Chapter 63 The Reluctant Dream



As soon as Shen Yuan said this, Yunmeng Dragon King, who was sipping tea, paused.

The pair of sky-blue dragon eyes shrank, and the majestic body under the black and gold robes trembled slightly, as if accumulating something.

"Hahaha! Three thousand years. Three thousand years!"

An unprecedented hearty laugh burst out from Yunmeng Longjun's mouth, and his majestic face was filled with irrepressible excitement.

Even the fact that he killed Prince Jidu with his incomplete Tiangang supernatural power in his dream did not make him so excited.

“Those old immortals think that they have the protection of the blessed land, and can use it to avoid the thousand-year period of spiritual energy depletion and maintain their dream of immortality.

The Dao Lords who can enter the realm of harmony with the Dao, and even the immortals who have reached a higher level, have already integrated into the Dao of heaven and earth. What they need is not only spiritual energy, but also the perception of integrating into the Dao of heaven and earth.

For them, hiding in a cave for a thousand years without coming out is already the limit. They will definitely not be able to endure this long three thousand years of spiritual energy depletion!

Not to mention, we have already gone through three thousand years of spiritual energy depletion period!"

Shen Yuan was somewhat surprised. He never expected that after learning about the three thousand years of spiritual energy depletion period, Yunmeng Dragon King would have such a reaction at the first moment.

“During the three thousand years when spiritual energy was exhausted, those old immortals who tried to hide in the caves to avoid disasters would only have their foundations of Taoism collapsed and they would have died if they chose to stay in the caves.

If one takes the risk of leaving the cave to maintain his understanding of the Dao, the last bit of spiritual energy will be used up and he will die completely when the spiritual energy is exhausted.

The magical powers of the world are mysterious, and there may be some way to avoid disaster, but the price those immortals have to pay is definitely far beyond everyone's imagination."

“Furthermore, such a long period of spiritual energy depletion will inevitably lead to a greater consumption of the cave’s spiritual energy. Most of the creatures that enter the cave will become sacrifices to maintain the cave.

They are no longer able to protect the dragon descendants, gods and demons, and the so-called aquatic system must have already fallen apart!"

Yunmeng Longjun is like a gambler who lost all his fortune in a casino and saw that other gamblers who had originally won against him also lost all their fortunes in subsequent gambling.

I thought I was the only loser, but in the end I realized that everyone was a loser. The feeling of exhilaration made Yunmeng Longjun feel unprecedented comfort.

"The Four Sea Dragon Kings? The Four Rivers Dragon Lords?

I really don’t know how many real dragons are left in the so-called Dragon Palace Ancestor Vein.”

This piece of news made Yunmeng Longjun feel quite dreamy.

He didn't even want to think about why the original thousand-year cycle of spiritual energy tides turned into a great spiritual energy drought that occurred once every three thousand years.

All he knew was that he wasn't the only loser.

After this hearty laugh, Yunmeng Dragon King looked at Shen Yuan, who was holding a cup of tea and about to sip it, and was about to open his mouth to continue sharing his joy.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

Because he suddenly realized that since most of the immortals could not survive such a long period of spiritual energy depletion, then what realm should Shen Yuan, who has survived from ten thousand years ago to the present, be in?

What's more, although he was in a dream, he could still vaguely sense that the tide of spiritual energy from the outside world had just returned, and the concentration of spiritual energy was shockingly low.

With such a concentration of spiritual energy, Shen Yuan was still able to move freely in the outside world and travel around the world. The meaning behind this made Yunmeng Dragon King even more shocked.

"Hedao? Human immortal? Earth immortal? Or maybe."

He quickly dismissed that terrifying thought, and Yunmeng Dragon Lord's attitude towards Shen Yuan was no longer as casual as before.

He smiled and said with emotion:

"The news Daozi brought me is definitely the best gift I have received in ten thousand years."

"Do not hesitate to ask for anything you want. I will do my best to satisfy you."

Shen Yuan's breathing subconsciously quickened, and the first thing he thought of was the rain-calling magical power displayed by Yunmeng Dragon Lord.

Even though it was only an incomplete form of Tiangang magical power, its power was greatly reduced without the ability to call the wind, it still had the power to destroy the world.

With just a thought, the water of the Tianhe River can be led back, turning the area of ​​thousands of miles into a swamp. Even a strong person with the power of the Hedao cannot do such a thing. Although it is really against the harmony of heaven to use it, it is definitely a powerful trump card for Shen Yuan if he can get it.

But after just a little thought, Shen Yuan still did not take this opportunity to ask for the power to call for rain.

Shen Yuan knew very well that although this piece of information was important to Yunmeng Dragon King, it was not worth the price.

If I bring it up rashly, Yunmeng Dragon King will think that I am greedy and don't know when to advance or retreat.

With this thought in mind, Shen Yuan said:

"I am very interested in the Dragon King's past tens of thousands of years ago."

Yunmeng Dragon Lord raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat surprised that Shen Yuan did not choose the rain-calling power.

If such an opportunity were presented to other people, they would choose the rain-calling power as long as there was a slight chance. Such behavior made Yunmeng Dragon King look up to him even more.

"Since Daozi is interested, it would be fine if I could tell you about the events of ten thousand years ago."

Yunmeng Dragon King's attitude is extremely free and easy.

"To be honest, I lost the battle that year!"

“The Jidu Dragon Palace used the Dragon Palace Cave Heaven as bait and promised my subordinates that as long as they surrendered to the Jidu Dragon Palace, they could enter the Cave Heaven to avoid the upcoming spiritual energy depletion period.

No one was willing to bear the consequences of falling, so the left and right turtle ministers, the twelve water gods, and the thirty-six angry generals all chose to surrender to the Jidu Dragon Palace.

At that time, I was deceived by the twelve water gods led by Wo Xuan, and did not discover the conspiracy behind it. By the time I really noticed it, it was too late.

Woxuan launched a surprise attack and severely injured me, and the eldest prince of Jidu brought the Jidu Dragon Seal and used the power of the ancestral vein to suppress me.

I fought desperately to break out of the encirclement. Except for Woxuan who escaped, all the twelve water gods died in my hands. General Nutao and the left and right turtle ministers were also killed by me. But it was all meaningless.

The Yunmeng Dragon Palace has been destroyed by the water gods of the Jidu waters, and thousands of years of accumulation have been destroyed in an instant."

“From then on, I could only hide in Yunmeng Lake. Whenever Jidu sent the water god to take charge of the lake, I would come out and kill him, and then return to Yunmeng Lake.

Jidu sent more than ten dragon sons of the water god, all of whom died in my hands. In the end, I could only use Jidu to swallow up the Yunmeng Lake and dared not to occupy the waters of the lake openly.

However, this action was ultimately powerless to reverse the situation. After his spiritual energy was exhausted, he eventually died in the swamp. His obsession, with the help of his magical powers, turned into an immortal dream, repeating the unwillingness he felt ten thousand years ago. "

Yunmeng Dragon Lord's words seemed to be understated, but Shen Yuan could feel from them the desperate situations he had experienced ten thousand years ago.

It is no wonder that Yunmeng Dragon King had such an attitude when he heard that the spiritual energy depletion period would last for three thousand years. The hatred in it can be completely described as a blood feud.

However, there was one point in what Yunmeng Dragon Lord said that made Shen Yuan quite confused.

"The Dragon Lord possesses the great power of calling for rain. Even if he cannot kill all the enemies, it is more than enough to protect himself. How could he be defeated?"

After these words were spoken, Yunmeng Dragon Lord, who had an extremely carefree attitude, fell into silence.

"In that battle, I did not use the Rain-Calling Ability."

He picked up the teacup and drank the tea in it, as if he was using the wine to numb himself from ten thousand years ago.

"Call it hypocrisy or call it womanly kindness. Anyway, I don't want to let billions of lives perish for my own selfish reasons.

Since they worship me as the Dragon King and offer incense and sacrifice to me, how can I abandon them?"


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