Before the Final Battle

Qiye was happy—very happy.

When someone felt guilty toward you, they would often treat you twice as well.

Right now, Tianxin and Blue Demon treated him exceptionally well. One by one, knowledge that had yet to be unlocked was unlocked, and they were willing to cooperate with him as well.

Of course, part of it was to find an opportunity for Xiaoqian to return to human form, allowing her to unite with Qiye and break the curse.

But that was only a small part of it. At this moment, Tianxin and Blue Demon had almost only one thought: cast aside all restraints and principles, and serve Qiye as fully as possible.

"A century's rise and fall, great and small, pass before the eyes like a dream."

Qiye awoke from a dream once more.

Even if Blue Demon and Tianxin thought all the way to the end of the world, they would never have imagined that every fleeting instant when they blanked out without noticing, Qiye was entering dreams.

And not only Hongye's dreams. He had entered the dreams of Jin Guang, Sima Sanniang, Yan Chixia, and even Zhuge Liuyun.

Countless lifetimes had finally allowed him to grasp humanity's power—Dao Power—as well as the essence of the Xuan Xin Sect's Daoist arts, including the [Profound Heart Marvelous Art].

After all, this haven of tenderness should have been enough to hatch the grand ambitions of any great ruler.

Actively seeking hardship and actively mastering a power fatal to demons was inherently against human nature—and demonic nature as well.

"Saint Lord, what is it?" Poetry was still far too complicated for Blue Demon. She wiped her mouth. "Dreams? Is there something about the power of dreams that even you do not understand, Saint Lord?"

She did not believe that herself.

Though, in her