Seeking Truth with a Sword-Chapter 656 - 593: Return

Vibrant, dazzling lights swirled and shifted rapidly, like paint spreading slowly in water, dizzying to behold.

It was as if a machine had rebooted; a long-stagnant brain began to function again. Gradually, all the colors gained meaning and formed shapes.

Was this... an inn?

"I" hesitated, unconsciously tightening my grip on a slender, elongated crimson spear, slowly descending toward the ground.

Time seemed to have slowed down countless times. "I" descended so slowly that "I" could clearly see the entire inn was in ruins, with bricks, tiles, and melted wax scattered all over the ground.

In the center of the inn were two blurred figures enveloped in a storm. Around the edges of the battlefield, many people knelt—forced to uphold barriers against the fierce winds mixed with a multitude of sand and gravel particles.

Some of these people looked strikingly familiar, and "I" retrieved some memories through their appearances.

"I" was Li Ang, an Academic Palace Disciple, a doctor, a Cloud Patrol Realm cultivator, a transmigrator...

Like a roaring river stirring up thousands of waves, eventually flowing into the sea and returning to calm, all memories surged into my brain, lighting up my eyes.

In the slow-motion world, Li Ang slowly blinked.

He remembered everything: what had happened in this Yuelai Inn and the surreal Dream Realm.

Dream Eater.

Li Ang shifted his gaze downward, looking through the immensely chaotic gravity turbulence toward the eye of the storm.

Dream Eater!!!

In the center of the battlefield, Jin Wusuan held the bronze box high, its brown beastly eyes within shimmering coldly.

Wherever the light reached, the gravity turbulence was manipulated and corrected, and all elements unfavorable to the Dream Eater were eliminated.

A moment ago, Jin Wusuan’s neck was ripped off by gravity, and he met a violent death. The next moment, he was restored, his hands still firmly holding the bronze box, his eyes intently fixed on Lu Qingya.

Lu Qingya was indeed powerful. He had mastered the Hundred Schools Techniques over a decade ago, becoming a paragon of the Lu Li Academy spanning hundreds of years.

If the Moving Mountains as Fences Magic were released above the city, within 15 minutes, it could completely annihilate the small city, erasing it permanently from the map.

Unfortunately, his opponent now was an ancient demon capable of blurring truth and altering reality.

Dream Eater.

The beastly eyes in the bronze box, steadily manipulating the gravity flow, unleashed its power directly on Lu Qingya himself.

This Mountain Master of the Lu Li Academy experienced rapidly changing facial features and clothes. An inevitable look of confusion appeared on his resolute face as his eyes slowly closed.

He too was being "altered" by the Dream Eater.

The scales of victory were already tipping...

BOOM!!

Li Ang’s Dragon Fall Spear, thrust into the gravity flow, instantly provoked fierce resistance.

Hundreds of gravitational forces from different directions desperately tugged at the spear, causing its resilient shaft to bend and twist, contorting into bizarre curves like a snake.

As for Li Ang, upon entering the gravity turbulence, his bones began to tilt in different directions. His organs were occasionally compressed or separated, and blood broke through vessels, flowing freely. The sensation was like being struck simultaneously by countless trains and also like having his entire body twisted like a towel being wrung out.

HUM—

The Qi Sea rapidly operated, concentrating Spiritual Energy on the tip of the Dragon Fall Spear’s blade. The spear continued its descent, slowly but firmly tearing through the gravity flow, thrusting downwards.

The beastly eyes in the bronze box, sensing a severe threat, suddenly looked up, gazing at the falling Li Ang.

An indescribable ancient force assaulted him from all directions. Li Ang felt as if he were leaping through time and space, fracturing, resembling a wisp of breeze, yet also like a wave function. Every organ, every inch of muscle, and even each cell of his body was filled with uncertainty, allowing dust to pass through effortlessly.

Don’t think you can control me again! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Mo Si!

Within the rapidly spinning, unseeable storm, dark threads shot out, suddenly enveloping Li Ang’s entire body. The uncertainty rapidly diminished, and his body, which had been nearly as light as a breeze, became less transparent.

Li Ang exhausted his little remaining Spiritual Energy completely, using it all to propel himself and increase his speed. The Dragon Fall Spear emitted a long dragon chant, and a crimson light flared up around it, faintly forming the very blurred phantom of a Dragon Head: antlers, fish scales, long whiskers, and long eyebrows—all supremely majestic and sacred.

"ROAR—"

The Dragon Head phantom voiced half a syllable, its sharp dragon teeth biting into the bronze box.

CLANG!

The Dragon Fall Spear’s blade struck into the bronze box, effortlessly piercing through it!

The violent winds abruptly stopped. The dust and debris, previously thrown about by the chaotic flow of gravity, now flew outwards at high speed, peppering the walls with dense small holes.

Ji Xingwang and others raised a telekinetic barrier, blocking the flying debris. As the dust gradually cleared, they finally saw what had happened at the center of the battlefield: Lu Qingya, his face restored to normal, stood with eyes closed, holding the Lu Li Sword.

Li Ang, having retracted the Mo Si around him, stood silently in the crater. His Dragon Fall Spear had pierced through the bronze box, shattering it into several pieces and pinning the largest bronze plate to the ground.

Jin Wusuan still maintained a pose of holding something up with both hands, although there was nothing in his hands. The richest merchant in the world looked at Li Ang’s expressionless face and the silent, still Lu Qingya nearby. Then, he looked at the bronze box fragments on the ground and sighed deeply.

"So, it was still not possible..."

His lips twitched. He had countless things he wanted to say, yet he remained silent.

With the bronze box shattered and the beast’s eyes vanished, the Ghost Realm naturally came to an end.

A beam of morning light pierced the dark sky, illuminating the inside of the dilapidated inn.

Everyone was astonished to find they had returned to the real world. The street outside began to show shops, carriages, and pedestrians, with the faint aroma of breakfast wafting through.

The early morning of Luzhou City appeared before everyone’s eyes. The common people of Luzhou City were also astonished at the sudden appearance of the dilapidated Yuelai Inn.

"...It’s over."

Li Ang, exhausted, pulled out the Dragon Fall Spear, lifted his aching arms, took a talisman from his chest, and tossed it on the surface of the bronze fragments.

"It’s over?"

"It’s over!"

"Hahaha, we survived!"

The guests trapped in the Yuelai Inn, now certain they had escaped, immediately embraced and cried under the strange gazes of the Luzhou City common people.

"No, no!"

Song Shaoyuan, tears streaming down his face, knelt on the ground, desperately scooping up melted wax and holding it to his chest. Many other travelers who had lost friends and family did the same.

"...My dear?"

A woman in palace attire, looking bewildered and holding her young child, walked toward Lu Qingya. With each step, she and her son melted a little more.

Lu Qingya released the Lu Li Sword and walked towards them with a complex expression. He reached out to embrace his wife and child, saying hoarsely, "I’m sorry."

"It’s okay."

The palace-dressed woman, resting her head on her husband’s shoulder, nuzzled him gently and said softly, "From now on, please take good care of yourself. Drink less, and don’t stay up too late reading..."

"I will..."

Before he could finish, the wax melted like mercury spilling on the floor.