Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

Wang Heng knew how to fish. He raised the fishing rod with one hand and grabbed the fish with the other.

When Daozu Hunhe saw this scene, he was so frightened that his soul flew away, and his three souls and seven spirits almost evaporated on the spot.

"what!"

Daozu Hunhe screamed in fear and wanted to struggle, but he didn't have any strength. He could only watch as the big hand approached and grabbed him in its palm.

"Brother, have you caught another fish?" Shi Hao asked.

"It's just a small fish, but it's better than nothing." Wang Heng shook his head.

Hearing the conversation between the two people, Hunhe Lujin felt suffocated. He was a Taoist ancestor who could call the wind and rain in Hunhe, but when he arrived, he was called a small fish.

"The appearance of small fry means that in the years to come, this place will no longer be peaceful, and a decisive battle may break out at any time." Wang Heng spoke calmly and announced the news to all the Immortal Emperors in the Immortal Emperor Forbidden Zone.

Shi Hao, Corpse, Nothingness, Qixue, Jiemu and others frowned, realizing that time was running out and the strange tribe would eventually notice the abnormality here.

When the weird side discovers the terrifying power of the perfect world, the weird ancestor will definitely take action personally.

By then, it will be a catastrophe for the perfect world.

"Come on, life or death depends on this battle." An Immortal Emperor spoke, and he was ready to fight to the death.

Wang Heng looked at the small fish in his hand, thought for a while and said: "Although it is a small fish, it also has some value. It can be used for training the Daozu of my world."

As he said this, he waved his hand and threw Soul River Daozu into the space he had opened up.

Daozu Hunhe was dizzy and dazed, and when he stood up and came to his senses, he discovered that a terrifying battle of the road-ending level had broken out not far away.

If there was not an invisible membrane blocking him, the battle between the creatures at the end of the road, even just the aftermath, would be enough to crush him into pieces.

At this time, Daozu Hunhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized the identity of one of the creatures in the Road End Battle. It was the chief priest who had disappeared for 500,000 years, a Road End-level creature of the Black Blood Clan.

There has been no news for half a million years. It turns out that he was trapped here by a terrifying and powerful person from this world.

"Master Priest!"

The Soul River Daozu opened his mouth and called out there.

That invisible membrane blocked all the vibrations of the road, but it did not block out the sound, so the Black Blood Road could hear the call of this creature.

In fact, he had already noticed that Soul River Daozu had been thrown in, but he had to face the attack of a great emperor and could not be distracted.

The living being who was attacking him fiercely was none other than the Immortal Emperor of Heaven. He was extremely powerful, like the incarnation of God. Each of his attacks was so terrifying that it made Heixue Lujun exhausted from defending himself and unable to take care of anything else.

Although Heixue Lujin was very indignant, for the past 500,000 years, apart from recovering from his injuries, he was beaten like a sandbag by those Immortal Emperors every day. It was really frustrating. However, he still had hope for the original ancestor of the plateau, hoping that one day the ancestor would come to this world and rescue him.

Now, the arrival of Soul River Daozu has given him hope.

"How were you caught?" Heixue Lujin asked.

Daozu Hunhe did not dare to delay and immediately told all the causes and consequences of how he was lured into this world.

Upon learning that other members of the strange tribe had noticed the disappearance of their chief priest, Heixue Lujin couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. He finally saw hope of escaping. God knows how he had survived the past 500,000 years.

"Master Chief Priest, where is this place? Why are you fighting with all the living creatures on the road?" Daozu Hunhe asked in a voice transmission. He was a little scared of this dim space and always felt that nothing good would happen.

Hei Xue Lu Jin heard this and gave him a meaningful look: "You will know soon."

Suddenly, a cold and ruthless voice sounded, like the mighty power of heaven descending to the world.

"You dare to be distracted when competing with me. You are really courting death."

Heixuelujin secretly thought that something was wrong. He was too excited and actually revealed a flaw.

In the battle between Immortal Emperors, the slightest flaw will be infinitely magnified.

The next moment, the Immortal Emperor Tiandao made a ruthless move and completely suppressed Heixue Lujin. Then, after a fierce battle, Heixue Lujin fell down, seriously injured.

"what!"

He fell heavily to the ground, breaking countless bones and splattering black blood all over the ground.

Seeing the high and mighty chief priest being beaten so violently by a strange Immortal Emperor, Daozu Hunhe showed an expression of disbelief. This was the chief priest who had sacrificed for all the supreme beings in the universe, but he was so miserable.

"Master Priest, are you okay?"

Daozu Hunhe asked with concern.

Heixue Lujin looked at Hunhe Daozu with a strange look and replied: "You should take care of yourself."

Daozu Hunhe didn't understand.

But immediately, he understood what the words "the end of the black blood road" meant.

In the space where he was, a living being appeared at some point, dressed in white, with a nine-colored fairy gold cauldron on his head.

"who are you?"

Daozu Hunhe instinctively sensed the horror of the creature in front of him. He was facing a formidable enemy, and the nine pairs of rotten wings behind him exuded the terrifying rules and power belonging to Daozu.

"Ye Fan."

"Ye Fan? I've never heard of him." Daozu Hunhe said subconsciously.

"You'll hear about it soon enough."

After saying that, the figure in white controlled the nine-colored fairy gold cauldron and rushed towards the Soul River Taoist Ancestor.

The speed is too fast. At the level of Daozu, Ye Fan is definitely one of the strongest.

Soul River Daozu's face changed color, and his nine pairs of rotten wings spread out, bringing him extreme speed.

Afterwards, a great battle among the Dao Ancestors broke out. The Soul River Dao Ancestor was considered a relatively powerful Dao Ancestor among the Soul Rivers. However, in front of Ye Fan in white, he was suppressed at the first sight, and what followed was a one-sided beating.

Not long after, Soul River Daozu fell in a pool of blood. Ye Fan walked over and looked down at this creature. He did not kill him, nor did he continue to attack him, causing his injuries to get worse.

Because there were still many creatures behind who wanted to fight with the Taoist Ancestor of the strange tribe, before coming in, Wang Heng told him not to kill them.

In this battle, Ye Fan gained a lot and roughly understood the characteristics of the strange tribe.

So he turned around and left without any hesitation.

Daozu Hunhe breathed a sigh of relief. If the opponent attacked again, he would definitely be defeated. Although he would not die immediately, his demise was certain.

Seeing the relaxed look on Soul River Daozu's face, Heixue Lujin shook his head. As someone who had experienced this, he knew very well that the nightmare had just begun.

As soon as Ye Fan left, a woman wearing a bronze mask walked in.

Daozu Hunhe immediately tensed up all over and looked at the woman in front of him with an unpleasant expression.

"Who are you?"

The ruthless man did not answer, but just stood there quietly, motionless, as if waiting for something.

Seeing this, Soul River Daozu healed his wounds while keeping a vigilant eye on his enemy. Before he could react, a supreme mysterious scripture sounded in the void. It sounded like a Huanglu bell being struck, and his whole body, including his soul, was trembling.

Daozu Hunhe only felt relaxed and refreshed all over, and he actually recovered to his peak state in the sound of this scripture.

He was extremely shocked. You know, the injuries caused by the creature named Ye Fan on him would take hundreds of thousands of years to recover. But now, he recovered in an instant. This was too outrageous.

Suddenly, the sound of swords came from the void. It turned out to be the woman wearing the bronze mask. The bronze ring in her hand turned into a magic sword, circling around her body.

Looking at the bronze mask that seemed to be crying and laughing with tears in the corners of its eyes, Soul River Daozu sneered.

"Haha, it seems that you are a woman with a story. You were not ruthlessly abandoned by your Taoist partner, and your Taoist heart was shattered, so you became so cold, right?"

The ruthless man did not respond, but the look in his eyes beneath the mask became extremely cold, as if he wanted to freeze everything in the world.

The next moment, the sound of swords became louder, and the killing came in an instant.

……

Soon, Daozu Hunhe fell miserably in a pool of blood, his body covered with sword wounds, his limbs scattered everywhere, chopped into dozens of pieces.

He wanted to cry but had no tears, he could only curse in his heart, and met a crazy woman.

Heixuelu watched the entire process and could only say that everything was within his expectations.

Soon, the third person came from Soul River Daozu's side.

Moreover, the mysterious scripture sounded again, causing his injuries to heal visibly.

"More? Is it ever going to end?"

Daozu Hunhe was a little angry, and rushed towards the third person with murderous intent.

This is a burly man with an ancient bow on his back. He has sharp eyes and gives people a sense of power.

Facing the angry Soul River Daozu who was coming to kill him, the burly man took action, and his attack was as powerful as thunder.

Soon, Soul River Daozu was knocked down again, and not a single part of his body was intact.

The burly man left without saying anything. As soon as his figure disappeared, the fourth man came in.

"How many are there?"

Daozu Hunhe felt his scalp tingling and he vaguely realized something. He seemed to be being used as a sandbag.

The fourth person was the Burial Master. He was slightly surprised to hear the Weird Taoist Ancestor mumbling to himself, but he still answered the Soul River Taoist Ancestor’s question politely.

"It's hard to count. Anyway, the line is quite long. Many fellow Taoists are in retreat and didn't come."

After hearing this answer, Hunhe Daozu suddenly felt like he had lost all desire to live. At this moment, he finally understood what Heixue Lujin meant by worrying about him.

On the other side, Heixuelujin also came back to life, and an Immortal Emperor entered and started fighting with him.

……

Just when the Black Blood Road had come to an end and the Soul River Daozu was in agony, outside the island, in the surging Soul River, a powerful creature opened its eyes and looked towards the island.

"What happened to Jiuyu? He never came back. Did something bad happen to him?"

"Master, what should we do now?" a creature asked.

"What should we do? The masters sent us here to find out why the master priest disappeared. If we can't find the reason, how can we report back?"

"Yes, orders are as heavy as mountains. Who dares to disobey the orders of those adults?" Another Soul River leader echoed.

After some discussion, several leaders of the Soul River decided to directly activate a branch of the Soul River and sink into the passage to see what was going on.

"Crash!"

The water of the Soul River, accompanied by countless gravel, spread and rolled in the void, like a tentacle, extending to the front of the passage, and then swept in without hesitation.

On the fishing platform, Wang Heng had already seen through all of this. Without saying a word, he hooked the fishing hook directly onto the branch of the Soul River. In just a moment, the entire Soul River felt it being suppressed by an incomparable and supreme power. All living beings, including the powerful Soul River masters, were unable to move and could only look at it in shock.

The next second, Wang Heng swung it hard, and the entire Soul River was pulled into the passage and disappeared.

……

In the dim sacrificial space, Daozu Hunhe has been tortured to the point of collapse. Up to now, he has been beaten up by hundreds of Daozu, and he has hardly had time to breathe. Even if he is about to be beaten to death, he will be saved by the sound of scriptures ringing in the dark and pushed to the peak state.

In comparison, the end of the Black Blood Road is much more comfortable, as only occasionally an Immortal Emperor will come in to fight.

There is a constant stream of people coming to the Soul River Daozu's side.

Finally, things took a turn for the better. An entire Soul River fell from the sky and landed in another area. Afterwards, Daoist ancestor-level creatures appeared, in groups of three or two, walking upstream along the Soul River and killing their way towards the depths of the Soul River.

The Soul River Taoist felt dizzy and was thrown into the Soul River by some force.

Seeing the shocked faces of the leaders in the Soul River, he was so moved that he was speechless.

At least, one doesn't have to endure the beating alone.

"What's going on? Where is this place?"

"What was that unstoppable force just now?"

"Hey, Jiuyu? When did you come back?"

"Not good, there are Daozu-level creatures invading the Soul River. Everyone, prepare to fight."

……

In the spiritual world, in the area belonging to the Dao Ancestor, a row of golden ancient characters floated above the sky, informing all the Dao Ancestors that now, there are new copies available.

"Soul River copy?"

"At least three quasi-immortal emperors must form a team to enter. Can they bring along immortal kings, true immortals, etc. to train?"

"Soul River? I think it should be a force under the command of the weird tribe."

"Fellow Daoist, are you willing to team up with me and enter the Soul River together?"

A group of Dao Ancestors formed teams in groups of three or five. After forming the team, they could ask for number plates from the Golden World Tree, one team at a time.

"Oh, it would be great if there were more copies. Just having one Soul River is far from enough. It takes a long time just to queue up." Someone sighed.

Ever since hearing that they could fight against real strange creatures, everyone has been very excited. Until now, the Daozu-level creatures have already known that a life-and-death battle will break out with the strange creatures in the future.

Before this battle comes, everyone wants to see what the real weird tribe is like, knowing yourself and the enemy, and winning every battle.

As if he had heard the creatures' whispers, Wang Heng took action and used the great supernatural power of the Daoist level to project the Soul River. In an instant, he created one Soul River after another for the Dao Ancestors in the Perfect World to use for training.

At the same time, bursts of exclamations were heard in several other outposts of the strange tribe, because the Soul River, one of the four major outposts, had completely disappeared.

(End of this chapter)