Gate of the Immortal Realm

As Fang Xiu cultivated the Dream Ingress Art, using the power of the Necro Tree and the entire Nether Tree Realm to pull Chen Jin and Black Fiend into the spiritual realm, something was also changing in Wei Port City during the night.

The power of the Necro Tree and Fang Xiu seemed to have reached out from the Sea of Spirit, extending into the real world and affecting some special individuals.

Central Hospital, Special Care Ward—

Most of the patients hospitalized here were victims of the Yellow Goat Mountain incident ten days ago, those who had gone missing after getting lost in the eerie fog of Yellow Goat Mountain.

Although most of them had gone home seven or eight days ago after completing their health checks, many still experienced mental disorientation and nervous breakdowns. Some with weaker wills even suffered from mental instability and were currently still receiving treatment and recovering in the hospital.

Everyone constantly recounted the bizarre sights they had seen after entering the fog. Each time they recalled, the expressions on their faces showed a deep-seated fear.

It was late at night, and each of them had fallen asleep. In a hazy, drowsy state, they once again entered a wondrous place.

Unlike the terrifying, dark, and ash-filled Red Moon World they had experienced last time, this time it was a place that made them all feel light and airy, filled with warmth and sunlight.

It was a colossal gate, with massive pillars reaching straight into the sky, exuding a sense of oppression. The pillars were entirely golden, as if radiating light, and upon them could be seen various divine beasts such as Dragons, Phoenixes, and Qilins.

Standing beneath it, people were like ants. This did not look like a gate built for humans, much less a gate to any building. Instead, it resembled—the gate to a world.

The ground was paved with stones like white jade, stretching into the distance. Around them was a vast and endless ocean of light. In the silence, a pleasant sound could be heard, yet it didn't seem like a sound. It was like a mother's lullaby by their ears, or perhaps a soul-stirring song that permeated their hearts.

Many people whose minds and souls had been wounded gradually became calm and peaceful under the illumination of this sound and light.

Even just standing there, they could feel a sense of tranquility and relaxation originating from their souls.

The gate had no doors. At the towering top reaching into the sky, strange seal characters were inscribed, which no one could decipher.

"How can there be such a large gate? What is this gate used for?" This was the voice of a listless old man, full of weariness.

"Hehe! This place is so much fun!" This was the innocent and cheerful voice of a child.

"Is this a dream?"

"How can a dream be so real?"

"Here! Could this be the Immortal Realm? Founding Ancestor, are you summoning me?" This was clearly a Daoist from Three Goat Temple.

It wasn't just those in the hospital who dreamt of this scene. Many men, women, and children who had returned home after the Yellow Goat Mountain incident were also dreaming of this place at this moment.

Hundreds of voices echoed in this space. These were the more than one hundred people who had previously been lost in the Nether Tree Realm on Yellow Goat Mountain. Everyone's heart was filled with questions, but at this moment, each of them was only dreaming of this scene individually and could not communicate with each other.

Some were on their beds at home, some were in hotels, some were slumped over their desks in company offices, and some were making do with a night on an office chair due to working through the night.

Zhou Yang was the leader of the newly established Abnormal Affairs Investigation Team. As one of the members who had ventured deep into the mountains at that time, he naturally also dreamt of this scene.

"Is this another strange situation? Is it not over yet?"

Compared to the others, Zhou Yang's face was filled with caution and a hint of fear at this moment. He recalled the scene of being helpless after falling into the fog.

At this moment, a golden vortex suddenly appeared within the massive gate. The vortex spun, rapidly expanding, occupying the center of the huge gate.

And within the vortex, the scene of another world was revealed.

It was a boundless expanse of blue sea and sky. In the sky, a silver full moon emitted a faint, clear light. In the vast sea, a sword-like peak stood firm and unmoving against the impact of the surging waves.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, a pavilion on the sword peak, filled with immortal aura, came into their view. Behind the immortal palace, beneath a spiritual tree with white leaves, bearing translucent fruits, and emitting white light, a Daoist wearing a moon-white robe sat cross-legged on a stone.

"It's him!" Zhou Yang immediately recognized who it was.

"Immortal! This is the Immortal Realm! It's where immortals live!"

"Did we stumble into the place where immortals live?"

"Could this be the legendary Blessed Land?"

The Daoist was sitting cross-legged under the tree cultivating. At this moment, he suddenly seemed to sense something, raised his head, and looked towards the sky.

Everyone saw the silver-haired Daoist's face, and his eyes that emitted light. At this moment, they saw the silver-haired Daoist flick his sleeve, and a beam of light directly cut through from within the world, rushing out of the Gate of the Immortal Realm.

The silver vortex instantly shattered, and everyone felt an unparalleled force pushing them away from that immortal sacred place.

At this moment, everyone woke up simultaneously, opening their eyes.

Zhou Yang also woke up from his office chair in an instant, not even bothering with the uniform jacket that had fallen to the ground.

"A dream? Just a dream? Or does it have some other meaning? What does that person want to convey to us?" Zhou Yang felt that what he had seen this time was not that simple.

Meanwhile, within the Three Goat Temple on Yellow Goat Mountain, there was also a commotion. The previous heavy blockade had been partially lifted the day before yesterday. Although people were still not allowed to go up the mountain freely, the Daoists of Three Goat Temple had been re-approved to return to the temple. However, compared to the original dozen or so people, the number of Daoists in the temple had now doubled, with many being transferred from other temples.

The dozen or so Daoists who had returned to Three Goat Temple rushed out of their respective rooms simultaneously, excitedly gesticulating as they recounted the scene they had just witnessed to their senior and junior brothers.

"Founding Ancestor! That immortal is truly our Founding Ancestor! I dreamt of the legendary Immortal Realm and even saw our Founding Ancestor!"

"That's right, I saw it too. The Founding Ancestor was in an Immortal Mountain Palace within the immortal realm, sitting cross-legged under an immortal tree."

"Next time, next time we might really be able to see the Founding Ancestor. As long as our hearts are sincere, we will definitely receive the Founding Ancestor's teachings."

At this moment, the old temple master, wearing a dark Daoist robe, walked out from the corridor of the side hall. He had just heard his disciples' words. As he walked, his originally uncontrollable excitement gradually calmed down.

"Everyone, don't sleep anymore. Wake up the others and let's go to the main hall to burn incense and pray!"

"I have decided to sculpt a golden statue for the Founding Ancestor and build an Ascension Platform on the immortal land at the mountaintop!"

Fang Xiu stood up from under the Necro Tree and looked up at the sky. He could immediately see that over a hundred light spots had formed a special connection with the Nether Tree Realm. This was also why they had sensed the Nether Tree Realm when Fang Xiu first used the Dream Ingress Art.

Fang Xiu reshaped the entrance and gate of the Nether Tree Realm. The originally pitch-black, eerie Gate of Hell was transformed by Fang Xiu into a magnificent Gate of the Immortal Realm filled with ancient charm and immortal aura, further highlighting Fang Xiu's small spiritual realm as being like the Celestial Realm.

"Was it because I entered the Nether Tree Realm before, that I was marked back then?"

Fang Xiu ended his meditation and returned to the reality of his own basement. He was deep in thought.

"If I gradually open the Sea of Spirit to everyone, animals, plants, to all life on Earth, what would happen?"

"I'm just building a framework, letting everyone on Earth use their wisdom and power to help me perfect this Sea of Spirit, to help me grow stronger. Anyway, the Necro Tree itself is my clone, and this Sea of Spirit is a part of my power. I can use their strength to help me perfect this world to its limit."

"And I just need to hide behind the scenes, making everyone think this is an ownerless, open world."

"When this Sea of Spirit is completely connected with humanity, when all life on Earth is branded with the mark of the Necro Tree, then Earth civilization will be completely tied to me."

Fang Xiu thought for a moment, then shook his head. His current Sea of Spirit, which was only the size of his palm, would explode if he crammed a few people in. He shouldn't think too much about it for now.