Colorless Dream and the Thousand Wishes Inheritance

“Am I dreaming...?” “So beautiful...” “What kind of god is this? How could they create it just by undergoing the Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon Tuning Forbidden Rite?” “Who on earth are they!?” Witnessing the birth of a god, some of the Sanctuary sorcerers were thrilled, some were filled with yearning, and others stood dazed. Even Igola, who vaguely knew the inside story, fell silent without exception, so astonished that he did not know how to react. Compared to ordinary Sanctuary sorcerers, the Spectre Prophet was undoubtedly shaken far more violently. Because he was utterly certain that this was a god that had never existed before—which meant that these four black-robed sorcerers had actually utilized the Soul Godhood Path, employing a rite whose success was entirely uncertain, to forge a brand-new, unknown god! Was such a thing unheard of? Not entirely; at least, the Spectre Prophet knew of a few examples. The problem was that the protagonists in those examples had all later become Divine Lords. And their stories, without exception, had become myths! These black-robed sorcerers were walking the path of myth! Inside the Golden Hall, the Dream Demon was also dumbfounded at this moment. During his lifetime, the Nightmare Angel had left behind numerous contingency plans, even factoring in the possibility of the entering dreams concept being hijacked. But the one thing he had never anticipated was the entering dreams concept turning into a completely different god! Although the virtual godhead was complete, the concept of entering dreams could not be retrieved. The Dream Demon had no idea what to do, crashing on the spot. Yaxiu and the other three were also staring blankly at the little fox spirit. They were unaffected by the god's divine pressure, but they too had never imagined that their desperate gamble, undertaken without the slightest certainty of success, would actually succeed. Holding her staff, the little fox spirit looked at them with a timid expression, her five tails swaying restlessly back and forth. Her tender, childish voice carried both unease and bewilderment: “Are you all my masters?” Boom! Suddenly, a deafening crash erupted inside the Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams as the Spectre Prophet slammed against the Starry Sky Birdcage. He roared at the sorcerers outside, “Stop them! They don't have anywhere near enough sorcery mana to command a god! Hey, you surviving remnants, undo the Starry Sky Divine Miracle right now, or none of us will get the god!” His words woke the dreamers, and the Sanctuary sorcerers snapped out of their daze one after another. Sorcerers were generally unable to command sorcery spirits beyond their own rank; even if a Three-Wing sorcerer depleted all their sorcery mana, they could probably only unleash one percent of a Four-Wing sorcery spirit's might. How could these four black-robed sorcerers possibly command a god across two whole ranks? Greed instantly surged through the watching Sanctuary sorcerers outside. They quickly closed in on Yaxiu's group of four, some even launching miracles from afar to attack them. Inside the kingdom of heaven, the Starry Sanctuary sorcerer nervously contacted the Law Lord, not daring to lift the Starry Sky Divine Miracle on his own authority. The Spectre Prophet whipped his head around and barked at the Dream Demon inside the Golden Hall, “Demon, you didn't give them source crystals, did you?” “No,” the Dream Demon answered instinctively. “All the source crystals are under my control.” “Good, then.” The Spectre Prophet breathed a sigh of relief. “As long as they don't have source crystals, it's impossible for Sanctuary sorcerers to command... a god!?” Sensing the vast, surging fluctuations of laws emanating from outside, the Spectre Prophet turned around in a daze, only to see the little fox spirit raising her staff high with both hands, poised to exercise divine authority! “How is that possible!?” The Spectre Prophet's logic was not actually wrong: the combined sorcery mana of Yaxiu and all the others would not be enough to unleash even a ten-thousandth of a god's might. But who could have guessed that Yaxiu, a Three-Wing sorcerer, could purchase source crystals at any time from Aurora's Sorcerer Handbook? It was precisely because Yaxiu had revealed to Weise and the others that he possessed source crystals that Weise had dared to formulate this plan. Without source crystals to substitute for sorcery mana, creating a god would have been utterly meaningless! Yet unlike the shocked onlookers, Yaxiu's party of four sank into silence. In their eyes, whether it was the Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams or the Sanctuary sorcerers closing in from outside, the entire Distant Sky Realm seemed to have been paused, freezing completely still. As the little fox spirit cast her spell, the world began to lose its color. Except for them and the little fox spirit, everything around them was reduced to shades of gray where black and white intertwined, and the Distant Sky Realm blurred and wavered, almost like... “A Colorless Dream.” Weise murmured, “This god isn't a Colorless Dream, but the effect of its spell causes dreams to lose their color...” “Just as dream bubbles are the dreams of us sorcerers, the entire Distant Sky Realm... is someone else's dream.” Realizing this truth of the Void Realm, everyone fell silent, unable to process it for a moment. Yaxiu suddenly asked, “Do you remember that every sorcerer who reaches Ruby Mountain through a Colorless Dream arrives at the summit and meets an angel?” “Mm.” Diya nodded heavily. “Sorcerers are also required by the angel to leave behind the sorcerer handbooks of their earlier lives.” “Everyone thought the Colorless Dream teleported sorcerers to the peak of Ruby Mountain,” Yaxiu said. “But looking at it now, everyone was wrong.” “A Colorless Dream actually allows sorcerers to emerge from the angel's dream.” “It's just that the angel happens to be at the peak of Ruby Mountain, which is why sorcerers appear there.” Sonia said, “The Distant Sky Realm is a dream, and each dream bubble is another dream. This dream-within-a-dream structure reminds me of the plot of Doctor of Turin, which I watched a couple of years ago.” Taking a deep breath, Yaxiu spoke in a brisk, cheerful tone, “Alright, gather your feelings, everyone, and take one last look at the Distant Sky Realm.” They looked out across this boundless realm of sky, at the distant dream bubbles, and at the now-blurry figures of the Spectre Prophet, the Sanctuary sorcerers, and the Dream Demon inside the Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams behind them... Adventure, exploration, crisis, serendipity... Yaxiu and Sonia undoubtedly felt it most deeply. In the Knowledge Sea, they had departed in obscurity. On the Time Continent, although they had prematurely ignited the Six Nations Investiture War, they were merely insignificant pawns within it. No one knew them; no one paid them any heed. Yet this time, whether they wished it or not, they were bound to shake the Six Nations and make a name for themselves across the Void Realm. Even demigods and Divine Lords would cast their gazes upon them! This grand performance of theirs would become an enduring topic on the lips of sorcerers, perhaps even a new epic and myth! Mortals would yearn to be them, sorcerers would study them, and Divine Lords would watch them! And now, they were about to step onto an even higher stage! “And now,” Yaxiu watched the Distant Sky Realm bleeding outward like swirling ink wash, “wake up.” *** Ruby Mountain. After hours of climbing, the battle for the Thousand Wishes Inheritance had reached its final stage. Prostrate within the bloodfly wish light, Mercury Trojan watched the other three legendary sorcerers ahead of her, deep malice gleaming in her eyes. How countless were the geniuses of the world? Only now did Mercury Trojan realize that she had never been in the lead from the very beginning; the other legendary sorcerers had merely anticipated that the Divine Lords would intervene and had realized that the Illusion Lord of Thousand Wishes's will would cause mischief, so they had held back from competing with her. Now that the Illusion Lord of Thousand Wishes's will had been dispelled and the Divine Lords were no longer interfering, everyone had brought out their true abilities to compete. Even though Mercury Trojan was giving it her all, were the others not risking their lives as well? At this moment, Mercury Trojan was only ten steps away from the Heart of Wishes, but the foremost legend was a mere five steps away. If this continued, her defeat was certain! Ten steps—a chasm between victory and defeat! A struggle flashed across her face, but it quickly turned into cold, ruthless resolve! Exhaling a long breath, she ignored the hindrance of the bloodfly wish light and crawled forward on all fours, rapidly overtaking every competitor! “Has she gone mad?” “Is she courting death?” “Wait, why is she unharmed!?” Even though the bloodfly wish light engulfed her soul, Mercury Trojan continued crawling forward. But as the price, adults over twenty-five and infants under one year old within the Four Pillar God Cult died at a rate of ten thousand per second—dying silently, in agonizing torment, like stalks of grain flattened by the wind! Yet it was all worth it! She surpassed the foremost legendary sorcerer. Only four steps remained to the Heart of Wishes! Three steps! Two steps! One step! The Thousand Wishes Inheritance is mine!— Smack. When Mercury Trojan excitedly reached out her hand, she touched only a leg. A black-robed sorcerer had suddenly appeared before her, blocking her path to the Heart of Wishes. And because his leg had been touched by her, the black-robed sorcerer instinctively kicked back. Though the force was slight, Mercury Trojan, whose soul was already thoroughly exhausted and frail, lacked even the strength to resist, tumbling straight down from the summit. Only now did Mercury Trojan see clearly: not just one black-robed sorcerer had appeared on the mountain peak, but four. There was also a little five-tailed fox spirit sitting on their shoulders. They circled the Heart of Wishes; no matter which path she had crawled up, they would have blocked her. She watched as one of the black-robed sorcerers bent down, and with ease, leisurely, as simply as turning his palm, effortlessly grabbed the Heart of Wishes she had yearned for in her dreams. Mercury Trojan slowly closed her eyes, not even activating her feeler ability Trojan Tower, and let the bloodfly wish light gnaw away her soul until nothing remained, vanishing from Ruby Mountain.