Chapter 549: Dreaming Back to the True Word Sect

Han Li's consciousness slowly recovered. He opened his eyes and looked around.

Having experienced two previous traversals, he felt no panic at all; instead, a trace of curiosity and excitement stirred within him.

Such an experience could be described as something one encounters only by chance. Apart from consuming time Dao patterns, it seemed to incur no other losses, and each time he seemed to gain something from it.

What met his eyes were several white plazas, surrounded by white jade palaces stretching to the horizon. In midair, numerous peaks floated, also covered with palace buildings.

This place seemed to be within a large sect.

However, at this moment, the sect was filled with smoke and dust everywhere, loud rumbling sounds rang out, many palaces were damaged, and some floating peaks in the sky were shattered. The entire area was in a state of war.

In midair, countless cultivators were slaughtering each other. They were divided into two groups: one group wore white robes, and the other group all wore golden robes.

Han Li was not unfamiliar with these golden robes; they were exactly the attire of the Celestial Court.

The two groups were roughly equal in number and similar in strength. The battle was deadlocked, with no sign of a decisive outcome.

Seeing this, Han Li was inwardly surprised but kept a calm expression. He withdrew his gaze and looked ahead.

Before him floated a blurry pale golden wheel—the True Word Wheel.

The time Dao patterns on it shimmered with translucent light, but two or three of them had already dimmed.

Han Li nodded to himself. The dimming speed of the time Dao patterns was indeed the same as before.

He shifted his gaze to look at the person he had possessed.

This was a cultivator in a white robe, lying in a corner of the plaza.

The man was tall and thin, with straw-like yellow hair, and his face was covered with wrinkles like old tree bark. The skin on his hands was the same. He was not an ordinary cultivator but an alien like a wood spirit.

A large hole had been pierced through his lower abdomen, his body almost cut in two. Green blood flowed all over the ground. He seemed... long dead.

“Eh, this person’s face looks familiar, as if I’ve seen it somewhere...” Han Li thought with a slight surprise. He tried to recall but couldn’t remember for the moment.

He then shook his head, no longer wasting energy on thinking, and used his divine sense to attempt to communicate with the corpse’s memories.

At that moment, a series of thunderous roars came from the sky. The clouds in midair spun wildly, quickly forming a huge vortex.

A deafening crash came from deep within the vortex, and beams of golden light shot out from its center.

The golden light was dazzling, like a blazing sun in the sky, causing heaven and earth to change color.

Han Li was startled. These golden lights emitted an immensely powerful law force.

He was not unfamiliar with this law force; on the contrary, it was extremely familiar—it was the law of time.

Although it was also the law of time, the time law force within the golden light was immensely powerful and gave a feeling of infinite perfection.

It was majestic like the sun in the sky, inspiring a sense of submission in anyone who saw it.

In comparison, the time law force he had cultivated was like broken windows and rotten tiles, full of flaws.

“Who is this... to have cultivated the law of time to such a degree!” Han Li was horrified, staring blankly at the golden light in midair, forgetting to communicate with the corpse’s memories.

After the golden light emerged from the vortex, it suddenly transformed into clusters of lotus-like golden flames, falling like rain.

A cluster of golden flame fell toward a white-robed cultivator at the Golden Immortal level. The man’s expression changed. He clapped his hands, and light flashed on his body as he instantly opened several layers of shields while retreating backward.

But when the golden flame landed on the shields, those layers were as fragile as paper, easily breached by the golden flame, having no effect at all.

The golden flame silently broke through several layers of shields and landed on the white-robed cultivator’s shoulder.

With a soft “puff,”

the white-robed cultivator didn’t even have time to scream. His body rapidly aged in the golden flame, then turned into a pile of ashes that scattered.

Seeing this, Han Li on the ground changed expression several times and drew a cold breath.

Other golden flames also fell toward other white-robed cultivators, precisely avoiding the Celestial Court cultivators. In an instant, nearly half of the white-robed cultivators turned to ashes.

At that moment, a long howl came from the largest cyan peak floating in midair. A mass of golden auspicious cloud shot out from it, emitting rays of golden light.

Han Li was startled again. This golden auspicious cloud also emitted waves of time law force.

The time law force emanating from the golden auspicious cloud was also extremely powerful. Although it couldn’t compare to the golden light in the vortex, it was still a hundred times stronger and more perfect than his own time force.

The cloud rapidly expanded, turning into a huge golden cloud that covered the sky, completely blocking the golden light from the vortex. The clusters of golden flame also fell onto the golden cloud.

A wave of light flickered on the golden auspicious cloud, and it caught all the golden flames.

However, the originally thick golden auspicious cloud became much thinner.

A figure flickered, and a person appeared on the golden auspicious cloud—a red-robed monk with a big head and big ears.

This man was tall and fat, looking like a mountain of flesh. His face was piled with layers of fat, squeezing his eyes into thin slits.

“Isn’t this...” Han Li’s eyes widened when he saw the red-robed monk.

This man was none other than the big-eared monk he had seen preaching through the Gourd Vase.

Remembering the big-eared monk, he immediately recalled the identity of the possessed person—one of the five people listening to the sermon beside the big-eared monk.

“Wind, come!”

The big-eared monk showed no obvious joy or anger on his face. He shouted loudly, and his fat hand formed a seal and waved.

A string of cyan runes flew from his mouth. With a rumble, they turned into a massive cyan dragon tornado, filled with countless cyan wind blades. Wherever it passed, black spatial cracks appeared in the void, and waves of spatial fluctuations rolled wildly in all directions.

The cyan dragon tornado emitted a destructive aura of annihilation and struck toward the vortex in midair.

“This is the Dharma Word Heaven and Earth!” Han Li was startled, immediately recognizing the divine ability the big-eared monk was using.

He had also comprehended this divine ability from the monk’s earlier incantations.

However, the ‘Dharma Word Heaven and Earth’ he had comprehended was only an illusion, but what the big-eared monk was now displaying was a real divine ability, and its power was so earth-shattering.

He reckoned that if he were inside the tornado, he would probably be instantly chopped into a pile of minced meat.

Below, a rolling hurricane also swept through the white palaces, causing heaven and earth to change color.

Among the two groups of cultivators still fighting, those with weaker cultivation were immediately unstable and were blown away by the hurricane.

The corpse Han Li possessed was also swept up by the hurricane and flew outward.

He was secretly pleased and quickly mobilized the residual immortal spiritual power in the corpse.

A layer of yellow light appeared on the corpse, which then flashed and merged into the ground, rapidly fleeing into the distance.

This scene secretly surprised Han Li. Although the residual immortal spiritual power in the corpse was not much, it was extremely pure, even surpassing his own immortal spiritual power.

At that moment, the golden light in the vortex brightened again. With a loud bang, an enormous golden hand emerged from within.

This hand was as large as a hundred mu, with a huge golden ring in its palm emitting golden rays, pressing downward.

A wave of time law force erupted violently from the giant hand.

The cyan tornado stopped in place, motionless. The raging wind below also suddenly ceased. The two groups of cultivators still fighting also froze completely, their faces retaining various expressions.

The big-eared monk in midair stood on the golden auspicious cloud, his hands slightly raised as if about to use some technique, but now he too was motionless.

Han Li, who was fleeing far away underground, also suddenly stopped, suspended in the earth, unable to move.

Everything between heaven and earth came to a sudden standstill. The only thing that could move was the golden giant hand, pressing downward.

As soon as the cyan tornado touched the giant hand, it silently shattered into countless cyan specks of light.

The golden giant hand did not pause at all, continuing downward, seemingly lightly slapping onto the big-eared monk.

Under Han Li’s astonished gaze, the big-eared monk’s body also silently shattered like the cyan tornado, turning into countless pieces of minced flesh.

After killing the big-eared monk, the golden giant hand did not continue downward but quickly retracted, flashing into the vortex and disappearing.

The next moment, heaven and earth suddenly returned to normal.

The two groups of cultivators were somewhat dazed, as if unaware of what had happened. But then they all saw the pile of minced flesh floating down in midair.

The white-robed cultivators’ expressions turned pale, while the Celestial Court cultivators were overjoyed.

The Celestial Court cultivators now far outnumbered the white-robed ones. With low morale, the battle quickly became one-sided.

Underground, Han Li also returned to normal after the golden giant hand disappeared.

“Just now... what happened...” He was puzzled; his consciousness seemed to have blurred for a moment.

But that feeling passed in a flash, and Han Li wasn’t sure if it was his illusion.

“Eh, no!” He looked at the True Word Wheel floating before him and suddenly noticed that two clusters of time Dao patterns had gone out.

Han Li immediately spread his divine sense to sense the situation outside.

The big-eared monk in midair had vanished, and in his place was a patch of minced flesh.

Although it was a pile of minced flesh, he instantly recognized the aura of that flesh—it was indeed the big-eared monk. His expression changed.

The big-eared monk had just displayed earth-shattering divine abilities, far surpassing any cultivator he had ever seen, yet he had been killed silently.

Now the vortex in midair slowly disappeared, and the last trace of golden light within it dissipated.

Han Li looked up at the sky, his pupils involuntarily constricting.

He then shook his head, no longer dwelling on these matters, and continued to mobilize the residual immortal spiritual power in the corpse. This time, instead of fleeing far away, he dived deep underground, stopping only after reaching a great depth.

Han Li felt slightly relieved, let out a light breath, and used his divine sense to communicate with the corpse’s memories.

Boom!

It was as if a thunderclap exploded in his mind, buzzing incessantly, as fragments of memories flooded into his consciousness.

Han Li briefly organized these memories, and his expression immediately changed.

Although these memories were incomplete, he learned the name of the sect outside—it was none other than the True Word Sect.