Chapter 560: Dancing for the Gods, the Talented are Rewarded, the Mediocre are Destroyed!

Xu Qing's dizziness was still intense at this moment, but his many experiences had allowed him to barely adapt. Looking at everything around him, he then looked at the peach in the Captain's hand.

Xu Qing smiled.

"I understand a little. This Weiyang Mountain Range is like a play."

Hearing this, the Captain's eyes showed appreciation, and he laughed.

"Indeed, it is a play."

"Little Junior Brother, this is a play dedicated to the Red Moon Red Mother. You and I are lucky to be able to perform in the play. How good."

Xu Qing nodded. He noticed the Captain's mention of the Red Moon Red Mother.

"In the Jiyue Great Domain, any place where the Yin-Yang Flower Sect exists is a place shrouded by the Red Moon Red Mother's dream power. The Yin-Yang Flower Sect will weave plots and become the god's dream."

The Captain said with a smile.

"This is the ritual dance of the Yin-Yang Flower Sect."

Although Xu Qing had guessed a lot, he hadn't linked it to the ritual dance. Hearing this now, he was moved.

"Those dancing butterflies..." Xu Qing looked at the Captain.

"Dancing butterflies are dream creatures formed by the ritual dancers using the god's dream power to influence all living beings, colliding and intersecting time and time again."

The Captain ate the peach, carrying his past life body, and walked toward Xu Qing. As he walked, he spoke.

"They are illusory, one of the carriers of dream power, and also the medium that will transmit the story here into the god's consciousness the moment she wakes up."

Xu Qing took a deep breath. This kind of statement was unbelievable, but after recalling it, everything could correspond.

"However, before the god wakes up, these dancing butterflies cannot go back, so they cannot project this grand play into it."

"Can you guess why I knew all this and chose to enter voluntarily, Little Junior Brother?"

The Captain's expression was triumphant as he walked to Xu Qing's side.

Xu Qing's gaze fell on the past life body carried by the Captain, and the answer was already in his heart.

"So your past life body wasn't lost at all, and the cemetery we went to before was actually fake."

"Just as you, Big Brother, said at the beginning, in order to prevent grave robbers, you arranged some illusions in advance, and the place we went to was actually... also one of the illusions."

"At that time, Ning Yan asked you what the patterns of the last two of the nine illusions were."

"You smiled and didn't speak at that time, because the cemetery we went to was the eighth illusion, and the entire Weiyang Mountain Range is... the ninth illusion!"

Xu Qing looked at the Captain and spoke slowly.

"Big Brother, exactly how many people did you offend and what did you do back then to be so afraid of people stealing your past life body?"

The Captain was a bit surprised, then laughed out loud.

"As expected of my Little Junior Brother, haha. You are right. That cemetery is the eighth illusion, and this Weiyang Mountain Range is the ninth illusion!"

"Big Brother, you've learned bad habits from Bai Xiaozhuo. Telling the answer in advance is not good." Xu Qing frowned.

The Captain chuckled. He had indeed learned this rhetorical device from Bai Xiaozhuo; he felt it would make him look very awesome.

"Do you want to know where my real cemetery is?" The Captain winked, looking like he wanted to keep him in suspense.

This familiar expression, familiar cheapness, and familiar style finally made Xu Qing feel relieved. Then he spoke expressionlessly.

"In a dream."

Xu Qing didn't want to cooperate anymore.

The Captain's eyes widened, feeling a bit bored. Little Ah Qing wasn't as cute as before. However, he also saw that Xu Qing was angry, so he laughed, put his arm around Xu Qing's neck, and spoke in a low voice.

"Little Junior Brother, you are so amazing, you could even guess this."

"My past life body was hidden in the dream of the Red Moon Red Mother with the help of a mysterious Upper God back then... and I even crushed the dancing butterfly in that dream."

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed. The mysterious Upper God mentioned in the Captain's words made him very attentive.

At the same time, this world changed at this moment. All living beings around had their expressions change from numb to ferocious. Whether it was grass, trees, or mountains and rocks, everything erupted with intense malice at this instant.

This malice gathered from all directions, erupted from all things in the Weiyang Mountain Range, and after gathering together, turned into a sound.

"Get out!"

With the sound, the Weiyang Mountain Range roared in unison, the earth trembled, and the cities under the mountains also shook.

The Captain smiled and didn't explain the mysterious Upper God, nor did he care about the changes in the surroundings. He continued to talk about the location of his past life body.

"As for the way to open it, it can only be done by entering the dream, so I didn't tell you in advance, because everything must meet the requirements of this dream here. Only then can I truly enter the play."

"But I reminded you before, Little Junior Brother, don't be angry, don't be angry." The Captain was cheeky, raising the past life body in his hand.

"Look, my goal is actually it, because it is the key for me to open my past life body in this dream. You definitely can't guess what the body of this thing is."

As the Captain spoke, he waved his right hand, and immediately his past life body turned into black water and scattered, revealing a... rotten dancing butterfly in the center!

It emitted an ancient aura, clearly not just born, but existing for a very, very long time, and was hidden by an extremely high-level status, making the Red Mother overlook it without noticing.

This was the key.

The moment it appeared, all directions were shaken, heaven and earth changed color, wind and clouds rolled back, the shaking of the entire Weiyang Mountain Range was incomparably intense, and the expressions of countless living beings around showed struggle and pain.

Even mountains and rocks collapsed, and grass and trees shattered.

At the moment of great change, a shocking fluctuation came from the Yin-Yang Flower Sect, and there was even a roar of extreme anger, spreading through heaven and earth.

"Wake up, wake up!"

With the appearance of the sound, the struggle of all living beings became more intense, as if the ritual dancer who created this play wanted to end the dream and reverse everything to interrupt the Captain's plan.

"Too late."

The Captain laughed, raised the key in his finger, and waved it hard at the sky.

"Open!"

In an instant, the sky roared, the sound resounding through the clouds, like the opening of heaven and earth, surpassing heavenly thunder, and continuing to explode in the universe, a huge gap appeared directly in the sky.

This crack was not big at first, but in the blink of an eye, it continued to expand amidst the deafening sounds, and finally opened, like a scar in the sky.

Shocking.

The aura of decay spread outward from this huge crack, as if it had been hidden for too long, and the vicissitudes of time within it were about to be vented at this moment.

The color of the sky changed, and the earth also showed signs of collapse. A blue ice coffin emerged from the crack.

It was not formed of iron wood, but a piece of blue ice!

A figure lay in the ice coffin, wearing a luxurious blue gold-embroidered robe, emitting terrifying pressure, his expression full of majesty, and his right hand was even gripping a scepter!

His appearance caused the sky to explode, the earth to collapse, and wails to come shrilly from the Yin-Yang Flower Sect.

"The original ritual dance scepter!"

"You were once a Great Ritual Dancer!!"

While the sound echoed, in the stone cave of the Yin-Yang Flower Sect, the old man wearing a five-colored robe changed his expression like never before, his eyes filled with horror and shock, and he was quickly cutting off the silk threads between himself and the projections of all living beings in the Weiyang Mountain Range.

He knew very well that as a ritual dancer, although he seemed powerful, he was also incomparably fragile. Power came from this ability to weave dreams for gods, and fragility was also due to this point.

If the dream weaving ended normally, he would be considered to have completed a ritual dance, but if it was interrupted during this process, he would suffer backlash.

The so-called ritual dance was actually a special ceremony.

And the difference between active interruption and passive interruption was the difference between heaven and earth.

He actively interrupted it to let people wake up, and although there was backlash, it was not impossible to resist, so his first thought when he found something wrong was to actively awaken all living beings to end the dream weaving.

But if it was passively interrupted, the meaning was completely different. He had to bear the corrosion of all living beings, bear the karma of all things, and bear the backlash from the shattering of the god's dream power.

All of this, even if he was in the Void Returning Realm, he could not bear!

It was just that it was not so easy for outsiders to do this.

But the moment he saw the scepter representing the Great Ritual Dancer appear, he was completely terrified.

But he had no time to actively cut it off. The moment the coffin appeared, the Captain's eyes shone, and he roared.

"Little Junior Brother, unfold your power, integrate it into my coffin scepter, and awaken all living beings in this place whose destinies have been changed!"

The Captain didn't explain in detail, but Xu Qing understood that he wanted him to display the Purple Moon power. At this moment, Xu Qing flickered and landed directly on the ice coffin, enduring the dizziness.

He raised his right hand and pressed it toward the position of the sealing scepter.

The Purple Moon power in his body erupted, causing the ice to turn purple. With the Captain's hand seal, the ice coffin cooperated, and that purple intent instantly integrated into the scepter.

The next instant, Xu Qing's body shook. He felt a vast power blessing his soul. His dizziness disappeared, his mind was clear, and the world he saw before him was shrouded in a haze.

Silk threads rose from all living beings inside, and all the silk threads were connected to the Yin-Yang Flower Sect mountain range.

At the same time, illusory dancing butterflies perched on every silk thread. They were countless in size and were constantly absorbing and growing.

"Wake up!"

Purple light appeared in Xu Qing's eyes, and a calm voice came from his mouth.

The moment these two simple words were spoken, it was as if millions and millions of thunderbolts exploded at the same time, tearing all the silk threads and echoing in the hearts of all living beings in the Weiyang Mountain Range.

Countless cultivators and mortals trembled, waking up instantly. After a brief daze, their expressions turned into horror, and they instinctively retreated.

The original couples were now looking at each other with horror; they didn't know each other at all!

The original brothers were now trembling; they had been mortal enemies.

The original fathers, sons, mothers, and daughters were all breathing rapidly; there was no family connection between them.

This was only a part. More living beings had their destinies return to their original positions at this moment. They woke up, and they remembered everything.

The sect was also like this. Even the Yin-Yang Flower Sect could not escape this play. Some of its disciples were not from the Weiyang Mountain Range.

They had just passed by, and unknowingly, they became disciples.

And Yun Xiazi trembled at this moment. She had disheveled hair and suddenly raised her head to look at the mountain peak.

She was not the Sect Master, let alone the daughter of the sect's ancestor. On the contrary, the other party was her enemy!

And as all living beings in the Weiyang Mountain Range woke up, and as their silk threads shattered, the dream ended.

All the karma, all the backlash, all the evil formed by the interruption of the god's dream, gathered on the ritual dancer.

Shrill screams and wails echoed through the sky.

The old man in the stone cave inside the mountain looked desperate, trying to struggle but to no avail. Every time a silk thread broke, it turned into a dancing butterfly, swallowing him and causing him a certain amount of damage.

And the damage formed by the gathering of all living beings in the Weiyang Mountain Range was even more terrifying. Infinite dancing butterflies flickered between illusion and reality, completely shrouding his body and swallowing him crazily.

His body disappeared as it rotted, visible to the naked eye, and what made him most desperate was the backlash formed by the shattering of the god's dream. That was not a power he could resist.

Under this backlash, the curse in his body erupted crazily, spreading all over his body, shrouding his soul, and the pain it brought made him fall into madness.

Even kneeling on the ground and praying to the god had no effect.

Finally, a few breaths later, amidst the swallowing of infinite dancing butterflies and the backlash of the god's dream, he turned into blood and fell to the floor of the stone cave.

Dancing for the Emperor, the talented are rewarded, the gods are even more so. ===== CHAPTER 561 =====