Chapter 136 Revolution

Vast and towering, the Hedao (harmonious union) deity, surrounded by blazing flames, embraced the entire universe.

Even the twilight monsters nearby were drawn into the arms of that supreme Dao form.

"If you really can't let go."

Like a rushing river, the youth's voice spread throughout many universes, echoing through the surrounding world clusters, "If you really can't find the path ahead."

"I know that most people don't even know what they want... Let alone innovation, they can't even take the first step."

In his lowered gaze, there was a gentle conviction.

Su Zhou looked around the void. He stared at the sealed universe and the surrounding world clusters, and calmly and solemnly declared, "Then dream."

"If reality is hard to step into, then indulge in dreams and gain courage."

"Dare to dream, and then dare to practice..."

"Go dream."

Rumbling thunder echoed endlessly, but this booming sound was like spring thunder. Besides being deafening, it also brought endless vitality, endless gentle compassion, and endless anticipation and hope.

At this moment, countless twilight monsters looked eagerly at the only being that could give them a sense of security.

[Lord...] They called out: [Guide us...]

"I will."

In response, the Hedao deity high above the origin of the universe, having heard these voices, closed his eyes.

Su Zhou began to dream.

Just like Brahma creating the world in his dream, his dream bloomed with spiritual light in the void, like a star suddenly rising, illuminating the universe and enveloping the surrounding heavens in this great dream of myriad worlds.

The twilight was also covered by this dream light.

The world changed, and many twilight monsters chanted in unison.

And so.

The myriad worlds entered the dream.

…

The sky was slightly bright, just as the dawn broke.

Chengqing Heaven, Feiyun Prefecture, Wuzhuang City.

Chirp——

An eagle flapped its wings and took off from the top of a collapsed tower, flying straight into the sky. It passed through the city illuminated by the morning light, crossed the dense clouds, and soared into the high heavens with a loud cry.

Until the figure of the eagle could no longer be seen, He Xiaozhao lowered his head, looking around in disbelief.

The old and dilapidated buildings and streets of Wuzhuang City were severely damaged. Because it was located in a remote area, the city defenses, which had not been invested in for many years, were almost non-existent. Even horse-drawn carriages could hardly travel in the city because the roads were extremely rugged. Even children had to be careful when playing, because they might accidentally fall into ditches and holes.

Weeds covered the backyard. He Xiaozhao looked around.

He was very familiar with this place, because it was his home back then.

The He family was once a prominent family, but because they were remnants of the Chengqing Immortal Venerable era, they had been divided and exiled for more than ten thousand years, until they reached this desolate border area.

If He Xiaozhao hadn't been exceptionally talented and caught the eye of a traveling master from the Tai Shi Dao Sect who came to recruit disciples, he might have been trapped here for the rest of his life.

But even after entering the Tai Shi Dao Sect, he did not receive fair teaching—not born on one of the one hundred and eight peaks, but from the three thousand lower realms, even if he could receive the Daoist inheritance, he could only be an outer sect Dao soldier at most. He could not enter the inner sect, let alone the true inheritance of the higher levels.

The Dao is fair, but the system is not.

Walking through this ancient city of the past, He Xiaozhao found that everyone in the city could not see him, as if he did not exist.

Yes, the hawking of the tea stalls on the street was familiar and kind, and Uncle Wang's wonton aroma was still nostalgic. Everything was like a dream of the past, and everything in the dream had returned to the past, to the old days.

But He Xiaozhao did not stop—he was not dreaming for this familiar and warm past. Rather, he was dreaming to get rid of all this.

So the man took a deep breath. Like a phantom, he passed through the streets and layers of walls and doors, and arrived at a dilapidated backyard, at a small house whose door had begun to rot.

He entered the house.

Then, he saw a small figure in front of the table in the house, seriously studying scriptures, repeating them over and over again in a childish voice.

"In the beginning there was the Dao, its name is Tai Shi, formless and without substance, filled with qi, yin and yang intermingling, Wuji (the absolute) united..."

The foundation of the Tai Shi Dao Sect's inheritance, the 'Tai Shi True Talisman Fundamental Scripture'... The black-haired boy stared intently at the words in the book, his clean and lovely face full of focus, and his cyan eyes reflected the words in the book.

He Xiaozhao stared at his younger self. Although he had guessed it, he couldn't say anything at the moment, and could only stare silently.

"Huh... who are you, why are you in my house?!"

Until the boy seemed to notice something, he turned his head in astonishment and looked behind him—the boy saw a man with a tired expression, whose spine had long been bent by the pressure of life, and who had been numbed by countless painful realities.

He wanted to exclaim and call the neighbors, but for some reason, the man's worried and numb face made him subconsciously feel a trace of sympathy.

"You want to..."

So, the boy asked hesitantly, "What do you want to do?"

"...I don't know either."

The man stared at his younger self. It was clearly a dream, clearly a free dream, but because it was too real, it was difficult to have hope: "The Primordial Candle Dragon Venerable is really something, why did he let me know that this is a dream? What's the point of deceiving myself like this? Reality won't change because of it."

However, there was still light in He Xiaozhao's heart after all.

The man who could hear the voice of the Candle Dragon, even if he was confused, still reached out and rubbed the child's head: "I may not be able to do it... But if it's a dream..."

"I want you... to have another different possibility."

He Xiaozhao taught the Dao techniques and opened the path of cultivation for the boy. He was an invisible old grandfather who answered all the boy's doubts and all the questions he couldn't understand.

The hardships he had encountered did not have to be suffered by the boy, and the wrong paths he had taken did not have to be taken by the boy.

His past confusion had gone unanswered for a long time, but this time, even if the boy was still confused, someone would guide him in the right direction.

Without the Tai Shi traveling master, the boy could cultivate by himself and become a strong man, become an immortal—under He Xiaozhao's guidance, he avoided all tests and finally became a Real Person in the extraterrestrial Tai Xu, reaching the realm where He Xiaozhao himself was now.

In an instant, a hundred years passed. Time in the dream was like a chaotic ocean current, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, difficult to fathom, like chaos.

And in the end, He Xiaozhao failed.

He saw that the Xiaozhao Real Person, who was much stronger than his current self, was still no match for the encirclement of several Emissaries of the Tai Shi Dao Sect, and was annihilated in the void.

However, even when he fell, he had no regrets.

Xiaozhao Immortal laughed and raised his head. His divine body shattered inch by inch in the endless shining spiritual light, and immortality also passed away.

He could see the regretful and sad expression on the face of the tired man who had been guiding him, but there was no gloom on the face of the boy of the past: "Laugh, myself."

"Why do you have such a worried face? Doesn't my existence also prove that even the current you has the possibility of growing to the point where you can defeat one or two Emissaries?"

"Laugh, laugh for me."

Indeed, he should laugh.

The vastness of the heavens and myriad worlds and the Void Sea allowed him to travel freely among the stars of this Void Cluster with his own will, and to personally experience this infinite multiverse.

Resentment and regret? Naturally, a failed guy could not let it go.

But for a man who had been imprisoned for a lifetime, just being able to personally touch the boundaries of the distant stars with his own will was the greatest success.

The dream dissipated... He Xiaozhao returned to a gray world, like a tide of thoughts was boiling, bringing up all kinds of hazy illusions.

After waking up from the dream, He Xiaozhao was still that He Xiaozhao, the lower realm Dao soldier of the Tai Shi Dao Sect, without a path forward, and not the Xiaozhao Immortal who traveled freely in the void with his own will.

Dreaming really had no meaning to reality, and reality would not change in any way because people dreamed.

However, in this gray world, after being silent, the man's eyes gradually lit up with dots of light.

"Is that so."

He Xiaozhao stared at his hand, and he muttered to himself, "So this is what it feels like for wishful thinking to come true?"

"I have always been thinking that if I had the strength when I was young, or if I had a good teacher who could teach me, would I not have to go to the Tai Shi Dao Sect, but try to go to other worlds with my own strength, and obtain enough strength, the strength of freedom."

"But this is just wishful thinking, it's impossible, it's impossible for this to happen, what has already happened cannot be reversed, my past cannot be changed."

But now... it's not like that.

Dreams don't need to care about those things, don't need to care about those inexplicable rules and regulations.

In the Candle Dragon's dream, He Xiaozhao followed his heart and followed his years of wishful thinking, and had a happy dream.

Even if he failed, it was not despair, but a great dream in which he saw a glimmer of dawn!

"Can I do it again!"

Raising his head, the black-haired, cyan-eyed man raised his head.

He looked up at this gray dream world, and loudly and eagerly said to the true master of the dream: "I can continue! I can continue to dream... This time I failed, but maybe I can succeed next time!"

"I can do better, learn from the experience of this failure, and maybe I can succeed!"

[I have heard your wish]

Then, a grand and gentle voice sounded.

Endless gray mist rolled in, turning into a storm, swirling around He Xiaozhao, and these hot, violent flames began to transform into the sky and the earth, transforming into a world in a dream.

He Xiaozhao returned once again to the time and space he longed to return to, that ancient, miserable, and abandoned border city.

He heard a laughing voice: [The wish has been fulfilled]

[Continue to dream... until you are willing, willing to believe in yourself]

He Xiaozhao dreamed many, many times.

Each time, he ultimately failed. The power of the Tai Shi Dao Sect was simply not something he could contend with alone. The realm of freedom, known as Xiaoyao, was simply not something he could achieve.

But so what?

In one dream, He Xiaozhao accidentally encountered an immortal at the origin of the Chengqing Heaven's world.

[Child]

The white-haired, cyan-eyed immortal sat on a lotus platform that had long been dilapidated and decayed. He curiously asked He Xiaozhao: [What do you want to do after these hundreds of reincarnations?]

"I want to rebel against the Tai Shi Dao Sect."

Although still tired, the man, whose eyes gradually became firm, replied, "Or rather, I want to be respected."

[Hmm... difficult]

The immortal shook his head slightly: [Some people stand high and do not allow others to stand as well. This is very difficult.]

[The Tai Shi Dao Sect is extremely powerful, are you really dare?]

"This is a dream."

And He Xiaozhao answered with a smile: "If I don't dare even in a dream, then what's the point of living?"

He Xiaozhao obtained the core spiritual source of Chengqing Heaven that he wanted and left. This was the optimal cultivation method he had summarized in hundreds of reincarnations, which could allow his dream self in this life to achieve immortality at the fastest speed.

And the white-haired immortal stared at the back of the steadfast man, he nodded slightly: [Yes, well said]

[Whether you win or lose is one thing, whether you dare is another. And if you don't dare even in a dream, what's the point of reality changing because of it?]

[Candle Dragon Venerable continues the lost arts of the sages, and I am one of them. It's unbelievable that He can actually revive me, who has long died and disappeared, by reading the records of the world... Haha, it's really unimaginable that even I can dream. This divine power is simply incredible!]

The dream realm is boundless.

Sealed universe, Milky Way galaxy, Earth, Senostia mother planet...

Tai Shi Heaven, Heavenly Will Realm, Void Sea of myriad worlds...

Humans, demons, planetary wills, twilight monsters...

All beings who can hear the voice of the Candle Dragon have entered the dream.

Using the creation realm and the foundational principles of the Dream Universe of Myriad Forms Burial Ground, Su Zhou cast his own Candle Dragon's dream, and led all the beings of the myriad worlds into his dream.

And just as the Myriad Forms Burial Ground was meant to accommodate the many lost twilight monsters and the divine miasma, Su Zhou's Candle Dragon's dream was also meant to take care of the many twilight monsters that came because of him.

In this dream, all beings can think and dream again and again, the scenes they once wished for, imagined.

Regrets, unwillingness, desires... The lost ones like twilight can rest and sleep in the dream, waiting until the end of eternity.

And those who intend to innovate will transform from the dream!

"Take the initiative to dream, imagine, and create more chaotic possibilities."

"Countless reincarnations, dreaming and rebirth again and again, realizing your shortcomings, absorbing the advantages of others, correcting mistakes each time, and surpassing limits each time."

"Your own existence is your own cheat, your own miracle."

"Yourself strengthen your own beliefs, in order to surpass the possibility of your own reality - using the method of fate to try to determine the best cultivation strategy, but without forcing destiny, still constantly exploring new areas."

Raising his head, in the sealed universe.

Deepest in the Door of the Ending Cycle, at the origin of the universe, on the inner side of the world.

Su Zhou closed his eyes.

He maintained this Hedao dream, but could still be awake and act freely.

But now, the youth was watching the beings in the dream, and firmly stated, "And all of these means are to create a 'better self'!"

Nothing in the dream can change anything. Su Zhou can make the cultivation in the dream come true for all beings, become a god in the dream, and become a god in reality, but that has no meaning - the most important thing is enlightenment.

The repeated reincarnations in the dream cannot change others, but they can change the self who has long been in despair, making oneself hopeful and full of motivation to change.

Saying so, Su Zhou turned his head.

"Cosmic Will... Mother of All Things."

He looked at the other side, at the black shadow that was suppressed by a shard of a silver-white halo, like a miniature of the universe.

Su Zhou lowered his head slightly to it, expressing his respect: "This is my Dao, the change that will be caused to this universe and to many worlds - what do you think?"

"If you think it's good and you're willing, I'll move this Seal of the Ending Cycle away, and don't be angry anymore. I'll send a message to all the civilizations in the universe afterwards, asking them to work for the Pioneer Space and make everyone contribute, so that the Pioneer Space can repair the damage you suffered in the past due to the Hedao war!"

[...You're strong, what you say is what it is]

And the Cosmic Will of the sealed universe, which was suppressed by the Seal of the Ending Cycle, was silent for a while, and then sighed: [But to be honest, aside from the fact that I have to suppress my anger and can only think rationally because you are too strong]

[It's really good, Primordial Candle Dragon]

[Even I long to have a dream of your Dao, so that I can let go and face the failures of the past with equanimity... I don't need you to join the Dao, I would even take the initiative to accept your Dao, so that I can become better]

It said with emotion: [Unlike all the arrogant and selfish former Dao creators who only thought of themselves]

[Primordial Candle Dragon, you love all beings, you are a good child]

"Because this is correct."

Hearing this, Su Zhou was not proud, but took it for granted.

Raising his head, his words were frank: "This is innovation."

"This is the Dao I have created for myself after experiencing many correct things."