Chapter 630: Heavenly Dream Method—Entering the Dream

"Your Highness Fifth Prince, shall we?"

Jing Yuheng transmitted his voice to the Fifth Prince beside him, wanting to kill that Heavenly Dream Daoist; this is a good opportunity.

She came right to our doorstep; how could we not kill her?

The Heavenly Dream Daoist came here precisely for revenge.

Fifth Prince Qi Mingyu shook his head: "Hold off for now; let them fight first."

At a time like this, one must stay calm and be a competent spectator; their strength hasn't fully recovered and they need some time. To ensure absolute safety, first assess the Heavenly Dream Daoist's power and divine abilities, then target her.

Knowing oneself and the enemy guarantees victory; Jing Yuheng agreed with the Fifth Prince. The Heavenly Dream Daoist rarely acts, and within their dynasty there are few records of her taking action, so there is no concrete judgment of her strength and divine abilities.

Generally, those who act from the Heavenly Heart Sect are the Heavenly Sword Daoists, then the Heavenly Dragon Daoists, followed by the Tianlian True Person; the Heavenly Dream Daoist acts extremely rarely, and anyone who has seen her has been killed.

Feng Yuqian stared at the battlefield, and the soldiers behind him began to recover one after another, making preparations in advance.

"These people, each one is no simple opponent; they're hard to deal with."

"The Demon‑Subduing Army's strength is still insufficient; this time they brought few people. If they brought everyone, these people?"

Only a tenth of the Demon‑Subduing Army's soldiers arrived; he dared not bring them all, lest trouble arise.

The border town must be watched, and those Monster Race and Yin Gui Sect bastards must also be monitored to ensure the border town's safety.

With Chen Chuyang watching Longshe Cheng, Baihu Cheng, and Baihe Town, the pressure on their Demon‑Subduing Army lessened considerably, making things much easier.

One must not be careless; danger could arise at any moment.

Jing Yuheng and the others stabilized the situation and chose not to act.

The battle was extremely fierce.

Master and disciple fought, women fought; each wanted to kill the other.

The clash between the Heavenly Dream Daoist and Elder Xinran was the most conspicuous, with neither holding back.

They were eager to kill each other instantly; as a result, the two were blasted apart, smoke and dust rose, and before the haze cleared, they continued colliding.

Xinran Zhanglao, master of the Heart Sword Dao, believes all things can become a sword, gathering blade after blade; against the Heavenly Dream Daoist, she can strike with full force without worrying about killing her.

Fighting the Lingjian Zhenren is different; one must be extremely careful not to damage the senior brother's flesh.

A timid fight made her uncomfortable; finally she could liberate herself and naturally wanted to fight to the fullest.

The Heavenly Dream Daoist retreated step by step, being pressured, being Protector.

Sword techniques, sword Dao, or Technique, all are inferior to Elder Xinran.

"Your flaws are too many, Heavenly Dream Daoist."

With a reverse swing, a sword thrust flung the Heavenly Dream Daoist away.

In the sword Dao contest, Elder Xinran trampled the Heavenly Dream Daoist.

The two are not on the same level.

The Heavenly Dream Daoist emerged from the ruins, her face blazing with anger.

Her clothes were stained with fresh blood, turning red; the once teal outfit became soiled.

"Elder Xinran, truly formidable, worthy of being the Spirit Sword Sect's sword Dao's strongest woman."

"If you think this can defeat me, you're naive."

The Heavenly Dream Daoist radiated a strange aura, as if space itself were warped.

She lifted her head, her eyes becoming profound.

Her pitch‑black eyes were entirely engulfed by darkness, leaving no white at all.

She pinched with her left hand, a clump of black aura coalesced, then she released her hand.

The black aura turned into invisible threads, shooting toward the people around.

Not only Elder Xinran, but also Lingjian Zhenren and Ming Jianzi were within the attack range.

Even Jing Yuheng and his group were targeted.

In an instant they reacted, becoming alert.

Jing Yuheng and Fifth Prince Qi Mingyu stepped back, distancing themselves from the unseen threads.

Similarly, the battle between Lingjian Zhenren and Ming Jianzi and Ming Wuzi paused, each dodging to avoid being hit.

Elder Xinran frowned, her right-hand sword trembled, and the Technique sliced the surroundings.

An isolated space formed, and the invisible threads appeared.

They were isolated outside.

The Heavenly Dream Daoist sneered coldly: "Useless, you can't stop me."

"Heavenly Dream Secret Technique, Enter the Dream."

"Elder Xinran, calmly enter the world I've prepared for you."

The black aura enveloped Elder Xinran; the others were not affected.

The Heavenly Dream Daoist didn't care.

This divine art is where her murderous intent lies.

Sword techniques are merely a ruse.

Elder Xinran stood in place, motionless, as if she had lost her soul.

She, dazed, had sword Technique swirling around her.

The Heavenly Dream Daoist was the same, but she was clearly rational.

Her left hand reached out, grasping the empty air.

Thread after thread appeared in her palm.

They pierced Elder Xinran's soul, causing her to sink completely.

"Your soul, I gladly accept."

Ming Jianzi and Ming Wuzi were about to act, and Lingjian Zhenren stepped forward, blocking them.

"Ming Jianzi, Ming Wuzi, your opponent is the teacher."

"When fighting the teacher, do not lose focus."

Ming Jianzi, in haste, said, "Step aside."

Ming Wuzi drew his sword and said, "Get out of the way."

Lingjian Zhenren drew his sword to block, but being unable to stop them, he opened a path.

Ming Jianzi and Ming Wuzi swiftly approached the Heaven Dream Daoist, whose face dropped.

"Lingjian Zhenren."

Lingjian Zhenren hurriedly explained, "Heaven Dream Daoist, the sect master could not stop them; thank you for your trouble."

Either they cannot be stopped, or they simply do not wish to block.

He will not become a scapegoat, nor be plotted against.

The Heaven Dream Daoist was blocked, and the Heavenly Heart Sect disciples began to move to act.

Jing Yuheng raised his hand, and the Black Dragon Guard appeared in droves.

The Demon‑Suppressing Army soldiers surged with momentum, crushing the Heavenly Heart Sect disciples as they went.

The Heavenly Heart Sect disciples dared not move, having been suppressed by the Protector.

The battle above is not something they can intervene in.

Jing Yuheng said in a deep voice, "Black Dragon Guard, obey the order, surround the Heavenly Heart Sect disciples."

The Black Dragon Guard quickly encircled; as soon as the Heaven Dream Daoist fell, they would immediately slay those disciples.

When the Heavenly Heart Sect disciples emerged, they would all die.

This is a good chance, a rare good chance.

The Heaven Dream Daoist, seeing this, warned, "Jing Yuheng, how dare you."

Jing Yuheng smiled and said, "Heaven Dream Daoist, you should mind your own affairs and not die."

If you die, then none of those Heavenly Heart Sect disciples could possibly leave alive.

All around, everything was sealed off.

The Black Dragon Guard and the Demon‑Suppressing Army soldiers were not doing nothing.

White Wolf Deputy Hall Master and Cang Long Deputy Hall Master had long been… prepared, waiting for them to make a move.

The two slowly manifested; White Wolf Deputy Hall Master stared at those Heavenly Heart Sect disciples—his strength was decent, yet not enough in their eyes.

The battle outside was all within Chen Chuyang's eyes.

"Tsk tsk, such a marvelous divine skill, never seen before, the Heavenly Heart Sect truly is extraordinary."

The prone Mu Longhao spurted blood.

Chen Chuyang, laughing, his momentum doubled; a single misstep, and he bled.

Languid, lying on the ground, his whole body convulsed and twisted violently.