded by a biting wind. She felt as if she had become an ordinary mortal, shivering in the cold, thinly dressed in the howling wind and heavy snow.

The Water Banyan Demon Mother tried her best to escape this area, but no matter which direction she went, she remained in this boundless ice and snow.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the Water Banyan Demon Mother wanted to stop and rest, but the icy wind felt like a thousand knives cutting her. She screamed in agony and finally collapsed into the snow, her blood staining a patch of snow-covered ground.

"The power of the Dragon Clan's totem is truly a huge problem; we can't fight it head-on for now. Let's take that vile woman, the Red Demon Ant Queen, to life first." Outside, the Water Banyan Ghost Mother's body was covered in frost due to the corruption of the dream, her entire body completely frozen. Later, as the ice melted, the Water Banyan Ghost Mother's body dissolved, turning into nothingness and merging with the surrounding seven-colored smoke and clouds. The grotesque head of the Dream Demon Ancestor gazed intently into the depths of the void.

"The four Dragon Lords, plus the other juniors, are enough for me to recover some of my strength."

After a moment's hesitation, the severed head of the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng transformed into seven different wisps of smoke that dispersed around it. A moment later, the Red Demon Ant Queen paused, looking around with suspicion and uncertainty. She sensed a chilling killing intent sweeping towards her.

The undisguised malice had permeated every corner of the surroundings, and this malice had become so strong that it terrified her.

A moment later, a familiar head, now missing half of its head, floated out from a cloud of black smoke.

"Demon Ancestor!" The Crimson Demon Ant Queen's heart pounded wildly. Wasn't it said that the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng had suffered a crushing defeat in the Dragon Domain and was reduced to a mere remnant god who had escaped?

The other party had also returned to the cave. It seemed they were in a truly miserable state, having not even managed to save their head.

The dragon's aura could be faintly felt churning in the damaged area. Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor had to suppress this power from the dragon race at all times, which was obviously a great drain on his energy. Yet, the opponent's aura remained incredibly powerful.

"Red Demon Ant Queen, it seems you're just like those two, Jade Bone and Water Banyan Ghost Mother, thinking that I'm already past my prime and starting to covet these things in my cave." Qiu Meng's mutilated head gave a sinister smile.

"I dare not. I was also coerced by the main force. The dragon army was in hot pursuit, and I had no choice but to retreat with them."

The Red Demon Ant Queen was unaware of how much strength her opponent had retained. Out of her past fear of the Dragon Dream Demon Ancestor, she continued to explain with trepidation.

It would be best to turn hostility into friendship, but if that's not possible, we should try to delay as long as possible and find out how much strength this old monster still has left. Before the enemy's situation is clear, now is not the best time to take action.

Just as the Red Devil Ant Queen was explaining, she suddenly felt a shadow seep into her body.

"Demon Ancestor, I had no intention of offending you." The Crimson Demon Ant Queen was both shocked and frightened. She hadn't expected that the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng's accusation against her was a pretense, and that he had planned to attack her from the very beginning.

The reason for asking the question was merely to lower her guard somewhat. Now that the demonic shadow has already seeped into her body, how easy would it be to expel it?
"Whether there was any offense or not is no longer important, all of you juniors must die!" Qiu Meng Demon Ancestor cackled, his eyes filled with madness.

The battle in the Dragon Domain had broken his spine and cut off his escape route. The injuries he suffered were even more severe than expected. Now, he could only do his best to kill all the juniors who had invaded his cave and seize their fortune, trying his best not to fall into too much misery.

"Your strength is greatly diminished now, and you may not be able to deal with me!" Upon seeing that the other party was determined to kill, the Red Demon Ant Queen stopped being kind and immediately screamed at the top of her lungs.

"It might be more troublesome if it were those juniors from the Dragon Domain. I would have to resort to other means to deal with them."

"However, you few harbor fear of me. Within this Seven Emotions Dream Domain cave, fear provides the foundation for dreams to take root and sprout. Taking your lives is as easy as turning my hand."

The mutilated head of the Demon Ancestor Qiu Meng chuckled repeatedly. He had suffered a crushing defeat in the Dragon Domain and barely managed to escape with half a head and a fragment of his spirit. In his current state, it would be very difficult for him to deal with the younger generation of the Red Demon Ant Queen outside.

However, since this was his cave dwelling, he had long held considerable power in the hearts of the younger generation, including the Red Demon Ant Queen, the Jade Bone Ghost Lord, and the Water Banyan Ghost Ping. The other party was afraid of him, which gave his Seven Emotions Dreamland the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Dealing with these three juniors who had acted separately was not difficult for him. However, the seven guys from the Dragon Domain, riding high on their victory, showed no fear of him and were acting together. With his current strength, he had no chance of winning a direct confrontation, let alone plotting against them!
"The only option left is to resort to this last resort. If that fails, we'll all perish together!"

A look of madness flashed in Qiu Meng Yao Zu's eyes. Without even glancing at the Crimson Demon Ant Queen, who was already distorted in the dream, he opened his mouth and spat out a breath. Blue and red flames burst forth from the Crimson Demon Ant Queen's body, and she was burned to ashes in a moment.

Wen Yan and her group used their powerful totem aura to dispel the disturbances of the Seven Emotions Dream. Relying on the scale in their hands, they traveled through the endless seven-colored clouds, constantly searching for an aura similar to that of the dragon scale.

Sensing the dragon scales growing stronger, Wen Yan smiled calmly. She didn't have much affection for the eerie cave of the Dream Demon Ancestor. An ominous aura permeated the surroundings. Wen Yan was now only thinking about getting what the Dragon Lord needed as soon as possible and then leaving this strange cave full of dreams.

They arrived at a mountain formed by seven-colored clouds. The four dragon kings and Meng Fushan's group did not encounter too many obstacles, but it cannot be said that there were no troubles. The main problem was that the dream in the seven-colored clouds was suppressed by the power of the totem.

"It seems this is the place. Could Zen Master Lanyun have seen through the restriction?" Given the astonishing performance of Monk Lanyun along the way, Wenyan, unaware of the details, first asked for Monk Lanyun's opinion.

“This humble monk’s cultivation is shallow, and I cannot see anything strange about it,” Monk Lan Yunzhu shook his head.

“In that case, we have no choice but to launch a direct attack. I will trouble the Zen Master, the Palace Master, and Elder Meng to lend a hand.” Wen Yan nodded without any hesitation.

The Demon-Splitting Axe, the Heavenly Bamboo Sword, and Wen Tingdao's Azure Wave Sword were all unleashed simultaneously. The mountain of seven-colored smoke and clouds on the other side was extremely formidable in its defense. Under such a powerful attack, it only swayed slightly, and its main body remained completely unharmed.

"Attack!" Wen Yan shouted, joining forces with the three Dragon Lords, including Jin Tong, to strike the mountain before them once more. At that moment, the smoke and clouds above finally broke open, revealing some damage.

Seeing that their joint attack was effective, Wen Yan and her group of seven launched another fierce attack. After several attempts, the Seven-Colored Mountain collapsed, revealing a bottomless abyss that had been suppressed below.

Inside, the powerful yet resentful roar of a dragon rolled like muffled thunder.

"Such powerful resentment!" Meng Fushan, Lei Peng Palace Master, and Lan Yunzhu Monk were all startled at the same time.

Even from such a distance, this resentment was strong enough to directly shake their minds. If they were to get closer, with their cultivation levels, they probably wouldn't be able to hold on for long before their minds crumbled. Even if such a treasure were placed right before them, with their cultivation levels, they wouldn't be able to take it. (End of Chapter)