In Tokyo, the dungeon master

"Okay, okay."

Seeing the current situation, Gu Meng nodded to himself, Kagamine was indeed reliable.

Once Gu Meng reaches the fourth level and regains the power to truly dominate the human realm as a citizen of his country, he will then truly empower those who follow, and properly reward these meritorious individuals.

As for the affairs of the underworld, although he could only influence them secretly, fortunately the Donghai family was the people he had the deepest connection with in this world.

Although he had not yet seen the current head of the family, who was separated by a veil, his aptitude was probably astonishingly high, and his connection with him was very close. Yesterday's plan to enter his dream to transfer his powers and brainwash him went very smoothly.

This connection... that patriarch is likely no less than, or even more than, the first descendant he met in his previous life.

It is likely that during the end times and the end of Dharma, under extremely oppressive conditions, the Heavenly Dao and the Human Dao resonated, giving birth to such a heaven-defying genius, who is now being used by Gu Meng.

As the deity who is offered as a sacrifice in such a grand ceremony, cultivation level is not as important as status, fortune, bloodline, and faith. After all, most emperors do not rely on cultivation level to perform sacrifices to heaven.

A subconscious intuition told Gu Meng which direction things would likely take, and he was able to take control of the situation.

Gu Meng wanted it, and Gu Meng got it.

That Donghai style is destined to offer Gu Meng the sacrifice he desires.

When it comes to controlling one's clansmen, Gu Meng is an absolute master. He had already mastered it in his previous life, using methods such as suggestion and hypnosis, dream influence, reality manipulation, and various forms of inducement, as well as overt and covert schemes.

Whenever Gu Meng encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, he would think of his family.

The Book of Ancestors continues to operate, turning pages automatically. On the new pages... extreme darkness, reversal, the Great Evil God, the Last Torch, light, the sun, the black sun, time and space, inside and outside, bonds, blood ties, curses, legends, life, magic, the end of the world, catastrophe, savior, despair, hope... all are brewing.

The chaotic elements of light and darkness are already present. Gu Meng has already opened the Dao Fruits of both positive and negative in his sea of ​​consciousness and is about to become the messenger of opening up.

A golden carp is no ordinary fish; it transforms into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds.

Destiny is in my hands!

Humanity slays Heaven!

I will take on this supreme cause and effect!

Gu Meng couldn't wait to burn away this remnant soul and reshape the cycle of reincarnation.

The true spirit is immortal, and chaos surrounds it.

Even if he goes through hundreds or thousands of tribulations, Gu Meng will still be Gu Meng.

He was confident in this point; otherwise, he would have died on the path to advancement long ago if he hadn't been confident and his Dao heart wasn't firm enough.

Just like Adam, even though he had reached the tenth level, he ended up being nothing. This is a manifestation of not having cultivated his thinking to the higher level.

So, this remnant soul isn't all bad; at least it's easier to reshape it now.

Gu Meng smiled. In fact, this was just a way of comforting himself, but it was a way of finding joy in hardship.

Since witnessing the resurrection of a great being in my previous life, I have become a remnant soul, and I also have to bear the weight of the sealed ancestral pen... A feather, lighter than a feather, heavier than Mount Tai, how could it really be so heavy.

Gu Meng endured endless pain and layers of torment every day. An excessive amount of knowledge from the gods pursued him, forcing him to quickly regain his meager power. Otherwise, even with the blessing of the darkest power, his life would be in danger.

The whispers in my ears blur the lines between reality and illusion. Every day, the sea of ​​consciousness is filled with storms that could terrify even the strongest high-ranking individuals. The stronger one's spirituality, the stronger the storm becomes. It is truly a case of the devil being one step ahead of the saint. I would be raped 999,999 times a day.

He simply didn't show it, except for the mental torment he endured on the first day, which was equivalent to a million horses.

I really don't know how a human has managed to endure for thousands of years... Oh, so He has long since died of heart, leaving only a remnant of a corpse and instinctual drive.

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Gu Meng's purpose in coming here was not limited to this. He had already searched the place thoroughly. Although he only sensed a faint residual sensation in the air when he spread his magic, there was nothing else unusual.

Even so, he remained certain that the item was there and that the intelligence was accurate.

He patiently walked around the well again, his gaze sweeping over every mottled brick and every inch of the well floor, his spirit repeatedly exploring.

Finally, he simply paced slowly between the bottom of the well, as if performing a ritual, one step, two steps, three steps... four steps.

Going in reverse for a while, a sudden realization dawned on me: so that's how it is.

Seeing Gu Meng's unusual behavior, Shirakawa Keiji thought that the ancestor's actions were unpredictable and there must be a reason. He might be casting spells by walking.

Stepping on the Dipper and Tasting the Dipper?

Do Western sorcery also employ similar methods?

Could there be some undiscovered monster in the well? Or is it that the fragments of the Shikon Jewel are truly hidden here?

He naturally didn't go forward to disturb them, but simply stayed quietly in place. Having experienced the Demon Nest incident and been saved by Gu Meng, he completely trusted his ancestor. If there really was an unexpected situation, there was no use in him worrying.

Gu Meng's gaze had already fallen on a stone at the bottom of the well. The stone was covered with a thick layer of dust and moss, blending into its surroundings and looking completely unremarkable.

He reached out and gently brushed his hand across the brick. The cool stone felt strange, and there was nothing unusual about it. Even the faint sense of something amiss was so faint that it was almost negligible.

The magic was released again, but the feedback was still unremarkable.

"Jinghua, look at this stone. What do you think it is?"

"This..." Jinghua's eyes widened, but she couldn't see anything unusual no matter how she looked at it. "Master, I don't know... but since it's something you chose, it shouldn't be an ordinary stone."

is that so.

It turns out it exists in the inner world as well; on the outer world, it's just an ordinary thing...

That's right. The disappearance of the Tokai family this time was the result of multiple elements, so it's reasonable for the Shikon Jewel fragments to be anywhere.

This fragment is probably just an ordinary object in the inner world, since it hasn't been acquired and activated yet.

However, it has a certain connection with the fragment in his hand, so Gu Meng can naturally use this connection to pull it out.

However, Gu Meng did not intend to take it out just like that. The benefits would be great, multiplying the magic power of the fragments in his hand, but the gains were still not enough...

Let's go back to the chaos and start over. Gu Meng put down the stone he had just found instead.

The stone fell to the bottom of the well and disappeared, completely entering another world. Only the trace of its existence was captured by Gu Meng and bound to another fragment that had become a real existence, reflected in different appearances.

Gu Meng took out the reward from the last dungeon. In his palm was a fragment the size of a fingernail, glowing with a faint purple light. Pure power flowed on the surface of the fragment, and even a mortal could feel its special nature.

Kagamine Shihōin also came over, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She had no idea that this was not the same stone as before, and thought it was the new fragment that Gu Meng had picked up from the bottom of the well.

"Ancestor..."

"This is..." Shirakawa Keiji's eyes also lit up suddenly, his tone filled with barely concealed excitement, "A fragment of the Shikon Jewel?"

It seems we have an even better chance of saving the world.

"Yes, that's it."

Gu Meng activated this real fragment while admitting it.

It was as if two magical forces were trying to entangle themselves, and the sensation came from a distant realm that was separated by only a thin membrane.

The Well of Bone Devouring began to waver, its existence fluctuating between reality and illusion.

If Gu Meng hadn't already been there and witnessed reality, Jingzhi and Kagamine might have been buried alive at any moment.

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