Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 298 - 289 Bodhi

Chapter 298: Chapter 289 Bodhi

Om!

When the Divine Rainbow descended, Mo Wangchen could feel that his body and soul instantly disintegrated, annihilating both his physical form and spirit.

Whoosh!

He jolted awake from the dream, sitting up sharply with his face covered in cold sweat, his back already chilled.

The feeling of death he had just experienced still induced aftershocks of terror when he thought of it now!

"Hu!"

Looking around, Mo Wangchen let out a long sigh of relief. He had completely escaped the dream and was back under that large tree. Not far from him, the two corpses still lay.

"What was that eye... exactly?"

He frowned deeply, his heart filled with shock. That eye was too terrifying, erasing his existence in an instant.

Originally, after he had carried Yaoyao across the Other Shore Bridge, he had passed out, unconscious, and everything that had happened in the dream was once a reality.

Could it be that he and Yaoyao were able to awaken from the Reincarnation Mountain Range because that eye shed two tears, and those tears were the Power of Rebirth rumored in the world?

"Is that eye a person, or... the Eyes of Heaven?"

Could it be that this Heaven and Earth really contained some unknown existence, controlling everything?

Mo Wangchen sat quietly under the great tree, no matter how hard he thought, he couldn’t understand.

After a long while, he finally came back to his senses and looked up to see that the sky had already brightened.

"Everything before was just a dream, a three-layered dream..."

"Here, I fell into a dream, dreaming of that ancient mountain range, wandering for over a month, feeling tired and falling asleep, and in that dream, I had another dream, dreaming of the endless Death Sea, drifting aimlessly on a solitary boat."

"On the solitary boat, I fell asleep again, and then dreamed of the Mo Family. Only now do I realize, it was all just a dream!"

"If at that time, I had not come to my senses, I’m afraid, this kind of dream would have continued, moving on to the fourth or fifth layer, and perhaps, I might never have been able to awaken!"

Thinking back, Mo Wangchen felt a lingering fear. Dreams within dreams—if the dreams became deeper, it would be harder to wake up. He had never encountered such a thing before, and it was truly terrifying.

In the dream, he had lived for several months, or perhaps even a year, yet in the real world, only a single night had passed.

"Eh?!"

At that moment, Mo Wangchen suddenly realized that his cultivation had broken through without him knowing, stepping into the second realm of Creation!

Although his cultivation was suppressed, he could still see that his Spirit Sea was filled with dense Creation Power, churning like tidal waves, endlessly flowing, letting Mo Wangchen know that his cultivation was no longer limited to the mere first realm of Creation.

He was astonished; he had just had a long dream, and he had broken through?

After the surprise, Mo Wangchen was filled with even more confusion and doubt.

He looked at the two corpses beside him, which still maintained their resting poses, one lying on the ground and the other leaning against the tree.

Mo Wangchen frowned, "Could it be that these two also fell into a dream during their sleep, failed to awaken, and thus died..."

This was too terrifying. It wasn’t difficult for Mo Wangchen to imagine that these two people didn’t know how many layers of dreams they had entered, unable to awaken, their bodies having endured at least ten thousand years, already decayed to bones, never to wake up again.

"Could this be the curse of the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range, to trap people in dreams?" Mo Wangchen frowned, but felt that something was amiss.

He looked around, and within the entire Emperor Fallen Mountain Range, the vegetation was like it had withered, with leaves blowing in the wind. The only exception was the large tree he was currently beneath, which was lush and brimming with vitality.

"Could it be because of this tree?" He narrowed his eyes, a hint of wariness in his gaze.

Immediately after, Mo Wangchen circled the large tree and on one side of it, he saw two characters inscribed upon it.

"Bodhi!"

Mo Wangchen’s expression changed. Could this be the legendary Bodhi Tree?!

It was said that in the far-off Ancient Times, the vast lands of Tiannan had no divisions like Eastern Desolate, West Earth, Southern Desert, or Beiming, because back then, the lands were connected as one.

In the Ancient Times, All Kings rose up, and the Yao Clan had countless great powers. Figures like Ling Changkong, the strongest Great Emperor of the Near Ancient era, could be found everywhere in those days.

It was a true great era, with innumerable powers at the Emperor Realm. But later, no one knew what exactly happened; the land fragmented, resulting in the Eastern Desolate, West Earth, Southern Desert, and Beiming seen today. It was also since then that the grand era of the Ancient Times came to an end.

After the Ancient Times, the chances of stepping into the Emperor Realm throughout Heaven and Earth became incredibly slim; every few tens of thousands of years, there might emerge a group of Great Emperors.

And now, as times progressed, there were no longer any mighty ones at the level of Great Emperor in the world!

In the distant Ancient Times, there were Divine Buddha Shakyamuni, various astonishing Great Demons and formidable beings. Among them was one known as ’Bodhi Ancestor’!

Legend had it that he once meditated under the Bodhi Tree, dreamed for a thousand years, and when he awoke, his cultivation reached Heaven and Earth. Across the entire Ancient era, there were very few who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Under the Bodhi Tree lies Bodhi; a thousand-year dream that shocked Heaven and Earth!

So it turned out that this was not merely a rumor; the Bodhi Tree truly existed in the world and was now right before the eyes of Mo Wangchen.

...

Mo Wangchen left and continued to move deeper into the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range. After the encounter with the Bodhi Tree, he became even more cautious.

Half a month passed, and he confirmed that he had reached the depths of the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range.

Now, there were no clouds or mists lingering; looking out, in the very center, there was a protruding mountain.

He frowned slightly. The ancient texts stated that in the very center of the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range, there were countless Holy Medicines. When Piaomiao Saint Venerable once came here, it was to seek the Holy Medicine that could repair his Spirit Sea.

On this journey, Mo Wangchen had not seen any traces related to Piaomiao Saint Venerable. If Piaomiao Saint Venerable had also come to this central part of the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range, then the most likely place he could be was on that mountain.

With this thought in his mind, Mo Wangchen did not hesitate. He took steps towards the mountain.

Creak!

Creak!

However, just as he approached the foot of the mountain, he suddenly heard a sound from his side, and Mo Wangchen quickly turned his head.

He saw not far away a white skeleton, astonishingly standing upright and moving slowly.

His face abruptly changed. A white skeleton, a person dead for who knows how long, was wandering within the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range as if it were alive.

Creak!

The skeleton seemed to have some awareness. It turned as if it sensed Mo Wangchen’s presence. Its speed was extremely slow; just turning around took quite some time.

Bang!

Suddenly, when the skeleton completely faced Mo Wangchen, it burst forth with astonishing speed and rushed explosively towards where Mo Wangchen was.

PS: Some readers said they didn’t understand the previous Chapter; I think it’s not that hard to comprehend, right?