Archean Eon Art Chapter 751
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In Heavenly Dream Realm, the Heaven Connection Tree connected the sky and the ground. An ordinary leaf was dozens of kilometers wide. The Heaven Connection Tree’s crown spanned more than 50,000 kilometers, and there were stretches of buildings across it. It was where the entire Heavenly Dream Realm’s divine court was located.
In a hidden hall in Heavenly Dream Realm’s divine court.
A white-haired elder sat cross-legged. Beside him was an old woman, who was waiting for him silently.
The white-haired elder’s power surged into an ancient array formation hidden in the hall. Through the array formation, invisible waves spread across the River of Spacetime.
Let the world enter my dream. The white-haired elder’s consciousness entered a dream world, and the dream world reflected the entire River of Spacetime.
The white-haired elder looked at the various places. Apart from Eternal Tower, Black Fiend Hall, Dragon Ancestral Land, high-level inhabited worlds, and a few areas where Eighth Tribulation Eminences had set up array formations, he could see everything else. Even White Avian Hall and other places couldn’t stop him.
City Lord Eastcalm, Hall Lord White Avian. The white-haired elder naturally probed the two strongest existences in the River of Spacetime. In the illusory dream world, no other living beings could sense his spying. Meng Chuan and Hall Lord White Avian could sense it, but it was difficult for them to know where the spying came from.
How can two half-step Eighth Tribulation Eminences withstand the Progenitor’s means?
His progenitor was an Eighth Tribulation Eminence. He was skilled in dreams and was extremely good at spying.
With a dream, he could dream of everything in the River of Spacetime. It was impossible to guard against.
The white-haired elder was a Seventh Tribulation deity. He used the array formation left behind by his progenitor to reflect the entire River of Spacetime into his dream.
Whoosh.
The white-haired elder opened his eyes after stopping the array formation.
“Your Majesty,” said the old woman.
“I used the Progenitor’s array formation to observe the various areas in the River of Spacetime. Compared to 300 years ago, there aren’t many changes,” said the white-haired elder. “The strongest Hall Lord White Avian and City Lord Eastcalm are still at the half-step Eighth Tribulation realm only.”
Although high-level worlds had little contact with the outside world, they often observed changes in the outside world.
The old woman nodded slightly. She wasn’t a deity; she was the strongest expert in Heavenly Dream Realm’s current era, a Sixth Tribulation Eminence. After cultivating to such a realm… the next time the Progenitor woke up, she would be bestowed a seat of divinity when she died. From then on, she would live as long as the heavens.
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The white-haired elder was a Seventh Tribulation Godfiend. He was the strongest in Heavenly Dream Realm’s history apart from the Progenitor. Only with the strength of a Seventh Tribulation Eminence could he better cast the many array formations left behind by the Progenitor.
Eighth Tribulation Eminences had to cross one time period after another so that they could maintain their youth. These deities had been alive for a long time. Even though they relied on sleeping and reincarnation methods, their consciousness remained distorted.
Over time, they would become different. They would gradually be assimilated by their divinity; this was something that couldn’t be helped. Without sufficient willpower, they wouldn’t be able to maintain themselves even if they had a long lifespan.
“By the way, look at the traces of time on City Lord Eastcalm,” said the white-haired elder with a smile. “He has cultivated for more than 33,000 years. Compared to last time… City Lord Eastcalm definitely has an Essence Soul avatar that’s located in a place where time flows 33-fold faster.”
“He’s a half-step Eighth Tribulation Eminence. A place that can maintain a time flow 33-fold faster than normal? How terrifying is the energy expenditure?” The old woman was alarmed. “I’ve never heard of such a place.”
“Therefore, he must’ve encountered a special opportunity. He might’ve gone beyond the universe,” said the white-haired elder.
It was very normal to go outside the universe.
Hall Lord White Avian, Celestial Thearch Myriad Star, and Guild Master Fiend Eye had similar opportunities in the past. They had obtained the favor of an Eighth Tribulation Eminence. If they were willing to bring them out, they could naturally roam beyond the universe.
“Your Majesty, when do you plan on entering your slumber?” asked the old woman.
“In this era, two half-step Eighth Tribulation Eminences are still alive. I won’t sleep for the time being; I’ll sleep after they die of old age,” said the white-haired elder.
“According to the 33-fold faster time flow, City Lord Eastcalm will reach the end of his lifespan in 5,000 years. We will see his cultivation outcome,” said the old woman with a smile.
“He won’t succeed.” The white-haired elder shook his head. “Progenitor said that reaching the Eighth Tribulation realm is extremely difficult. The Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation realm… is even harder to reach than the Physical Body Eighth Tribulation realm.”
The old woman nodded slightly and said, “By the way, Your Majesty, my disciple—Meng Hu—was once good friends with City Lord Eastcalm. They cleared Fiend Mountain together.”
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“How’s his experience in Hundred Lives Dream Realm?” asked the white-haired elder. As a Fifth Tribulation Eminence in Heavenly Dream Realm, Meng Hu was similarly given close attention. After all, it was already not bad for a Sixth Tribulation Eminence to appear in a high-level world. Many times, there were no Sixth Tribulation Eminences.
“He has experienced more than half of it, but he still hasn’t sunk into it,” said the old woman worriedly. “However, the deeper one goes into Hundred Lives Dream Realm, the more dangerous it becomes.”
“If he survives, he will benefit from a disaster. He will also reach the Sixth Tribulation realm in his life,” said the white-haired elder. “If he fails, it means that he doesn’t have the required bearing.”
…
In the outer realm, White Avian Hall, Library.
Meng Chuan was reading a book.
Huh? Meng Chuan slightly frowned when he vaguely sensed someone spying on him. Which high-level faction is spying on me?
After Meng Chuan became a half-step Eighth Tribulation Eminence, he learned that factions from high-level worlds would occasionally spy on various places in the River of Spacetime. Before he grasped the laws of spacetime, he didn’t notice them. Now that he had discovered them… he didn’t know which faction was spying on him. After all, there were dozens of factions in the River of Spacetime.
Every such faction had an Eighth Tribulation Eminence backing them.
Soon, the spying sensation disappeared.
“Meng Chuan.” Hall Lord White Avian came to the library.
“Hall Lord, you sensed it too?” Meng Chuan looked at Hall Lord White Avian.
“Yes.” Hall Lord White Avian nodded. “However, don’t worry about it. They can only hide in their lair and secretly spy on us. How many dare to jump in front of us?”
These high-level worlds didn’t dare to cause trouble.
If they caused trouble, no Eighth Tribulation Eminence would take action! Eighth Tribulation Eminences had precious time. They didn’t have the time to busy themselves with their descendants. If they dared to go out and cause trouble, their death was deserving.
From an Eighth Tribulation Eminence’s point of view, they would look down at the timeline and see countless juniors in their homeworld across billions of years. Very few people could attract their attention.
Of course, Meng Chuan and Hall Lord White Avian knew that they could only endure being spied on.
“By the way, the phoenixes will likely visit us in the near future,” said Hall Lord White Avian. “I guess they agreed to your request.”
Meng Chuan smiled. “I requested to visit the phoenixes’ library more than 100 years ago and said the price was negotiable. They only decided now? I thought there was no hope.”
Hall Lord White Avian said, “The phoenixes are similar to the dragons. The upper echelons need to discuss it; it’s not something the clan leader can decide on her own. Some of the upper echelons are in seclusion, while others might object. It’s already considered fast to gather the upper echelons and spend about a century to make a decision.”
Meng Chuan felt anticipation when he heard that.
After Hall Lord White Avian informed him of the good news, he left. Meng Chuan continued reading.
After cultivating to Meng Chuan’s level, he naturally had to study more if he wanted to improve his willpower. Therefore, he read books! He read Eighth Tribulation manuals and Seventh Tribulation manuals. Since his targets were at least Seventh Tribulation manuals, White Avian Hall’s library wasn’t enough. Hence, he also requested help from various factions. He was willing to spend a large number of treasures to exchange for them.
He wouldn’t take advantage of others; he would exchange for it at a fair price and read it once. But the more precious the manuals were, the harder it was to find them. Many of them were in the collections of the dragons, phoenixes, and many other high-level worlds. The phoenixes seemed to agree on this matter, so Meng Chuan was rather expectant.
Considering my realm, I can easily learn a Seventh Tribulation ultimate technique. I can also understand many Eighth Tribulation manuals. As Meng Chuan read and cultivated, his understanding of the countless phenomena in the universe deepened, and his willpower slowly improved. He believed that if this continued, he would definitely have a chance of bearing the evolution of the spacetime law in his life.
Mandala Finger is a psyche finger art? It’s really interesting how it affects one’s mind. It’s a unique method. Meng Chuan looked at the ultimate technique in his hand. It was created by a half-step Eighth Tribulation Eminence, and he felt that he had gained quite a lot.
Just as he was in a good mood and was deep in studying this finger art—
Boom!
There was a loud boom!
Meng Chuan put down the book in his hand. He felt as though his Essence Soul World had split apart. With a loud bang, it began to evolve spacetime……….
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