Chapter 1276 - 436: Raising the Difficulty, Gold Coins Exploded (5k)_2

He saw a group of people gathered inside a high tower, discussing something.

Though it was far away, when he reached the edge, he felt as if he were there in person, hearing everything clearly.

"That guy must die, he’s too recklessly bold. If we let him do as he pleases, who knows what chaos will follow." The speaker’s accent had a hint of the Great Tang’s elegance.

"The Blessed Lands of the Cave Heaven, the Outer Domain, the realm of ancient dreams—so many things we are supposed to guard. That person from Fuyu Mountain is delusional, he’s not ambitious; he’s a great scoundrel trying to overturn everything."

"We must get rid of him; he wants to destroy everything. We must destroy Scorching Sun; we cannot let him succeed."

Wen Yan listened to the dialect, which was somewhat heavy, and roughly understood what the other party meant.

This must have been something from the Thirteenth Ancestor’s time.

Just, why did he come here?

Standing there, he raised his head again, seeing something fall from the sky.

The crowing and squawking grew clearer; this time, he could hear it well: crying—a baby’s cry, loud and forceful, like a dry wail without tears. That must be the foolish son.

The foolish son’s wailing reached here, but he wasn’t surprised to hear it.

The power from those sounds fell like gentle light, while from the other side of the sky, strange and awkward tones descended, scattering like a gloomy black rain.

The two powers fell centered around his location, distinctly separated, constantly clashing with each other.

The difference was the gentle light falling, attempting to connect with and guide Wen Yan.

While on the other side, the pouring black rain fell on the dark curtain, leading the dark curtain to pursue Wen Yan, marking his position.

Now Wen Yan somewhat understood why this time wasn’t so clearly linked with the Er Jingong’s ancient dream puzzle.

Some wanted to silence and kill him; some wanted to rescue him.

The two forces, both using him as a lead, had already collided. No wonder when he crossed the fog earlier, he felt the guidance was, for a moment, clearly not pointing inside the fog.

Wen Yan looked backward and indeed saw a vast sandstorm advancing like a giant wall from the horizon towards this side.

Accompanied by a rumbling sound, thunder and fire gleamed within the sandstorm.

It wasn’t Wen Yan’s first time seeing this scene.

But this time, it was different; he saw countless puzzle pieces being carried within the sandstorm, moving forward along with it.

He saw the edge of the dark curtain intruding, with its fringe being swept by the sandstorm, where abundant thunder and fire flickered, continuously clashing with the dark curtain.

Then, the dark curtain was shattered, relinquishing, avoiding the sandstorm.

Regardless of how the pouring black rain guided or provoked, it dared no longer move forward.

At one corner of the dark curtain, a part protruded, attempting to secretly devour a puzzle piece carried by the sandstorm, only to be instantly knocked back by the expanding sandstorm upon contact.

One corner of the dark curtain cleared, in a space not covered by darkness; dense black bugs were exposed to the light and quickly flapped and evaporated.

The dark curtain retreated, disappearing from the intrusion point.

Now Wen Yan knew why there were so many puzzles here.

Because the dark curtain had never breached this place; the ancient dream has existed till now.

He didn’t accidentally enter here; he was guided here by the ability granted by his great-aunt.

Wen Yan gazed at the incoming sandstorm, watching as more and more fragments flickered within, vast information flooding into his mind as he observed.

Those contained in each puzzle piece were elements of past information.

Some were not even just over a thousand years ago.

Wen Yan saw in one piece, where the people’s attire clearly belonged to modern times.

"Have you ever thought that the stronger humanity becomes, the more blurred the boundary with the Great Wilderness becomes?

Have you ever considered that whether ancient dreams or domains, they are based on the present world?

That doesn’t enhance power; it’s synchronously enhancing abnormalities.

If it continues, one day, planes and cannons will become rather useless things.

Why did Old Zhu speed up and step directly into The Last Dharma?

There’s a record, a number for the people who died in wars.

But a thousand years ago, two thousand years ago, those who died in abnormalities didn’t even have a number."

"I oppose; we absolutely cannot let Scorching Sun proceed with a plan that once failed."

Wen Yan looked at that puzzle piece; he couldn’t see the person’s face clearly.

Because the drizzling rain fell in the fragments, making it very blurry; even the voice was unclear to him, vague.

However, following that, a somewhat prickly voice emerged, sounding familiar to his ears.

"To worry about potential risks while ignoring confirmed ones, you could choke on your food, yet why don’t you quit eating?

When the Divine Land made a new decision forty years ago and adjusted its major direction, didn’t it predict the issues it would face later? Then why not maintain the status quo?