Chapter 1273: Chapter 480: Returning Essence of the Masses (Part 3)

This is the advice brought by the Butcher with the Sword Spirit.

"All Under Heaven Return to Origin?"

Zhou Xuan caressed the knife in his hand, sensing the Seventeenth Route of Mingjiang Prefecture at this moment, and sighed, "What a good knife, a famous knife should cut famous figures. It couldn’t be better to use the Dream Realm Heavenly God as a sacrifice for the knife."

He suddenly looked up and swung towards the Dream Realm Heavenly God, who had already woven a great dream.

As this swing of the knife went out, a strange phenomenon occurred.

In the audience at the theater stage, only a pair of eyes were visible, and these audience members were all asleep in the real world.

They had always been very quiet, but at the moment Zhou Xuan swung his knife, everyone simultaneously raised their hands, imitating a gripping motion, then forcefully swung down,

as if they were also swinging a knife.

"Is this the ’All Under Heaven Return to Origin’ formation of Jing Country? As I swing my knife, the countless people supporting me also swing their knives."

With the swing of knives by millions of people, countless Anchor Hooks appeared out of nowhere in the theater, throwing themselves at the Dream Realm Heavenly God, hooking onto his massive dream body.

Each Anchor Hook’s tail was connected to a cable,

all the cables were taut,

the people of Mingjiang Prefecture were exerting all their strength to pull down the gigantic dream body of the Dream Realm Heavenly God, which had grown up to the Heavenly Dome and beyond to the ground.

"You insignificant ants, you also want to kill me?"

The Dream Realm Heavenly God roared, having been a god for too long, had somewhat forgotten how he was born,

it was this innumerable power of will from the insignificant ants that had created him.

This multitude of ants, collectively throwing their cables, under the command of Zhou Xuan, could pull the inevitably sinking ship of Mingjiang Prefecture out of the water,

so they could likewise bring down a being like the Dream Realm Heavenly God with a thunderous collapse.

Boom, boom!

Two consecutive loud sounds, the Dream Realm Heavenly God finally could not bear the weight, his massive body could no longer stand and collapsed heavily to the ground,

and from above the dome, two dragon roars sounded,

the Mingjiang Ancestor Dragon and the East Market Dragon God, following the pathway opened by the peach and willow trees, flew in,

Zhou Xuan lightly stepped on the ground, leaping dozens of feet up, the two Ancestor Dragon Levels, bowed their heads and used their dragon heads to support Zhou Xuan, carrying him flying across the throat of the Dream Realm Heavenly God,

Zhou Xuan swung his knife again,

after a single swing, the dream scattered, leaving only clusters of pink mist spreading continuously.

The Dream Realm Heavenly God, with a single knife, dissipated into Dao.

"No, this Dream Realm Heavenly God is indeed cunning, this one was not even his true body."

Dreams have a source, also known as the Dream Eye.

Zhou Xuan, originally one of the people most understanding of dreams in Jing Country, did not sense the Dream Eye in the aura left by the Dream Realm Heavenly God dissipating Dao.

This indicates that the true body of the Dream Realm Heavenly God had not arrived,

but one thing is certain — the Dream Realm Heavenly God that Zhou Xuan just cut down, even if just a clone, was an extremely powerful clone.

Zhou Xuan watched those pink clusters being continuously absorbed by the "Starry Sky Scroll" in the sky,

he smiled and said, "It doesn’t matter if the true body wasn’t cut down, I’ve done my part, now it’s the Witch God’s turn to finish it."

He reversed his grip to draw out a golden sign, about to shed blood to summon the Witch God,

when the Witch God’s voice suddenly appeared from thin air.

"I’ve been here all along."

"You’re here, and you don’t act?" Zhou Xuan frowned.

"It’s not yet the time for me to have to act." The Witch God said, "Zhou Xuan, you exceeded my expectations."

"Don’t be surprised, the true Dream Realm Heavenly God is still not dead."

Zhou Xuan said.

"He will die, and you, will surely live tonight."

After the Witch God finished promising, the voice fell silent.

The audience erupted in thunderous applause.

"Mr., you are my god."

"Tonight’s performance was truly splendid, cutting down the Buddha Country folks, the Tun Jia Taishang, and the evil Dream God."

"Most importantly, each of us participated in the act of deicide."

To cut down the clone of the Dream Realm Heavenly God depended on the "Ten Thousand People Returning to Cloud Formation," since it was all the people returning to essence, all the citizens of Manjiang Prefecture participated.

At this moment, Zhou Xuan raised his arms high, emotionally proclaiming, "Back to our opening statement before the storytelling — tonight belongs to Ye Manjiang."

This statement was met with countless whistles, and the cheerful, relaxed atmosphere finally became the mainstream at the theater stage.

And these joyous emotions also transformed into a purplish-red mist, constantly rising, absorbed by the Starry Sky Scroll.

Zhou Xuan genuinely wanted to know how many kinds of "Seven Emotions and Six Desires" the Starry Sky Scroll absorbed today, but,

he couldn’t immediately inspect the Starry Sky Scroll,

he had two more important matters to attend to.

The first one,

he lit incense again,

during the "Human World Play God," Zhou Xuan played the role of Supreme Will, this level of performance made his incense burn extremely fast.

His Colorful Play Incense had all burned out, and what remained was the "Promotion Ceremony."

Besides promoting incense, the second important matter for Zhou Xuan was — rebuilding Mingjiang Prefecture.

Tonight’s storytime, though not finished due to the "theater stage battle," but after the cut of the Ten Thousand People Returning to Essence — Mingjiang Prefecture surged with overwhelming wish power.

Almost all the people considered Zhou Xuan as the first belief of Mingjiang Prefecture.

Such a torrent of wish power, rebuilding Mingjiang Prefecture was more than enough.

"First light the incense, then rebuild Mingjiang Prefecture."

Zhou Xuan immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate.

...

On the audience stage, Zhou Lingyi said to Yuan Buyu, "Old Yuan, did you ever think before you took him as your apprentice, your disciple could slay a god?"

Yuan Buyu laughed heartily, saying, "This isn’t something ordinary folks like us would dare to fantasize about! My Xuanzi brought great honor to me as his master. First, he cut down the ’Bi Fang,’ then the ’Dream Realm Heavenly God,’ and the tattooed ’Peng Hou’ also died because of him.

My goodness, he cut down practically all the major figures of the dream lineage, only the ’Earth Child’ remained, if Xuanzi slays him, he’d have a grand slam."

"As long as that Earth Child doesn’t provoke my Xuanzi, it’s fine. But if he does, he probably won’t last long either."

Yun Ziliang chuckled from the side.

Meanwhile, Li Changxun did not join in the main topic of this conversation, suddenly exclaimed, "I know, I know."

"What do you know? Did someone step on your tail?" Yun Ziliang asked.

"I know why the beings above the Heavenly Dome want to chase down and annihilate the Colorful Play Masters’ group." Li Changxun said, panting heavily...