Yi Feng had a dream while lying on the beach.
He dreamed of his previous life.
A bottom-rung corporate slave who, despite his young age, had slept under bridges, started businesses, experienced both highs and lows.
He had married once but later divorced, then returned to his hometown to open a fried chicken shop. Though ordinary, life was manageable.
Occasionally, he would meet up with his childhood friends for drinks, living a relatively stress-free life.
That day.
As usual, he was heading home after work on his small motorcycle.
Although it was already eleven at night, that overpriced Northern dumpling shop was still open, bustling with customers as always.
A BMW stopped in front, and a woman with wavy hair, wearing black stockings and tall black boots, stepped out.
Yi Feng couldn't help but take a second look.
After passing the dumpling shop, he came to a three-way intersection.
At the intersection, several young thugs, apparently drunk, were making a loud commotion.
Yi Feng kept his head down and passed by without looking at them, wanting to avoid trouble.
Wait, why did this feel so familiar?
Yi Feng suddenly had a jolt of realization.
He remembered that this was the day he had transmigrated.
Next, there would be an out-of-control dump truck...
Sure enough, the next moment, the dump truck came crashing toward him...
The scene shifted.
Yi Feng saw a world that blotted out the sky.
More precisely, he was looking down at this world from a god-like perspective.
In this world, there stood a solitary figure.
Clad in black robes, he stood suspended in the air, both lonely and dignified.
Motionless, he seemed to be waiting for something.
Suddenly, he raised his head.
In the sky, the power of universal laws manifested.
Without warning, torrential rain began to fall.
The raindrops formed meteor-like streaks as they fell, turning the ground into an inferno, creating a devastating scene of destruction.
The black-robed figure endured the impact of countless meteors under the rain.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
Explosions radiated outward from him, engulfing the entire world.
As the rain stopped and clarity returned, the black robe was in tatters.
"Crack!"
Countless ice shards descended from the sky.
Centered on the black-robed figure, ice spread for thirty thousand miles.
They could clearly see the thin black robe trembling under the extreme cold.
Yet he remained standing, never retreating from his position in the sky.
"Whoosh!"
After the ice came a world engulfed in flames.
In the interweaving of ice and fire, the black robe disintegrated, revealing a dazzling golden body beneath.
In the sky.
Thunder roared, storms raged, and the clouds parted to reveal a lightning pillar ten thousand miles in diameter forming.
"Boom!"
The lightning struck the golden body, dimming its radiant glow significantly.
As lightning encompassed him, the ground erupted with tornados, whirlwinds that lifted seas and flattened mountains, soon enveloping the golden body in their furious assault.
After the storm passed, the golden body was dim and covered in cracks.
Without a chance to rest, the clouds parted again as light poured down.
In an instant, the world was bathed in white light, as if everything would melt away, particularly where the golden body stood, as if it were the focal point of all the world's light.
After the light faded.
Eternal night descended.
Boundless darkness made light impossible to see, with even souls shrouded in pitch-black extremity.
After the interweaving of light and darkness, the golden body cracked and scattered, leaving only a skeleton where the proud figure once stood.
Yet even as mere bones, he remained standing, defiant against the nine heavens!
At this moment.
From the depths of the universe.
A bell tolled.
The skeleton tensed.
Mysterious forces pierced through the universe, breaking through everything to envelop the skeleton.
The skeleton nearly fell apart, its body sinking in the air.
But then, another bell tolled from the universe's depths, followed by more...
Boom boom boom boom...
The skeleton's body was on the verge of shattering, its bones gradually cracking, but it never fell.
Then, the ninth bell tolled.
Seemingly combining the power of all eight previous tolls, the skeleton's form fell from the heavens at such speed that it created fierce sparks with the air, lighting up the entire sky.
After what seemed like an eternity.
The sky cleared, returning to its true form.
The ground too returned to normal, with green mountains and clear waters teeming with life.
And the black-robed figure, now reduced to bones, had vanished without a trace.
On the beach, Yi Feng.
Suddenly awoke.
Touching his forehead, he found it covered in cold sweat.
"Damn, what's going on, why did I have such a strange dream?"
"And these two parts, they're connected so abruptly!"
"It's not just that they have little connection, they have absolutely nothing to do with each other!"
Yi Feng grumbled in complaint.
If he had dreamed of becoming an immortal after death and needing to undergo some kind of tribulation, that would have made sense.
But he clearly remembered that the black-robed figure enduring the universal laws wasn't him.
What was the point of someone else enduring heaven's tribulation after his death?
It made no sense at all!
This dream was so unusual that it left Yi Feng in a daze.
After splashing some seawater on his face and eating some dry rations, Yi Feng shook his head to clear his confusion.
Then he took out a map.
He located the Sword Valley where Piaomiao Hong resided.
Because when they had parted, Piaomiao Hong had told him that if the inheritance was successful, he could find her in Sword Valley, where she had prepared a subsequent death plan for him.
Whether this death plan was reliable or not, Yi Feng, who had no other options, could only make the journey.

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