What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?!

Zhuoxin Temple, one of the top three demonic sects in the Central Continent.

Although it has been low-profile for nearly a hundred years, as if it were hidden from the world, no one present expected that the esteemed Saint of Tianxu Mountain was actually an undercover agent for Zhuoxin Temple.

If not seen with their own eyes, no one would believe this.

It must be known that the status of a Saint is exceptionally prestigious, highly valued by the sect leader and revered by countless people.

Even if they were to step down from the position of Saint, they would at least become one of the top elders in the sacred land.

In the future, even the position of sect master might not be out of reach.

With such extraordinary resources from the start, why would Zhou Qifan help Zhuoxin Temple?

This was something the Saintess of Tianxu Mountain, Zeng Ling, truly could not understand.

How could the once refined, understanding senior brother possibly be a demonic undercover agent?

Zeng Ling, unable to believe it, took a hesitant step forward, muttering, “Senior Brother, you—”

Before she could finish her words, Zhou Qifan struck her heart meridian with a palm, killing her on the spot.

And Zhou Qifan’s face still bore a smile.

He cupped his hands towards Lin Fengyuan and said, “Senior Lin, there are still two more from the Azure Cloud Sect, Saint Ye Yu and Saintess Yun Roumu. After dealing with them, we can leave Zhenmo Mountain. Our sect leader is waiting outside, ready to assist at any time.”

Lin Fengyuan’s gaze shifted to Ye Yu and Yun Roumu.

He did not speak.

Yun Roumu conjured a magic sword and stood in front of Ye Yu.

“Junior Brother, I know your strength surpasses mine. But against Lin Fengyuan, we have no chance of victory. You go, I’ll stay…”

“In the future, if possible, do not forget me. I really do like you!”

Yun Roumu’s soft voice was filled with resolve. She quickly placed several instant escape talismans on Ye Yu, preparing to send him away.

Ye Yu could tell that Yun Roumu had already resigned herself to death.

This foolish woman, so naive.

How could someone targeted by a mid-stage Ascension Realm cultivator successfully use escape talismans?

Before you could even channel your spiritual power, the surrounding sword energies would shred the talismans instantly.

In front of high-level cultivators, escape talismans are virtually useless.

But to be honest, Ye Yu was deeply moved.

Yun Roumu’s affection had always been intense.

Thus, he raised his hand and knocked Yun Roumu unconscious, then removed the escape talismans from her body.

He had seriously considered.

With his current early-stage Tribulation Crossing Realm strength, he might still have a fighting chance against Lin Fengyuan, who was in the mid-stage of the Ascension Realm.

Although it could not be said to be a guaranteed victory, but if all his trump cards were used, it might not end too badly.

Ye Yu wanted to try, but there were things he did not want Yun Roumu to see. So, besides knocking her unconscious, there seemed to be no other way.

However, Ye Yu’s actions left Lin Fengyuan and Zhou Qifan stunned.

Clearly, they could not understand what Ye Yu meant.

Was he preparing to sacrifice his teammate to show loyalty?

Was this betrayal too swift?

Ye Yu swung his right hand and clenched his fist in the void.

A massive soul summoning banner— Slaughter Immortal suddenly appeared.

In an instant, the temperature inside Zhenmo Mountain plummeted, and countless restless spirits surged forth, their mournful wails sending chills down one’s spine.

As the soul summoning banner’s inscriptions glowed with light, on the ground, the corpses of several Saints and Saintesses slowly gave rise to faint blue spirits.

They gradually flew out, and were then instantly drawn into the powerful suction of the soul summoning banner.

In just a few breaths of time, when they emerged again from the soul summoning banner, their eyes were blood-red, their bodies seeming almost tangible.

They stood respectfully beside Ye Yu, along with the other spirits.

At this moment, Ye Yu appeared far more like a demonic cultivator than Lin Fengyuan.

Zhou Qifan felt his brain was nearly overheating.

No way, no way?

The Saint of Azure Cloud Sect is also a demonic undercover agent like himself?

Should this be considered a coincidence or a sign of the righteous path’s downfall?

Ye Yu ignored Zhou Qifan’s astonished gaze.

Because, in his eyes, a mere Divine Transformation Realm cultivator was not worthy of participating in this battle.

Once the fight began, with just the spirits from the soul summoning banner Slaughter Immortal, he would be devoured completely.

The only one who truly posed a threat to Ye Yu was Lin Fengyuan!

Just as he prepared to unleash a full-scale battle, he suddenly felt the surrounding sword energy freeze, then gradually dissipate.

What was going on?

Lin Fengyuan stood with his hands behind his back.

In a hoarse voice, he said, “I didn’t expect that after thirty thousand years, the Ye family still hasn’t forgotten the promise.”

“Very good! Let’s go!”

Upon hearing these words, Ye Yu was completely confused.

What did it mean?

Ye family?

What was he talking about?

Lin Fengyuan had no intention of explaining. He immediately transformed into a streak of sword light and surged out of Zhenmo Mountain.

Zhou Qifan frowned slightly.

From the recent conversation, it could be inferred that Ye Yu was also a demonic cultivator, and it seemed that the Ye family’s ancestor had made some promise with Lin Fengyuan.

This relationship appeared to be much closer than that of their own Zhuoxin Temple.

Thus, Zhou Qifan’s smile grew even more radiant.

“I truly was rude earlier. I didn’t expect that we are still teammates. We should continue to stay in touch in the future!”

After leaving this remark, Zhou Qifan flew straight out of Zhenmo Mountain, leaving Ye Yu alone, standing in place.

Confused by the swirling wind?

What exactly was happening?

At the peak of Zhenmo Mountain, the five great Sacred Land leaders arrived one after another.

Before they could even steady themselves, they saw Lin Fengyuan transform into a streak of sword light, preparing to leave.

Seeing this, Tang Shaojin, the Sect Master of Tianxu Mountain, immediately formed hand seals.

In an instant, a gigantic mountain suddenly appeared and descended steadily.

Above it stood two golden-armored divine figures. They wielded magical artifacts and glared down below, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.

Clearly, Tang Shaojin hoped to use this to force Lin Fengyuan back.

The other sacred land leaders were also busy. If Lin Fengyuan escaped, it would become a major threat in the future.

Since the seal was already broken, they had no choice but to act.

Luo Ze and Ning Ruyu, the Sect Master of the Xiaoyao Palace, and others, all exerted their powers to reinforce the mountain.

Under their efforts, the mountain appeared as a divine mountain, its brilliance shining like stars in the dark night, with resounding sacred chants.

The power was so great, it even caused the surrounding space to warp.

However, in the face of absolute strength, everything was but an illusion!

Lin Fengyuan’s thoughts moved, and a long sword, red as fire, appeared before her.

Lin Fengyuan grasped it with one hand and thrust it forward.

The divine mountain shattered explosively, and the light that had gathered was like a fleeting moment. It suddenly vanished.

The golden-armored divine figures, under the sword’s aura, turned into dust.

A single strike shattered all laws!

Luo Ze, Ning Ruyu, and the others were struck by the backlash. Their figures were violently thrown backward, their faces ashen.

Among them, Tang Shaojin even spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Fengyuan stood holding the sword, like a descending demon god.

She looked at Luo Ze and the others, about to strike again.

Suddenly, her whole body trembled.

The exquisite face under the mask turned a bit pale from the pain.