Emperor Su Reaches the Summit

"Humans!"

"Barbarians!"

"Witches!"

"Ghosts!"

Emperor Su shouted one after another. With every word he uttered, that race was born directly around him.

His words became law!

The rules of creation spread forth with his voice, and the entire dream changed along with it. Countless starry rivers and seas of spirit appeared in succession.

All living beings within the dream were utterly shaken, their souls trembling.

Such divine creative power...

"As heaven and earth first take shape, whoever I wish to live shall live, and whoever I wish to perish shall perish!"

Emperor Su stood proudly. As his voice fell, all those bloodthirsty creatures from before turned to ash and scattered in the wind.

The surviving beings trembled as they looked up at him.

At this moment, Emperor Su had become a god of creation.

Omnipotent!

In reality, the corners of Su Yi's lips lifted slightly.

"Still not enough. Add a little more spice!"

Su Yi muttered to himself, then continued weaving the dreamscape.

Within the Source Plane, not all living beings dreamed.

Usually, only those at the bottom still needed sleep. The higher a cultivator's realm, the less they slept.

However, Emperor Su Dream Sending could last for an entire year.

That was enough to let all beings of the Source Plane know of Emperor Su's existence!

Next, Su Yi began fabricating all kinds of dream scenarios displaying Emperor Su's greatness. The beings who saw them were utterly enthralled and driven mad, like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, unable to distinguish illusion from reality.

After the first night passed, Emperor Su Dream Sending did not cause much of a stir.

No one in the Emperor Su Sect mentioned it either, as they were all busy cultivating.

After the second night, Su Yi noticed that some servants and lowly disciples