Chapter 348: Poor Year after Year
All things come to an end, heaven and earth return to ruins, with a loud bang, both the remaining ruins of the world and the fragmented three pillars of the original gods are mixed together, constantly rotating, compressing, and collapsing, and finally turning into a singularity that is so tiny that it cannot be smaller. Everything is integrated into it and turned into the light of the singularity.

When the singularity is compressed to a certain degree, the light spot explodes, and a silent roar sweeps across the entire void, causing ripples. The glow is gathered, the singularity begins to dim, and then turns into a round black hole that absorbs light, heat, energy, and swallows everything.

The black hole spread out and gradually turned into an enormous figure, darker than the deep Guixu and more empty than the boundless void. It stood there, containing all matter and swallowing all energy, revealing a black and gradually changing human-shaped outline. With the roar of the end of a world as an alarm clock, Qi Zu Taichu Wandao Tianzun finally woke up.

Gu Qingyuan looked quietly at his final goal in this world. For Wandao Tianzun, who had attained enlightenment in his dreams, the changes of truth and falsehood, the existence of things, the birth and death of heaven and earth, everything was meaningless, because everything existed in his dream. When he woke up, everything ended, and when he fell asleep, heaven and earth were created.

"Can you still remember these two things?"

Gu Qingyuan asked, and two objects floated out from his hands, a clear sword energy and a bit of pure yang true meaning, which were what he found when the world was destroyed.

Wandao Tianzun did not utter a word. He turned into a black shadow without even a face, and showed no emotions. Perhaps he had lost too much in the long dream.

Seeing that Wandao Tianzun did not react, Gu Qingyuan shook his head and waved his hand, and the Cangjie Staff fell into his hand. As soon as this action came out, Wandao Tianzun tilted his head. He could feel that the white wooden staff was a threat to him. It was the manifestation of a path!

A flute sound suddenly rang out, Wandao Tianzun suddenly raised his hand, and then countless worlds were born and destroyed in his palm. The power brought by the end turned into a mighty torrent, rushing towards Gu Qingyuan.

"No consciousness... only the response to danger. Is this Wandao Tianzun like this from the beginning, or has his soul been worn out in the dream, losing his independent consciousness?"

As Gu Qingyuan was thinking, the Cangjie Staff in his hand emitted a white light. Countless threads of disaster clung to the torrent, cutting off its vitality and adding the fate of destruction. Before it could reach Gu Qingyuan, it had already reached its end of destruction.

Not only that, the calamity thread swept up, turning into the calamity of heaven and earth, the calamity of the inner demon, the calamity of the three disasters… hundreds of kinds of calamities overturned the body of Wandao Tianzun, and countless fragments floated out of Wandao Tianzun's dark body, responding to the calamity, and the whole person became smaller.

Wandao Tianzun groaned, stretched out his other hand, and then immortals came to the world, the Buddha was reincarnated, there were all kinds of strange things, ancient gods, and countless strange shapes and people from various sects appeared, some riding magic weapons, some standing on the clouds, and rushed over.

This is the illusory world in Wandao Tianzun's dream, which had disappeared with the shattering of the dream, but he returned to the world through the great supernatural power of attaining enlightenment in the dream, and thus cultivated the true through the false. It must be said that attaining enlightenment in a dream is actually a Mahayana method, which cannot be entered without a lofty level of enlightenment. It is the fundamental way of creating the false by making use of the false and achieving the true through the false.

Everything originates from an idea, created in a dream, but due to great supernatural powers, the real world is distorted to create reality. It can be said that whatever you wish for will come true.

Gu Qingyuan sighed. He thought he had found a few true cultivators and discussed the Dao, but he didn't expect that this Wandao Tianzun was incomplete. Since he was incomplete, the Dao was not perfect, and that tiny loophole would eventually become the last straw that broke the camel's back. He raised his sword and pointed it at the Cangjie Staff. The wooden joints of the staff burst into rolling disaster energy, and the talismans hidden inside shone brightly, attracting countless disasters and turning into a large net, covering the flying immortals and Buddhas.

The immortal got a little bit of it, and his soul withered and his hair turned white prematurely. The Buddha got a little bit of it, and fell off the lotus platform, falling into the sea of ​​suffering again. The strange gods and men were stained with a few streaks, and they were no longer clear-headed. The people who had turned into real people were suppressed by the calamity, and turned into illusory bubbles and disappeared. It was the calamity that plundered and ended their original existence, and made them return to illusion.

Wandao Tianzun was about to make a move but was suppressed by the rolling calamity energy. His entire figure kept disappearing and resurrecting. He was the creator of illusion and reality, and external destruction was not enough to seriously injure him, but Gu Qingyuan did not intend to rely on such means.

He waved his hand, and a long river of calamity energy hung in the air, with golden symbols and inscriptions flashing inside. This was the great way of calamity that Gu Qingyuan had condensed for the most part, and it was not very fancy. When fighting with the Lord of Ten Thousand Daos, he would use the great way to wear it down, damage its original power, and destroy its immortality.

As soon as this long river of calamity energy appeared, it surrounded Wandao Tianzun and circled around him. Countless Daoist spiritual lights impacted his origin, looking for the flaws in the method of attaining enlightenment in his dream.

Looking at Wandao Tianzun whose aura was fading, Gu Qingyuan smiled. To put it bluntly, Wandao Tianzun was just the master of a small thousand worlds, while he had five worlds as support. He was several levels higher in realm and several times more in foundation. He was just crushing the situation. If it weren't for this tool man named Wandao Tianzun who was still useful, Gu Qingyuan would have plundered his origin completely the moment he appeared, and he would have ceased to exist in the world.

Yes, in his eyes, this Wandao Tianzun was just a tool, a tool to help him achieve enlightenment, and under Gu Qingyuan's micro-manipulation, events quickly went according to his ideas.

Wandao Tianzun raised his hands high, and his magic power surged out. As one great magical power after another appeared, an even larger river of calamity energy appeared behind him.

This is also the shameless side of those who have attained enlightenment in dreams. It is like a mirror. What I have, you may not have. What you have, I can see, and it becomes real, and it also belongs to me. It is reflected, and relying on the particularity of dreams, driven by thoughts, the Tao plundered is even greater, because at that moment, the Lord of Ten Thousand Daos has already had his dreams shattered countless times, and has deduced the Tao countless times in his dreams, becoming even stronger as he becomes stronger!
Gu Qingyuan looked at the long river of calamity energy that was tending to be complete, and the great road of disasters. The two were confirmed, and countless spiritual lights collided in his brain again. Although they were illusions in dreams, at this moment, the great road was real and carried unparalleled power.

He no longer hesitated, and with a change of mind, he plunged into the illusory avenue. Condensing this illusory law, every minute and every second consumed boundless magic power, and the time he could survive was very limited. According to Gu Qingyuan's estimation, this illusory law could only last for three breaths. If there were no such restriction, I'm afraid everyone would have to try to achieve enlightenment in a dream.

Only Wandao Tianzun was unconscious, so he would use such a method under the guidance of Gu Qingyuan. If it were someone else, they would have seen that the situation was hopeless and would no longer care about it.

But now, Wandao Tianzun is making all the effort to prepare a wedding dress for Gu Qingyuan.

(End of this chapter)