"Heh heh... Dreams and reality—who could ever tell them apart?"
"I do not care who you are. So long as you die within a dream, your true body in the outside world will be annihilated in an instant!"
Rustle, rustle!
That enormous spider descended, and a savage smile appeared on the face of the Dream Spider Clan Mahayana cultivator upon its back.
Swish, swish!
One soft spider silk strand after another appeared in the heavens, drifting downward.
Though they looked ethereal and unsupported, piercing through a cultivator's dharma body would be effortless.
"Dream techniques are rather interesting... turning the unreal into reality, weakening enemies, and even using dreams as anchors to descend..."
Fang Qing praised them, and a towering Divine Pill dharma manifestation rose thunderously behind him.
Endless illusory silver light formed the outlines of that dharma manifestation, sketching features identical to Fang Qing's own.
Each strand of hair was like a sharp sword, severing the spider silk in the void.
Rings upon rings of divine light bloomed continuously, spilling emerald radiance outward...
"This..."
The Dream Spider Clan Mahayana cultivator froze in place. "Such a rank..."
Within a dream, by all reason, he should have been the ruler!
Even Mahayana divine beasts could be turned into pigs and dogs!
The only thing capable of reversing such dream laws was rank—a rank higher than his own!
"You are not at the Dongxuan stage, nor are you Mahayana... You are... an Immortal!"
The Dream Spider Clan Mahayana cultivator screamed as he watched strand after strand of spider silk ignite out of thin air, while countless cocoons turned to ash in midair...
Then, a vast jade-green hand descended with a crash, as though it were crushing the heavens!
Bang!
The dream shattered, and countless streams of light danced through the air.
Vermilion