Chapter 843: A Dream of Decades

“To pack the magnificent mountains and rivers into one’s heart… it has to be you, heroism!”

Sun Zhe laughed aloud and stepped towards the pavilion once again.

Vaguely, he seemed to have realized something and understood what Li Taibai wanted to pass on.

This time, he walked into the pavilion in just a few steps.

But as he entered the pavilion, the remnants of Divine Sense of Li Taibai and the old man in the gray robe had already vanished.

It was all an illusion, like a dream bubble.

Only the cup of wine on the stone table truly existed.

Sun Zhe picked up the cup of strong wine Li Taibai had filled for him a thousand years ago, with a thoughtful expression, feeling somewhat hesitant.

“To guard this magnificent realm… I am but a mere mortal, greedy and lustful, can I truly hold these beautiful mountains and all living things?”

“Perhaps I am really not as great as you.”

“But, I also want to protect those I care about.”

Then he thought of Zhu Yan, of Ye Qiao, of Xia Shiyue… thought of all the beautiful people and things.

So he tilted his head back, drank the strong wine in one go, lacking some of Taibai’s carefree heroism, yet still decisive and straightforward.

The wine was truly strong, just after entering his stomach, he felt his whole body burning, swaying as he sat on the stone bench, closed his eyes and lay on the table, falling into slumber.

In his dream, he saw again Li Taibai’s sword that broke through the heavens.

That was indeed Taibai’s Finger!

…

…

At the martial arena.

Several Outer Domain elders joined forces, wielding various magical treasures, yet unable to break through Taibai’s Immortal Power to approach Sun Zhe, helplessly abandoning their attempts.

The old man in black robe had a terribly gloomy face, suddenly came up with an idea, locked his gaze on Sun Zhe a hundred meters away, and said slowly: “Now, to prevent the Taibai Earth Immortal Scripture from falling into this boy’s hands, we can only kill him to prevent future troubles!”

Another elder asked, “But none of us can go over, how do we kill him?”

The old man in black robe grinned, “This Taibai Immortal Power, is only targeted at humans.”

As he spoke, an eight-inch-long Little Flying Sword flew out from his sleeve, suspended lively in front of him.

“Go!”

With his command, the Little Flying Sword instantly turned into a chilling light, piercing through the air, heading straight for Sun Zhe’s forehead, surprisingly unaffected by Taibai’s Immortal Power!

“How ruthless!”

“I am joining too!”

Following him, the other several Outer Domain elders also summoned their assassination magical treasures.

However, oddly enough, the Little Flying Sword aimed clearly at Sun Zhe’s forehead, but as it approached Sun Zhe, it inexplicably deviated its trajectory, just narrowly brushing past Sun Zhe’s ear without harming him in the slightest.

After the Little Flying Sword, the other assassination magical treasures summoned by several Outer Domain elders also veered off course, having no effect at all.

Standing under the Immortal Inquiry Platform, Sun Zhe stayed still like a statue, yet cleverly dodged all attacks!

At this time, the Earth Martial Artists in the arena also burst out with curses.

Yao Yuelong even held his sword wanting to rush and stop them, but was blocked by Madman Zhang and others.

Grandmaster Tianyun said, “Priest Yao, please stay calm and observe… the young friend seems to have entered a wonderful realm, those magical treasures can’t harm him at all.”

“If you go up now, not only can’t you stop those Outer Domain thieves, but you might also be harmed by them.”

“…”

The anger and curses grew increasingly intense in the arena.

Earthlings may not be as good as Outer Domain folks in cultivation, but are undefeated in cursing, and in just a short moment, the eighteen generations of ancestors of those Outer Domain elders were thoroughly greeted.

The black-robed elder scanned around, his voice shaking the void: “Who dares to make noise, dies!”

The invisible pressure was like substance, instantly terrifying the whole arena into silence.

Then the black-robed elder moved his thought, the Little Flying Sword folded back in the air, thrusting again towards Sun Zhe’s forehead.

“Crack!”

A crisp sound.

Before the sword arrived, the fierce and sharp Sword Qi shattered the mask on Sun Zhe’s face, revealing his true appearance, but surprisingly, the Little Flying Sword stopped steadily as soon as it touched Sun Zhe’s forehead.

Seeing this, everyone’s gaze shuddered, only then did they realize Sun Zhe had woken up unknowingly, and caught the Little Flying Sword firmly with his hand.

“It’s him! He’s the ‘dead ghost’ of the underground martial arena!”

After a brief silence, an Earth Martial Artist in the crowd suddenly shouted.

Next moment, the arena exploded into uproar!

Qi Xue and Du Linghan widened their eyes, after recognizing that face, both felt incredulous.

Zhao Junwei also froze, looking at Sun Zhe’s face, unconsciously recalling the scene of him and Yuan Jinghua being beaten up that night.

Grandmaster Tianyun, Madman Zhang, and the Poison Sword Master Old Man Meng were also dumbstruck, suddenly feeling it very absurd.

“It’s that young friend!”

“No wonder, sometimes when hearing him speak, his voice seemed so familiar.”

“…”

“My god, that Conical Hat Hero is actually the dead ghost!”

“I remember his real name seems to be Sun Zhe!”

“So impressive, in his twenties, possessing such power!”

“He’s the pride of Earth!”

“…”

At this moment.

Sun Zhe remained in a semi-dreamlike state, still retaining some drunkenness, his eyes reflecting an age-defying sense of profoundness.

In that pavilion, he felt he had stayed for decades, from initial boredom, to anxious urgency, and finally to tranquility like a grave… He had always been pondering “Taibai’s Finger.”

But now, upon opening his eyes, as consciousness gradually returned, he realized only a few minutes had passed outside.

“A dream lasting decades!”

He sighed inwardly, raising his eyes to look at the light array floating in mid-air before him, vaguely comprehending something.

For some reason, in this hazy drunkenness, he felt everything was slow, even time was slow.

At this moment, the Little Flying Sword in his hand suddenly broke free, danced in the air, then changed direction, stabbing towards the back of his head!

Yet he did not even look, casually slapped it down to the ground.

Seeing this, the black-robed elder’s eyes slightly narrowed, “This is… Combat Realm?”

“Judging by his appearance, this boy seems close to entering the threshold of the Soul Void Realm.”

“And looking at his bone age, just over twenty, yet possessing such cultivation… even in the Outer Domain, such a peerless genius is hard to come by in a thousand years!”

Sun Zhe naturally didn’t know what those Outer Domain elders were thinking, at this moment he was still immersed in that hazy drunkenness.

He stared at the light array in the void before him, observed for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and lightly waved, the light array exploded into countless Spirit Light Fragments, under some mysterious force condensed into a page of golden paper.

He reached out and caught the golden paper, then looked up at those Outer Domain elders, a trace of arrogance in his drunken eyes.

“Do you want it?”

The black-robed elder’s eyes fixed deadly on the golden paper in Sun Zhe’s hand, filled with extreme greed, his tone cold: “This Kunlun young friend, could you lend me the Taibai Earth Immortal Scripture for a glance?”

Sun Zhe smiled indifferently, glanced around, saw all Outer Domain people eager to move, his eyes gradually showing fierce killing intent.

In a quiet moment, his voice echoed through the void: “Three days later, outside the Immortal Gate, whoever can defeat me may have this scripture!”

Speaking with a slight sinking tone: “But if you cannot defeat me, I will kill you all!”