Chapter 15 Sleepless Mind

The sun dipped behind the western mountains, the clouds on the horizon resembling flames, a dazzling display of red and golden light.

In a remote forest somewhere in the Golden Triangle, An Qisheng emerged.

Tong Zhengyang stood with his hands clasped behind his back not far away.

"Hoo!"

An Qisheng took a deep breath, finally waking up, his heart filled with surprise and joy:

"I didn't expect I could actually sleep while running?!"

In less than a day, the two had hiked over twenty mountains, arriving in the Golden Triangle.

"Could this be what the ancient books refer to as the spirit sleeps but the mind does not?"

An Qisheng felt a surge of joy.

As long as there was progress, in any aspect, he was happy.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that this breakthrough of his was very important, perhaps even more so than his breakthrough to *hua jin*.

The significance could be extremely profound.

If possible, he didn't want to stop at all, wanting to experience this ability more.

What's the difference between practicing boxing while asleep and practicing while awake?

What is it like to practice *gongfu* while asleep?

He had so many things he wanted to try, but now was not the time.

"I hope they are prepared and don't act rashly..."

Looking out at the boundless plain, An Qisheng sighed inwardly.

The route he took was naturally not randomly planned. If there were satellites tracking them, they should be able to discern the information he wanted to convey to them.

But that was all he could do. Any further delay, and Tong Zhengyang might notice.

"You are too slow."

Tong Zhengyang frowned slightly:

"And your physique is far inferior to that Potter from before."

His physical strength was formidable, and he could cover more than twenty *zhang* with a single step. Even if An Qisheng was traveling at full speed, he was struggling to keep up.

Although the technique he displayed of running while asleep surprised him somewhat, it was only that.

An Qisheng didn't speak, pointing to the distance and saying:

"One more day, and we will reach the base I mentioned..."

His memory was excellent. He had been strictly following the plan in his mind all along the way, and the destination was naturally the original base of Tuo Xiang.

It was far from populated areas, and the terrain was complex, perfect for an ambush.

If Li Yan had been paying attention to all of this, he should know what to do. He had done all he could.

"No rush, no rush."

Tong Zhengyang looked into the distance, shaking his head slightly after a moment:

"Let's rest here for the night."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, a gust of wind whistling, blowing away the dust and debris on the ground, and sat down cross-legged.

Then, he swallowed a large handful of military rations.

Only then did he close his eyes, quietly observing himself, and communicating with the Wang Quan Sword.

An Qisheng had no objections. He also found a clean place to lean against, closed his eyes slightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Entering Tong Zhengyang's dream consumed a lot of energy.

He had to ensure that his energy was fully restored before he could truly enter the dream.

Although sleeping with the spirit awake could ease his physical fatigue and greatly increase his endurance, his body was still constantly moving and consuming energy, which was still inferior to the recovery of deep sleep.

After running for a day, now that he relaxed, every part of his body was sore and numb, his tendons were a little stiff, and sleepiness surged like a tide.

He fell asleep even faster.

Hoo hoo~

The breeze blew, the wild grass bent over.

At a certain moment, An Qisheng's eyelids twitched imperceptibly. He didn't open his eyes, but in his vision, light burst forth again.

"Enter the dream, Tong Zhengyang!"

As An Qisheng's mind moved, the scene in his vision flowed like water.

In an instant, he had returned to Freeport again, to when Tong Zhengyang had just arrived in this world.

The backtracking stopped here.

Perhaps it was just his imagination, but An Qisheng felt that this backtracking was much easier than before, as if his mental strength had improved again.

"I really want to see what his world was like when he came... What exactly was lacking, or is my mental strength not enough to backtrack further?"

A thought flashed through An Qisheng's mind as he floated down.

It was difficult for him to describe his state, intangible, like a pure mental imprint, yet seemingly different.

In Freeport at dusk, Tong Zhengyang was unconscious in the bottomless pit.

"He didn't die even after being so badly injured..."

An Qisheng was shocked.

He originally only knew that Tong Zhengyang was seriously injured, but he didn't know the extent of his injuries. But now, he realized that such injuries would not have allowed anyone in Xuan Xing to survive.

"What is your weakness..."

As An Qisheng's heart stirred, he merged into the unconscious Tong Zhengyang.

Pain!

Excruciating pain!

Pain that penetrated the bones, no, pain that penetrated the soul!

The moment he entered Tong Zhengyang's body, endless pain surged like a tide, almost drowning An Qisheng's reason!

But at the same time, he also felt the strength of this body.

After a long time, An Qisheng finally broke free from the immense pain and was able to feel Tong Zhengyang's body.

Whirring~

The flow of blood was like the Milky Way cascading down, each drop of blood like a crystal clear ruby, the sound of gold and jade colliding between the flow.

The heartbeat was even more powerful, like a mallet striking a drum.

This was a physical body of unprecedented power!

Muscles, bones, skin, flesh, viscera, marrow, blood, nothing was weak, nothing was beyond An Qisheng's imagination.

With a slight concentration, he could feel his stomach churning like a meat grinder, making a 'kacha kacha' sound of metal scraping against metal.

"...Such formidable physical power!"

An Qisheng could not help but be shocked.

Since entering *hua jin*, his physical strength had surpassed ordinary people by a lot. He had also felt the *bao dan* body of Grandmaster Wang Honglin of the Bajiquan sect, and he had also sensed the state of the Reclusive Taoist.

But even a *jian shen*, pure physical strength could not compare to Tong Zhengyang!

Blood could collide, the stomach could churn like metal rubbing, the heart could beat like a drum.

He had never imagined that a person's body could be so strong!

He carefully sensed that he could vaguely perceive an invisible net within Tong Zhengyang's body.

This net ran through everything, connecting all the muscles, bones, skin, flesh, viscera, marrow, blood vessels, and even every pore on his body, down to the most minute detail.

It seemed that his entire body, every pore, could breathe.

This meant that the owner of this body had the ability to survive in extremely harsh environments.

At the same time, the existence of this net also meant that unless one had extreme sharpness to pierce it, or extremely powerful force to shatter his entire body at once.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to hurt even a single hair on his body.

"Is there a flaw in such a body..."

An Qisheng's heart was heavy.

A body that was so strong that it was almost invulnerable, able to withstand high pressure, able to withstand extremely harsh environments.

This was still when he was seriously injured. If he recovered, how strong would he be?

"Huh?"

Just as he was sensing, An Qisheng's heart suddenly stirred, and he sensed an extremely restrained sharpness.

Looking at its location, it seemed to be in Tong Zhengyang's arm?

"What is this?"

A trace of curiosity flashed through An Qisheng's mind, and his senses spread towards the place where the sharpness came from.

.......

On the wilderness, night fell silently.

'Hoo hoo' The night wind blew, the grass and trees bent over, and dust rose.

Dark clouds gradually covered the moon in the sky, and the stars seemed to have lost their light.

The world suddenly became even darker.

"Hmm?"

Tong Zhengyang's eyelids flicked open, and his eyes turned to the southwest.

In his line of sight, the night wind howled, the grass and trees bent over, and there seemed to be no other anomalies in the darkness.

But in Tong Zhengyang's perception, he could see a 'qi' drifting from afar, thirty miles away in the southwest.

This qi was not true *qi*.

All things in heaven and earth have the existence of 'qi'. Gathered into an army, it becomes military *qi*; condensed into a country, it becomes national destiny.

The 'Spirit Turtle Observation Method' that he practiced was far inferior to the 'Heavenly Man Qi Observation Technique' in the Wang Quan Dao, which could observe all the qi in the world, but as long as it appeared in his line of sight, he could observe its qi.

In his perception, thirty miles southwest, a 'qi' rose straight into the sky like wolf smoke, blazing and murderous, the qi of the military.

Its color was reddish, with a hidden killing intent.

"This is coming for me. Its color is scarlet, and its killing intent is even heavier. It seems that it is not to save people, but to kill me."

Tong Zhengyang smiled faintly, glancing at An Qisheng, who was breathing evenly.

This kid was indeed in a miserable situation. Few people were thinking of saving him.

Hoo~

With a thought, Tong Zhengyang's sleeves fluttered.

The Wang Quan Sword became more and more active, which made him have to suspect that it was because of the huge consumption of true *qi* and physical strength that he was about to be unable to suppress the Wang Quan Sword?

This made him very anxious.

The Wang Quan Sword contained the foundation of the Wang Quan Dao for three thousand years. It was not only his path to the Heavenly Man realm, but also his only possibility to escape this spiritual depleted world.

For this reason, he needed to obtain the most top-notch resources in this world as quickly as possible to replenish himself and continue to seal the Wang Quan Sword until it recognized its master.

After that, he had to enslave this world, so that everyone would collect resources for him, and all the people in this spiritually depleted world would be used by him.

Only then would he have a chance to achieve the Heavenly Man in this spiritually depleted world!

"The sooner you come, the better. I can't wait..."

A trace of cold light flashed in Tong Zhengyang's eyes.

If he really wanted to attack Da Xuan, with his speed, he would have crossed the border and entered Da Xuan long ago.

The reason why he stayed was to draw these people out.

He didn't want to completely become an enemy of Da Xuan, but even if it was a transaction, he had to occupy the dominant position.

No matter who came, he had to hurt them first!

.........

Twenty miles away in the wilderness, dozens of military trucks were driving on the bumpy wilderness.

In the leading truck, Qing Long issued orders with a serious expression:

"Dragon Tooth, Tiger Tooth, and Wolf Tooth special operations teams act together. Do not get too close to the enemy. Snipers strike first!"

"Helicopters wait temporarily. Take off after it rains! Locate the position, and then drop aerial incendiary bombs according to my orders. I don't believe that a mortal body can withstand a temperature of three thousand degrees!"

Qiu Niu, who was driving, looked solemn, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

After a long time, Qing Long's orders were issued one by one, and finally, he dialed a phone:

"Taoist priest, if he escapes from the sea of ​​fire, please join the special operations team to kill this evil being!"

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then a voice like a loud bell came:

"As you wish."

Then the phone hung up.

"The borrowed equipment is too poor. Otherwise, I'd have him know that what he experienced in the Golden Eagle Kingdom was just a small battle!"

Qing Long's expression was cold, and his tone was even more devoid of warmth:

"No matter what he is, he must die!"

"Qing Long, he has a hostage in his hand!"

Qiu Niu couldn't help but speak.

He had contacted Xue Zheng and Jing Xiaolou and knew that An Qisheng could be considered half a martial brother to him.

If possible, Qiu Niu didn't want him to die tragically.

"Later, if he comes alone, you go to rescue the hostage. But if he comes with the hostage..."

Qing Long closed his eyes:

"I will bear the consequences alone."