Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit

Chapter 50 [Dream] Authority and Divine Kingdom
"What do you mean?"

"One certificate for life?"

Huo Yuhao couldn't quite understand this sentence. If the Spirit Master was always there, then what would happen to him?
What's wrong? Do you want me to cosplay as Yege?
That's fine, just don't nail your buddy to a cross and then make a bunch of hellish jokes.

The little girl in red shook her head, offering no further explanation, and simply looked at Huo Yuhao with gentle eyes.

Seeing her enigmatic expression, Huo Yuhao blushed slightly.

Riddler, get out of Douluo Continent!
However, seeing her innocent expression, I could only force myself to hold it in.

After all, it is the will of our own planet.

After slightly adjusting his mood, Huo Yuhao stood up and looked around. The world was still a pure white world.

Time is not defined here, and space loses its meaning.

He didn't even know how he was maintaining his vital signs here, because there was no air at all.

Instead of bursting like a balloon, my organs were able to function normally. Who knows what kept my life cycle going?

Huo Yuhao looked again at the planetary will that was tilting its head to the side and said:

"So, what exactly is this dream space?"

"Why have you been trying to get me here all this time?"

This was a question that Huo Yuhao had always been puzzled about: what exactly was this dream space? The original work never mentioned any relevant information about it.

And the spirit of this planet in front of him kept urging him to come to this space.

The little girl in red lowered her head and pondered for a moment, seemingly organizing her thoughts.

Electrolux and the others remained silent, quietly awaiting the planet's will's explanation.

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm has lived for a million years. Its mental strength is certainly among the top three in the Douluo Continent, if not the best.

He also dreams frequently, and most of his dreams are related to Bingbing.

But I never realized that dreams could connect to such a vast unknown space.

Electrolux, on the other hand, was purely curious about the unknown. In his original world, he had never even heard of the will of a planet, let alone the dream space.

The silence in the pure white space didn't last long. The little girl in red organized her words, gently tugged at Huo Yuhao's sleeve, and led him forward slowly.

"Relax."

The planet's will gently brushed across Huo Yuhao's eyes with its soft little hand.

A gentle breeze flowed into the Spirit Eyes, then along the Martial Soul into the Sea of ​​Spirit, causing a warm breeze to stir within it.

Tianmeng Bingcan and the others also felt a sudden coolness in their eyes, and a faint blue light shimmered in their eyes.

"Ouch! Mommy touched me!"

"Mom's hands!!"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm has started acting crazy again.

The golden tortoiseshell was frightened! He was a little worried about the mental state of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

After thinking for a moment, he leaped up and suppressed the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm under its shell.

To be honest, it now misses the icy, dreamy Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.

Although the smaller part controls the larger part, and it's like a sycophant, at least the insect's overall mental state is relatively normal.

After being watched by the planet's will for a period of time, the ice silkworm began to have occasional seizures, its mind filled with thoughts of its mother.

Golden Tortoiseshell believes that it must be after Tianmeng Ice Silkworm realized that his love for Ice Emperor was just a mistaken perception based on a survival crisis.

Looking back, I realized that I had wasted most of my life.

The entire ice silkworm couldn't withstand such a huge blow, and therefore developed mental problems.

Thinking of this, the golden tortoiseshell's golden eyes narrowed, and it continued to suppress the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

"Brother Tianmeng, don't worry!"

"I, Old Turtle, will definitely find a way to cure you!"

"When I was a child, whenever I had a fit of madness, my people would use a tortoise shell to sternly correct me. This trick always worked!"

Under the heavy pressure of the golden tortoiseshell, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm was having trouble breathing.

"You damn turtle, get down here!"

"I'm not having any craziness, I'm perfectly normal!"

The golden hawksbill turtle's gaze grew even more serious, because it had used the same tactic when corrected by its clansmen when it was a child.

"I understand you, Brother Tianmeng!"

As the pressure from the tortoise shell intensified, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm felt as if his head was about to split open.

"You idiot, what have you figured out?!" "Quack, stop pressing!"

"No, I don't want Mommy anymore!"

"My head is about to split open!"

Upon hearing Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's realization, the Golden Tortoiseshell breathed a sigh of relief, slowly moved its body away, and couldn't help but admire the wisdom of the older generation.

This tortoise shell correction method is effective!

Ignoring the commotion in his spiritual sea, Huo Yuhao sensed a special aura in his eyes and, guided by the planet's will, looked towards the pure white sea.

The pure white sea began to become transparent, the colorful waves disappeared, and the pure white world began to become chaotic.

Gray energy settles beneath the sea, forming the seabed, obscuring all prying eyes, while a deathly, ominous current flows along the seabed.

Huo Yuhao was very familiar with that kind of energy; it was entropy!
Dead silence, decay, disorder, chaos.

Entropy embodies the characteristics most abhorred by all life forms and is the antithesis of order.

And the dream space is actually built on that thick, solidified entropy.

Huo Yuhao glanced at the Broken Dream Blade beside him and said, "No wonder you like entropy so much."

"Your hometown is made up of this stuff."

The Broken Dream Blade affectionately rubbed against Huo Yuhao's arm, while the ribbon tightly wrapped around Huo Yuhao's right hand.

The little girl in red then spoke, her ethereal voice echoing in the dream as she patiently explained the essence of the dream to Huo Yuhao:
"Dreams are a reflection of reality."

"Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, and grief. All the desires, dreams, and ambitions of the world converge in dreams."

"Just as flowing water longs to leave its mark on a rock."

"Life also yearns to leave a small piece of its will in nothingness."

"Nothingness is the canvas of dreams."

"Life uses memory as a paintbrush to give color to nothingness."

"Countless colors called memory converge and blend on the canvas, eventually giving birth to a painting called dream."

"This is the dream world; compared to understanding and fantasy, it is closest to the spirit of life!"

"Dreams are born from life, and life is unique because of dreams."

The little girl stood in front of Huo Yuhao, smiling as she looked at the stunned Huo Yuhao and said:
"This dream space did not originally exist."

"It was your birth that gave this place meaning."

"This is your divine kingdom."

"The Land of Dreams - [The Garden of Night Curtains]".

The two lively characters, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Golden Tortoiseshell, were stunned and almost drooled.

"what?"

"Is this Yuhao's divine kingdom?"

Huo Yuhao was also completely bewildered, and whispered to the planet's will:
"If this is truly my divine kingdom, why do I feel no sense of control whatsoever?"

The little girl stretched out her hand, pointed at the Broken Dream Knife, and said:
"Look, isn't the key right here?"

Huo Yuhao really wanted to ask her, "Are you awake? What does the key have to do with control?"

Of course he knew that the Broken Dream Blade was the key to dreams.

This time, the little girl didn't play the riddle-taker and answered directly:
"Because the dream is too chaotic, you have not yet gained control over the dream."

"You currently only hold the title of Lord of the Divine Kingdom. Well, to put it simply, you possess the deed to the Court of Night."

"But there isn't a single house here yet."

"Without a house, you have no symbol."

Huo Yuhao considered the requirements for control over the [Dream] authority, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "I understand."

"In other words, I need to build a dream kingdom here."

Only then can one gradually take control of this divine kingdom.

The little girl nodded.

"But this place is too chaotic, with mixed spiritual energy. How can we make it peaceful enough to establish a kingdom?"

The little girl in red pointed to Huo Yuhao's storage soul tool and said:

"Your alchemy."

"The key can serve as the core."

(End of this chapter)