Chapter 24: Dream Spirit Realm

  Lin Huang woke up from his quiet contemplation and took a look at the time. There were only two months left until the first preliminary match of the First Martial Arts Competition.

  "Is this the realm of dreams? It's been a long time."

  Lin Huang whispered a sentence, snapped his fingers and cast a divine seal, his mind stirred, borrowing the power of the Heavenly Pivot, he arrived at the Dream God Realm.

  Dream God Realm, a legendary supreme divine artifact forged by several major gods using the Dream God's body, encompassing all realms, allowing the myriad races to communicate freely within the Dream God Realm.

  It can perfectly shape a body that is exactly the same as in the real world in the Dream God Realm, whether it's cultivation or divine artifacts on the body, all can be perfectly replicated, and can be said to be a true dream.

  Lin Huang was no stranger to the Dream Spirit Realm, and his unconventional path to sainthood had been gained from his experiences in the Dream Spirit Realm. The fifteen Nightmarish Tribe brain cores used to create the Desolate God Realm were also obtained there.

  At that time, I thought it was my own adventure, but now Lin Huang already knew that this was a huge conspiracy.

  "I just don't know who the person is that's treating me like a chess piece." Lin Huang was on high alert, re-entering the Dream Spirit Realm with his mind focused and guarded, worried that the person secretly manipulating things would appear.

  But Lin Huang had been walking in the Dream God Realm for a month without any discovery.

  "It's a pity that such a great price was paid to help me become a saint. This person will definitely not let me off easily. However, there is no movement at all now, it seems that this person cannot act rashly in the Dream God Realm either."

  Lin Huang let out a breath of relief in his heart, the Dream God Realm was known for being untouchable even by the God Masters, and naturally it wasn't just an empty name. After being on guard for a month without discovering anything unusual, Lin Huang didn't pay much attention to it anymore, only maintaining his vigilance as he stepped forward into the venue of the First Martial Arts Assembly.

  The Dream Spirit Realm is also divided into various realms according to the Myriad Realms, but compared to the distance between realms in reality, the connection between the Myriad Realms in the Dream Spirit Realm is much closer. However, without a certain level of cultivation, attempting to cross realms is a suicidal act.

  The myriad realms are not harmonious, and in reality, many people have never seen other worlds from birth to death. Although the Dream God Realm can communicate with the myriad realms, the hostility, vigilance, and competition between the myriad realms are even more exposed.

  There is no threat of death, almost every cross-border battle is a fierce war.

  The whole country is against him, this is absolutely not an exaggeration.

  But today, Lin Huang saw many people from other worlds.

  The Man God tribe of the Barbarian Realm, with a physique much larger than that of humans. Even their infants are as tall and large as adult humans, while adults can grow up to three zhang in size, with a ferocious and majestic aura, each possessing terrifying strength capable of uprooting mountains.

  The Tianren clan of the Tianren realm, known as the number one clan in all realms. Each and every one of them has a beautiful face, astonishing innate talents, with wings growing on their backs, said to be the true descendants of the gods' bloodline, born with the cultivation base of a high-ranking official, favored children of the yin-yang way, born with the ability to manipulate light and darkness, as long as they don't fall, almost all of them can achieve the title of Marquis.

  There is also the demon tribe of the demon realm, which is also the tribe with the largest power gap in the ten thousand realms. Some tribes are born to be earth-shaking and heaven-stirring, with innate divine bones, controlling a unique and unparalleled divine technique, with an innate Dao rhythm, each one being a powerful king. And some tribes have fallen into blood food, weak and vulnerable, but once they cultivate successfully, they can defy the heavens and sweep across the current generation.

  As for the Ming clan in the underworld, they are even more terrifying. Every member of the clan is a fallen genius from the Ten Thousand Realms who has been reborn with an undying soul. Although they have lost their memories of their past lives, each one possesses incredible talents. With only ten thousand members, they can rank among the top ten in the Ten Thousand Realms, demonstrating just how formidable the Ming clan is.

  There are also the Three-eyed Clan, One-eyed Clan, Titan Clan and Heavenly Extermination Clan. These clans were said to have been gifted with talents that went against heaven, and were thus detested by the gods, who bestowed curses upon them and banished them to the Sin Domain. The environment for survival is the worst, but once the curse is lifted, they can awaken their strongest innate talent, shocking the heavens and moving the earth.

  In the vast expanse of the multiverse, countless races exist, each with their own innate talents. The human race, with its relatively mediocre innate abilities, managed to rank among the top ten in the multiverse. Every time the First Martial Arts Competition is held, it attracts numerous geniuses from outside the realm to come and spectate.

  But Lin Huang obviously noticed that this time was different from the last time he saw himself, at least last time, none of the top ten races in the Wan Jie had seen him.

  "The winds are rising and the clouds are surging, it seems that this generation's first martial arts tournament's geniuses are truly extraordinary, otherwise they wouldn't be able to attract so many outsiders from other realms to come and watch."

  Lin Huang glanced at those foreign races with a calm and composed expression, walking past them until he stopped in front of the most famous divine monument in the Dream God Realm.

  The divine stele of the Dream God Realm, what is recorded cannot be the high and mighty gods, but rather the strongest in the multiverse closest to godhood, each name shining brightly for eternity.

  But Lin Huang's gaze fell directly on the top of the stele, and seeing that there was no change as before, he withdrew his gaze.

  Every name on the stele is an extraordinary strongman who shines through eternity, but since there are high and low distinctions, the name that ranks highest and suppresses all strongmen's names is naturally the most well-known name.

  Dream Machine

  Simple and simple three words, but in Lin Huang's memory, this name standing at the top of the first place has not changed for 30,000 years.

  Thirty thousand years, with one's own strength, suppressing countless heavens' pride for thirty thousand years.

  The terror of the Dream Machine is imaginable.

  Although many people in the multiverse don't think that Dream God Machine is really the strongest under all gods, because of the once-in-a-thousand-years Multiverse Holy War, Dream God Machine has never participated.

  But Lin Huang was clear in his mind that since the Dream God Realm ranked the Dream God Machine as number one, rather than the so-called champion of the World's First Martial Arts Competition, it naturally proved that the Dream God Machine was indeed the strongest among all gods.

  He passed by the Divine Stele, Lin Feng's footsteps paused for a moment, then he turned around and walked towards the venue of the First Martial Arts Competition without looking back.

  Lin Huang wasn't considered arrogant, but thinking about other Saints competing for the ranking on the Divine Stele and the championship of the Ten Thousand Realm Sacred War that occurred once every thousand years, while he had to participate in this so-called First Martial Competition, made him feel a slight sense of shame.

  But soon this mood was wiped out in Lin Huang's heart, "Know shame and then be brave. Although I have achieved the holy rank now, as the Three Holy Mothers said, it is indeed too far away, not enough accumulation, not a solid foundation, can be said to be the weakest of the same level, to become stronger, must start from scratch."

  One step to heaven has never been a good thing. Alternative sainthood may have given Lin Huang an unimaginable starting point compared to his peers, but the more he gets, the more he lacks.

  So Lin Huang must work even harder to shake off the title of being the weakest Holy Saint.

  "Perhaps the meaning of San Sheng Mu is simpler than I imagined." As he walked into the waiting area designated by the First Martial Meeting, Lin Huang quietly waited for the start of the First Martial Meeting, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

  Maybe he's overthinking it.

  Perhaps the Three Holy Mothers did not want him to understand his own way in this first martial arts conference.

  Perhaps the three holy mothers just wanted him to see his own strength clearly, know shame and then be brave.

  But soon Lin Huang shook his head, thinking he was overthinking it. Perhaps the faint sense of shame from passing by the divine stele had influenced him. After all, even if one were a supreme genius or an extraordinary prodigy, who could give him the feeling of knowing shame and then being brave?

  Genius is ultimately just genius.