Chapter 422: Awakening and Realization

Lucid dreaming.

Such a situation, I’m afraid everyone has experienced it.

The moment you are in a dream, you suddenly have an epiphany about your situation—and then in the brief gap between dream and wakefulness, you enjoy the precious experience of creative mode.

Whether it’s correcting the celestial phenomena, breaking away from gravity to soar, or destroying the world, or even more unspeakable things, it’s all easy. Although it’s very easy to cause the dream to conflict and then wake up or get stuck because of losing key files...

The so-called awakening, in its essence, is this kind of power.

Unlike the real world, this is a world where spirit is primary!

Admittedly, this Realm of Yellow Millet is formed by gathering countless illusions. Since that is the case, it must also contain a portion of one's own.

However, unlike the weak and easily uncontrollable interference in lucid dreams, the determination and will it requires are even more exaggerated and harsh!

You must have a determination that is not inferior to all the desires in this illusion, a firmness that will not waver in the slightest against all the common sense that constitutes the bubble, and even, a stubbornness, a self that will never change due to any external influence!

Only in this way can one make one's own will overwhelm the rest of the consciousness, erode the dream of Yellow Millet with one's own dream, and use this as a foundation and tool to forcibly trigger distortion and change in the world constructed by this dream!

Without a doubt, everything displayed in Ji Jue’s hands at this moment is the proof of awakening!

It’s just...

【Hand】?

"Non-Aggression?"

The old man watching from the side whispered, a faint light flickering in his muddy eyes.

No, not just the hand-crafting of Non-Aggression, there are traces of Fluid Alchemy in it? Hmm, and Ye Xian’s most proficient spiritual quality refining... has he even reached the hall of this?

In the rush, aside from these obvious characteristics, he could no longer see other traces—because, aside from this, I don't know how many skills had already been thoroughly integrated!

In the long-term suffering and tempering, they had turned into instincts engraved deep in the soul, naturally and inevitably eroding reality along with the state of awakening!

Unlike others, no one could better understand the terror of this power than a Mohist like Bao Dacai, who was one of the few left in the world.

There was no killing power or defense, and there was no need to pursue such things.

"Ten fingers of both hands, recreating all phenomena in the world." In other words, all phenomena in the world, once they fell into those hands, between the ten fingers, were destined to become material, welcoming recreation!

For example, now...

Slap!

When the monster transformed from Lu Ting took the initiative to send itself before Ji Jue’s palm, the material had already jumped onto the processing table, and after being processed, it was sent into the furnace.

"Let me see your limit."

Ji Jue said softly, the five fingers of his spiritual hand slowly contracting. In an instant, wailing and roaring, it convulsed violently.

Scarlet flames, as if substantial, had already erupted from the monster’s mouth, nose, and flesh!

The sound of collapsing and shattering rang out one after another.

Blood turned into flames, the body turned into a furnace. In this creation of using local materials, the crisp sound of steel proliferation emerged from the flames, and the massive monster twisted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye...

⊙tTkΛn⊙￠O

Right before the dumbfounded eyes of all the survivors, the irresistible angel, the mutated monster, was kneaded and reshaped like plasticine, changing its appearance...

In the chaotic crowd, the unharmed attacker stood frozen in place, then hair-

raising horror.

No, I can't hesitate any longer.

Flesh and blood, torn apart suddenly.

Or rather, it shed its human skin shell, revealing its essence. Unlike the second-hand goods like Lu Ting who were planted with seeds of sublimation in the Realm of Ultimate Bliss, he was an angel who had been modified since infancy and bathed in the glory of divine grace!

The massive body expanded suddenly.

Like a strange body on wheels covered in eyes and wings, a violent tide expanded with the rotation of the wheels, gravity surging.

Instantly, it triggered another earth-shattering explosion, crushing I don't know how many survivors.

And right beside him, another companion also transformed, turning into a golden giant tree dozens or hundreds of meters high, reaching the sky and hitting the invisible ceiling.

Countless branches expanded.

And the wheel-like angel roared, fierce light already appearing in each eye, shooting out!

Locking onto Ji Jue, who was immersed in forging.

Unfortunately, it also happened to hit Wen Wen, who was in a fit of rage with nowhere to vent...

A figure arrived through the air in an instant.

Close at hand.

Countless pupils contracted instantly. In each pupil, that beautiful face was reflected, the smile that appeared after extreme anger, and even the fist that was clenched and swung out!

"One by one, do you think I don't exist?!"

Boom!!!!

In an instant, the wheel angel flew out, its body like a building uncontrollably taking to the air. On its massive body, a penetrating gap suddenly appeared, and even exaggerated cracks spread.

Countless fierce lights shot out, falling on her like a rainstorm, and like a rainstorm, they were all bounced away. Aside from a few extra holes in her clothes, she was unharmed!

What the hell is that thing!

But just for a moment of astonishment, that figure in the distance was already close at hand once again!

Countless pupils contracted in horror, and it hissed, calling for help.

Ten thousand rays of golden light descended from the sky.

Turning into a specialized angel of the golden giant tree, at this moment, sharp branches and roots surged out like a tide.

At the same time, Ji Jue’s voice rang out.

"Sister Wen, use this."

He said, "This one has a big kick."

Right in his hand, that eerie creation shrouded in blood light had already broken through the air. Under the acceleration of steel and the blessing of the Non-Aggression hand, it whistled over with extreme precision, like thunder.

It fell into the palm that Wen Wen extended backward without looking back.

Just right.

And then—

The sound of bubble bursting rang out.

Along with a straight iron light suddenly spreading in the void, piercing straight out, a shrill scream rang out from Wen Wen’s hand, wailing incessantly, yet carrying an eerie rhythm, as if a hymn.

A long spear.

A long spear of more than several meters appeared in Wen Wen’s hand. The blood-colored spear body was covered with golden radiance and totems, mixed with angel bones and angel rings, ferocious and solemn.

The spear tip, tempered from soul and consciousness, just by being swung, seemed to tear the void, leaving a pitch-black trajectory in this illusion.

Just by looking at it, one knew that this was a rare sharp weapon, a divine

soldier!

It’s just, the only flaw was...

On the spear tip, what was decorated wasn't some red tassel, but a face that kept screaming and wailing, twisting and convulsing, hissing and screaming.

Even, one could vaguely distinguish Lu Ting’s appearance.

Wen Wen’s eye twitched, then again, and she couldn't help but ask: "Has anyone ever told you that your taste and aesthetics are really terrible?"

"Normal, I’m an engineering student."

Ji Jue smiled without a care.

Along with his words, the shattering roar rang out from the golden giant tree.

Countless branches and roots fell apart, broken at the waist from the center... just a light swing, and it was like a hot knife cutting through wax, breaking through all defenses. At the same time, the emitted spiritual quality jet easily severed the angel’s body.

Blood poured out like a waterfall from the broken end.

Then, like red silk, it was grabbed by Ji Jue, pulled, and recycled on the spot—these were all high-end materials, all types he hadn't seen before. He had to study them clearly first, right?

Seeing this made Wen Wen so angry—what time is it, and you’re still playing with your damn alchemy!

Then, she realized...

Why has there been no movement from the other side for so long?

She took a look.

Oh, it seems a bit dead.

Wait, dead?!

The moment she realized this situation again, Wen Wen couldn't help but stiffen in place. Then, she felt an excited shudder she hadn't felt in a long time.

The giant tree angel, severed at the waist, was collapsing rapidly. Its remains were wriggling, struggling in vain, but it couldn't mend itself. Instead, it was dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye?!

In the dead silence, Wen Wen looked down at the eerie spear in her hand, looked up, and then looked at the surviving wheel angel.

She couldn't help but grin and smile happily.

The wheel trembled, sluggish, instinctively wanting to chant a hymn, but no matter what, it couldn't control the panic and chaos in its heart.

The shrill scream called for help again and again.

Boom!

The wheel like a building took to the air again, eyes bursting under the slashing of the cruel spear

tip, the massive body shattering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An out-and-out ravaging, right before everyone’s eyes.

And when finally, when the spear’s edge advanced, about to bring total annihilation, it stopped abruptly.

Because of the voice coming from behind.

"Don't be in such a hurry to vent, Sister Wen."

Ji Jue reminded, "Catch a live one!"

Wen Wen’s movements stopped abruptly, and she couldn't help but let her face fall, clicking her tongue.

It wasn't the displeasure of being blocked, but the helplessness toward the nature of this dog thing.

As for venting, hehe, no matter how big the anger, handing this thing over to you alive was enough to vent... if you really wanted to be merciful, it would be better to just kill it with one knife!

At this moment, when she came back to her senses and looked at the devastated settlement, her originally excited mood couldn't help but sink, and she let out a long sigh.

After such a scene, less than one in ten survivors remained.

Wen Wen gritted her teeth in anger, the spear handle creaking, letting that face scream shrilly.

You dog thing, you really deserve to die!

"Whoa, truly ingenious."

Amidst the chaos, Bao Dacai squatted beside the melted golden tree, sighing in admiration, appreciating the way the remains were rapidly turning to ashes, reaching out, and dipping a bit without any taboo, sending it into his mouth.

His eyes lit up.

What exquisite spiritual quality catalysis!

So that’s it... in the rumors, the thing that killed the angel was actually 'poison'?

The bullet was just a carrier.

Based on intense pain, resentment, or other emotions, it was injected into the spiritual quality for catalysis, and then, like a head-on blow or a sudden enlightenment, this result was injected directly into the angel’s consciousness.

What it brought wasn't damage, but 'realization.'

But what was realized?

Hmm, such pure residue of nothingness...

Without a doubt, it is 【Death】.