Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 312

Chapter 312: First Emperor Jiang Li

Li and Bai Hongtu all had good relations with the Xumi Buddha. The Buddha had discussed this with them in his free time.

Unfortunately, Xumi Buddha’s theory had no basis; it was merely a hypothesis he had formulated during his Buddhist studies.

The Buddha had also questioned the Immortal Elder Changcun about this issue, with Jiang Li and Bai Hongtu standing nearby. The Immortal Elder Changcun’s answer was disappointing.

He claimed that even the immortal realm hadn’t studied it, and he didn’t know whether parallel worlds truly existed.

Xumi Buddha couldn’t possibly have figured out something unknown to the immortal realm alone. Finally, the Buddha simply bowed his head and chanted a Buddhist mantra, never to speak of the matter again.

“If the Buddha were still alive, he would surely be delighted to see you,” Jiang Li suddenly said to Master Dongxu, something that left him baffled.

“Why have you never told anyone about this?” Bai Hongtu wondered. If Master Dongxu had shared his dream, the Buddha would surely have known.

The world only knew Master Dongxu believed in luck, but they didn’t know the reason behind it.

“I’ve told others about it, but no one believed me,” Dongxu Zhenren smiled bitterly. He’d shared his dream with a few friends, but unfortunately, no one believed him, believing he’d made it up.

His friends often teased him about it, so he stopped wanting anyone to mention it, treating it as a final reward, sharing it with the luckiest of the younger generation.

“Do you believe me?” Dongxu Zhenren’s tone was filled with surprise, and from the undertones of his words, it seemed as if these two leaders believed him.

“Partly.” Jiang Li suddenly wondered if there might be a world where the system hadn’t activated lately, and he’d completed his mission according to the system’s predetermined trajectory.

If such a world existed, he’d be curious to see what his parallel self would be like.

His parallel self should already be in the immortal realm.

“Have you had any near-death experiences lately?” Bai Hongtu asked. According to Dongxu Zhenren, every time he came close to death, he’d have a dream, and Bai Hongtu wanted to visit that dreamland.

“…” Although Dongxu Zhenren understood Bai Hongtu’s meaning, he found the question strange, as if it were urging him to die.

“I can’t say for sure.”

“I can’t say for sure?”

Master Dongxu nodded. “Sometimes I don’t even realize I almost died until I’m done dreaming. Oh, it was actually dangerous, and I escaped death.”

“Master Bai, do you want to visit my dream?”

Jiang Li and Bai Hongtu nodded, both of them extremely interested in Master Dongxu’s dream.

“Can you sleep? Do you need any help?” Bai Hongtu excitedly rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to hit someone.

“No, no, no, I can sleep.” Master Dongxu took out his mattress and pillow, changed into his pajamas, hugged his pillow, lit incense, and prepared to fall asleep.

“…You’re quite particular.”

Master Dongxu stopped talking, having already fallen asleep.

Bai Hongtu used the Dream Arts to transport himself and Jiang Li into Master Dongxu’s dream.

“What a huge fire!”

As they entered their dream, they saw a raging fire burning, covering the mountains and the plains, overwhelming the sky, as if the world was filled with endless flames.

The cries of children, the cries of adults for help, the crackling of burning wood, the crash of houses… it was like the end of the world.

Jiang Li tried to put out the fire, but was slightly surprised to find that he couldn’t interfere with dreams.

He had entered other people’s dreams many times before, battling with them. Dreams could be manipulated by external forces, but this time, Master Dongxu’s dream was unusual. They could only be spectators, like watching a memory, unable to change anything.

Bai Hongtu also noticed this: “Could this not be a dream, but Master Dongxu’s memory?”

The two walked in the flames, out of tune with the dream. They could not feel the heat of the flames, and the people in the dream could not see them.

“Is this Jiuzhou?” Bai Hongtu frowned. Normally, all mortals in Jiuzhou had some level of cultivation. How could they call for help because of a fire?

“From the language, it’s definitely Jiuzhou,” Jiang Li concluded, judging by the Jiuzhou dialect. “The flames are unusual; they must be the result of a battle between high-level cultivators, affecting the mortals.”

This puzzled Jiang Li. With the Emperor Palace present, how could a cultivator clash and mortals suffer in Jiuzhou?

“Where’s Master Dongxu?”

Boom—

the sound of a battle between cultivators trembled in the distance, shaking the earth.

“Let’s go and take a look,” the two hurried off.

Several towering figures towered over the earth, creating an oppressive atmosphere. From their center, the pressure radiated outward, crumbling mountains and pulverizing them. Any ordinary cultivator who approached would be crushed to death, their souls dissipated!

“Tribulation Crossing Stage?!” Bai Hongtu lost his voice. How could a Tribulation Crossing Stage engage in a war on the Jiuzhou continent, leaving the people of Jiuzhou unscathed?

“Commander Liu, Sword Lord, Yu Yin, Li Er… and myself?!” Bai Hongtu couldn’t believe what he was seeing. These people were all familiar faces?

“The enemy who made us disregard the lives of the people of Jiuzhou and fight here is an extraterritorial demon?”

But Bai Hongtu saw something else.

Five Tribulation-crossing cultivators were facing off against an individual with an extremely terrifying aura. That individual was none other than Jiang Li!

“Their opponent is you!” Bai Hongtu stared at Jiang Li in astonishment. Jiang Li frowned and remained silent.

The surroundings were razed to the ground. The two men couldn’t determine where on the Jiuzhou continent the battle was taking place, but they were certain it was Jiuzhou.

In the center of the battlefield, five Tribulation-crossing cultivators faced off against the unfathomable Jiang Li. Master Dongxu hid behind them, trembling in fear.

“You don’t have to go this far for me. That’s Jiang…” Master Dongxu whispered, but no one present paid any attention to his words.

“Palace Master, why did you want to kill Master Dongxu this time?” Commander Liu, the most powerful of the Tribulation-crossing cultivators, stepped forward to confront Jiang Li.

Judging by Commander Liu’s tense demeanor, he seemed ready to strike at any moment.

“Commander Liu, you’re addressing me as Palace Master again. I respect you as a senior of the Human Emperor Palace, so I’ll spare your life for now.” In the dream, Jiang Li exuded a domineering aura, an air of supremacy unrivaled in the heavens and on earth.

“I’ll tell you one last time: my achievements surpass those of all previous Human Emperors, my cultivation unmatched. The word ‘Human Emperor’ simply cannot describe me.”

“You shall address me as ‘First Emperor’!”

As the name First Emperor uttered, the sky rumbled, thunderclaps echoed, and a torrential rain began to fall, as if heaven and earth recognized the title.

“As for Master Dongxu… I can’t even draw my own card. His black box mocks my luck. This is treasonous and he deserves death!”

As First Emperor Jiang Li spoke the words “death,” his murderous intent radiated, unwavering, and unstoppable.

Master Dongxu’s face paled.

He had never expected that, while he was merely opening a secret realm to select those with great fortune, First Emperor Jiang Li would suddenly appear, block everyone from entering, and enter the secret realm himself, claiming to ensure he would take first place.

After the card draw, the First Emperor Jiang Li was dissatisfied with his luck and wanted to kill himself to vent his anger.

(End of this chapter)