Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

After sending away the reinforcements from the Fairyland, Gu Wudi, Wuzhong and others descended under the World Tree. While checking the condition of the World Tree, they were also checking the condition of the cultivators below.

A large number of monks were on the verge of death, either injured by foreign monks in battle, or struggling with the dark matter that invaded their bodies.

Whether it is the True Immortal, the Supreme, or below the Supreme, there are a large number of wounded. Under normal circumstances, a large number of these wounded will die, and many injuries cannot be cured by the so-called panacea.

As the most powerful being in the ancient world and the leader of a world, Gu Wudi naturally could not sit idly by. The Immortal King was high and majestic, and nothing he did could be questioned. But if he sat idly by and watched these creatures die, it would be too cruel.

At least, Gu Wudi couldn't do it.

At this moment, Gu Wudi suddenly thought of something, turned around, and faced one direction. That was the direction where the foreign kings were breaking through the border and killing them.

The foreign army retreated like a tide, but the broken passage between the two worlds did not close. It was dark, deep and terrifying. In the eyes of the cultivators of the primitive ancient world, it was no different from a devil's cave.

The two worlds intersect, the great ways of heaven and earth collide, and the universe near the passage between the two worlds has long been shattered beyond recognition. The environment of heaven and earth has changed drastically, and it can no longer be seen as the original ancient world, but more like a foreign land.

When cultivators from the ancient world fight in this kind of environment, their combat effectiveness will be reduced by several percent, and the power of the seeds in their bodies will be greatly affected.

Fortunately, the primitive ancient world has the World Tree to stabilize the situation. It has been releasing massive amounts of the rules of the avenue to fight against the rules of the alien world. Otherwise, the primitive ancient world would have collapsed long ago.

After a moment of thought, Gu Wudi took out his life-saving weapon, the Chaos Halberd, held it in his hand, raised it over his shoulder, aimed it at the broken passage between the two worlds, and threw it fiercely.

"boom!"

After a loud sonic boom, the Chaos Halberd flew out from the central sky, rushing towards the passage between the two worlds through which the kings retreated like a meteor.

Finally, the halberd, carrying the might of an invincible giant, was inserted into the middle line of the passage between the two worlds, standing there like a boundary marker.

The terrifying power of the giant spread out, all directed at the foreign party.

The invincible halberd that killed everyone in the central sky has become a nightmare for the monks from foreign lands. They have witnessed more than one immortal king being struck dead by the Chaos Halberd. Even the most powerful ancient ancestors from foreign lands were defeated by the Chaos Halberd and were struck dead many times.

Even though the war between the two worlds has ended, the terrifying figure holding a halberd will still often appear before the eyes of foreign monks.

"It's the halberd of the supreme creature in the primitive ancient world. It's inserted in the passage between the two worlds. Is it warning us not to cross the boundary?" said an immortal with a frown.

"Gu Wudi!"

A tall and majestic figure appeared. He was an immortal king with disheveled hair, a terrifying and shocking aura, and two eyes like the sun. He looked down upon the world, like an emperor overlooking the years.

Looking at the ferocious halberd, the emperor-like immortal king fell silent for a long time.

He sensed a familiar aura on the halberd's blade. There were more than one such aura. They were all immortal kings from foreign lands who had died tragically under the Chaos Halberd in the war between the two worlds. Their royal blood was immortal and had merged with the Chaos Halberd, becoming a mark that proved its glorious record.

However, this is very bad for the alien creatures. The supreme ancient ancestor whom they highly respect and worship is the soul of the dead under the terrifying halberd. This makes the alien creatures tremble all over, feeling angry and fearful.

However, in this world, strength is everything. If you can't beat others, you can only swallow your anger.

After doing all this, Gu Wudi shifted all his attention to treating the wounded.

Dozens of True Immortals were on the verge of death. Some of them had their essences dissipated and were about to die. Some of them had dark matter invaded their bodies and were on the verge of falling.

Gu Wudi, Wuzhong, the Immortal Monk King, Second Under Heaven and others came over and tried to save the lives of these true immortals.

In this battle, seven native Immortal Kings of the primitive ancient world were killed, and nearly eighty native True Immortals including Quasi-Immortal Kings were killed. In the thirty-three heavens, on average, two or three people died in each realm.

There were even more seriously injured. It can be said that the war brought an unimaginable heavy blow to this peaceful and tranquil ancient world. Many sects declined directly from their heyday and never recovered.

If a sect loses its founder and the strongest person, then its fate will inevitably decline. This is an eternal truth, unless a new strongest person rises.

Gu Wudi sat down cross-legged, the tree of the system swayed, emitting the purest immortal light, sweeping across the central sky, and from the particle world within his body came the murmuring sound of scriptures, as if countless creatures were chanting the ancient immortal scriptures. This sound of scriptures possessed unparalleled power, cleansing out ripples, sweeping away darkness, healed wounds, and saving lives from danger.

The Immortal Monk King and others are also doing the same thing. The ancient monks already have similar scriptures, and it is most appropriate to use them in this situation.

The Immortal King Wuzhong held the Wuzhong Bell in his hand, causing it to vibrate, emitting mighty bell waves and creating a time field, allowing those lives that were about to die to be frozen at the last moment, preserving the hope of life. Many people were even surprised to find that the wounds were healing on their own. To be more precise, time at the wound was flowing backwards.

Thanks to the efforts of the Immortal Kings, the casualties among the cultivators in the ancient world stopped and were reversed. Many creatures had a close call with death and came back to life.

"Thank you, Immortal King!"

Many creatures knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times and nine times in the direction of Gu Wudi, Wuzhong and others, expressing their gratitude to the Immortal King for saving their lives.

The creatures that were eroded by the darkness and almost fell also kowtowed again and again. At a certain moment just now, they were really about to fall into the dark abyss, and new, crazy and corrupt souls were about to be born in their heads. Fortunately, the Immortal King took action, destroyed the darkness, and pulled them out of the abyss.

"Lord Wuzu!"

On the broken earth, a giant black beast curled up its body and greeted weakly.

It is the Black King, standing in the real fairyland. As a follower of Wuzhong, it naturally has to set an example and fight on the front line.

Since the beginning of the war, the Black King has risked his own life in battles with immortals from other worlds, and has escaped death countless times. Although the process was very dangerous and the Black King suffered unimaginable injuries, fortunately, he survived.

Before Wang Heng and the other kings of the Immortal Realm returned to the Immortal Realm, they specially chanted an ancient spell for it to lock up the Black King's energy and spirit. Moreover, the condition inside his body was improving rapidly, but his injuries were too severe, and it was not so easy to recover to normal.

Wu Zhong walked over and saw the deep scars on the Black King's body that were visible to the bone. He felt distressed and personally took action to heal the Black King's wounds using the Avenue of Time.

The vast power of time gushed out from Wuzhong's palm, covering the Black King's body, causing his injuries to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Gu Wudi stood aside, watching this scene quietly, without taking any action. It was enough for the giant Wuzhong to take action. Moreover, although the Black King was seriously injured, he was not dead.

Afterwards, Wu Zhong spoke up and asked about the severity of Black King’s injuries.

"Master Wuzhong, don't worry. Xiao Hei is very lucky and won't die so easily. Even Wang Heng has to admit his mistake.

I still remember that before the war between the two worlds, he asked me to stay in the fairyland, fearing that I would be robbed. Now it seems that he was worrying too much. "The Black King said carelessly.

Wu Zhong did not speak, because there was obvious worry on Wang Heng's face before he returned to the fairyland. As a top giant who mainly cultivates the Yuanshen, Wang Heng's spiritual perception is unmatched by few fairy kings, and he can see many things that others cannot see.

Gu Wudi on the side knew the reason. According to Wang Heng's deduction, the Black King was destined to have a disaster, and it was thought that it would happen in this battle. However, after the war, the Black King was not seriously injured.

There is only one possible outcome for this, and that is that everything is not over yet, which makes Gu Wudi alert.

The foreign land was indeed repelled, but the basic base is still there and there is a possibility of a comeback. As for the dark camp, it is strong but not weak either. At least, according to official history, the dark forces on this side of the sea in this era are far from strong.

However, the butterfly's wings had already flapped, and the Nine-headed Monster took action in advance, and attacked Wang Heng together with Wushang. Later, he even brought dark creatures to invade the no-man's land and fought a fierce battle with the Immortal Realm.

Everything is different now. If Gu Wudi continues to look at the future based on the history in his memory, he will definitely suffer a great loss.

Soon, the injuries in the central area were contained and countless lives were saved.

Wuzhong, the Immortal Monk King, the Second Under Heaven and others took some true immortal creatures in good condition to other warring realms to continue saving the lives of the cultivators in the ancient world.

Although in this battle, the alien realm invested most of its forces in the central realm, wars were also going on in other realms, and there was far more than one battlefield.

Gu Wudi stayed and walked towards the world tree of the primitive ancient world. At this moment, this ancient tree seemed to have entered late autumn and was about to usher in a cold winter. The former lush green was no longer there, and many leaves had turned yellow and lacked vitality.

Its importance to the original ancient world is self-evident. It is the barometer of the rules of the ancient world. Otherwise, the kings of the ancient world would not have defended the central sky area so stubbornly.

Now, in order to repair the Thirty-three Heavens that have experienced war and are in ruins, the role of the World Tree is irreplaceable.

Therefore, Gu Wudi wanted to repair this ancient tree and speed up the recovery process of the thirty-three days.

He came to the roots of the World Tree, where the thick roots of the World Tree rose and fell, taking root in the fertile soil, surrounded by chaotic energy and rich rules of the Tao.

In the chaotic mist, an ancient altar is looming. It is made of world stone and connected to the roots of the world tree. It is a bridge for the primitive ancient world to worship the world tree and communicate with the world tree.

Generally speaking, a True Immortal can activate the altar, communicate with the World Tree, control the World Tree to extend its branches, and so on.

In the past, the major sects would dispatch strong men of this level to guard this place. This time's battle in the central sky realm was no exception. A quasi-immortal king communicated with the world tree through the altar, fighting together and supporting various battlefields.

Gu Wudi arrived. The quasi-immortal king who was sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing opened his eyes and saluted to the invincible giant in surprise.

He nodded, and without speaking to the quasi-immortal king, he went straight to the thickest root of the World Tree exposed on the ground.

Gu Wudi stretched out his palm and touched the root. Then, countless particle worlds in his body vibrated, and a huge amount of world power spread out.

The World Tree, which was originally listless and had yellow leaves, suddenly shook.

It complements the world, takes root in the world, sorts out all the ways, consolidates the mountains and rivers, and at the same time, absorbs what it needs. This is a common characteristic of all the world trees, and this one in the primitive ancient world is no exception.

However, it is rooted in the external world and the external universe, and has never felt the vast energy of the internal world and the internal universe, which is almost on par with the external world.

The extremely rich power of the inner world, which was like a vast ocean, made the World Tree feel extremely excited. Since Gu Wudi was a new giant and had not had much interaction with the World Tree before, it did not dare to overstep its boundaries and carefully asked Gu Wudi whether he could absorb the power of the inner world.

Gu Wudi smiled and said, "Eat it. These inner world powers are prepared for you. Recover your vitality as soon as possible and then rebuild the ancient world. The Thirty-three Days cannot be without you."

After getting Gu Wudi's permission, the World Tree no longer hesitated and began to swallow the power of the inner world in big gulps. In just a moment, its condition improved. The withered leaves turned from yellow to green, and the power of rules on them surged to form stars.

"Crash!"

The crown of the World Tree began to shake. The yellow color was no longer visible. The whole tree was lush and green, filled with chaotic energy, and each leaf held up a star.

Gu Wudi's aura was declining. He was composed of countless particle worlds. The power of the world inside was being devoured, so his aura naturally declined. However, he soon recovered, and the origin of the world continued to flow out to make up for the losses.

Moreover, the World Tree did not devour everything in vain. Its branches penetrated into Gu Wudi's body, splitting into countless roots, taking root precisely in every particle world, sorting out the great rules for him.

At this moment, Gu Wudi felt warm all over, and countless particle worlds were changing.

Under the arrangement of the World Tree, the great rules of the particle world became well organized. The mountains, rivers and earth became more stable, the containers became stronger and the capacity for containing became stronger. A large amount of essence emerged, making the environment of heaven and earth more suitable for cultivation.

The creatures living in the particle world clearly felt that the world was changing dramatically, and the environment for cultivation had become better. Many creatures took advantage of this trend to break free from their shackles and move forward.

The changes in the microscopic world are very small and insignificant when viewed individually, but if they are brought together, they are enough to have a revolutionary impact on the macroscopic world.

Gu Wudi was surprised to find that his injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was not the most exaggerated thing. The most exaggerated thing was that his strength was increasing and he was even stronger than before.

Is this the World Tree? It is completely different from the Ten Thousand Dao Tree and the System Tree, and the blessing it has on him is so terrifying.

(End of this chapter)