Chapter 2665: Who Have You Been Waiting for?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Song Shuhang was confused.

So, who does the Immortal Daoist really want to talk to?

Who is his hope pinned on?

“Could it be me?” Song Shuhang suddenly had a curious thought. After all, he’s currently inhabiting the body of the ‘Immortal Daoist’ and driving the plot of this illusionary realm.

So, perhaps the Immortal Daoist’s soliloquy was directed at him?

“Maybe he sensed my interaction with this dream. It’s like how the greats like the Scholarly Sage and Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven sensed his presence back then. So, am I becoming the Immortal Daoist’s hope?” Song Shuhang pondered.

If that’s true, then I am the Immortal Daoist’s hope? Why do I suddenly feel like I’m stepping up my game?

If that’s the case, in the future, if I encounter that disrespectful guy who wants to blow up the universe, should I step up and teach him about filial piety and love, let him understand the greatness of maternal love?

“No, no, let’s not get ahead of ourselves… Otherwise, it’ll be like the sun at the beginning, expanding too much and ending in explosion.” Song Shuhang suppressed his urge to boast.

A man should only boast when necessary, not on trivial matters.

While he pondered, the Immortal Daoist’s plot continued.

Just like the abridged version Song Shuhang had seen before, the Immortal Daoist built a tomb for himself and sealed himself inside.

“It’s over,” Song Shuhang said.

The final scene was the Immortal Daoist unexpectedly bursting out of the tomb.

Since he already knew the plot, the scene of the Immortal Daoist suddenly turning around and reopening the tomb door didn’t startle Song Shuhang— because this time, he was the one opening the door.

“Who are you?” The Immortal Daoist suddenly exclaimed. This line wasn’t in the previous abridged version.

In the next moment, the Immortal Daoist’s face was engulfed in karmic flames, leaving only a pair of emotionless eyes visible. He dashed out of the tomb and disappeared.

At the same time, the dream realm collapsed, returning to gray mist.

Song Shuhang was confused.

For some reason, he felt that the Immortal Daoist’s last line, “Who are you? was directed at him.

“Could it be that the Immortal Daoist didn’t see the scene of me interacting with the dream? Then who was the person he said he placed his hopes on? Could it be the ‘audience’ watching the dream?” Song Shuhang speculated.

“If it’s a member of the audience, then is it Lady Onion who resembles the Wielder of the Will? Senior White? Senior White Two’s thigh?” Several guesses flashed through Song Shuhangs mind in an instant.

Or… was it Heavenly Dao Bai?

Song Shuhang had a vague guess about the Immortal Daoist’s ident.i.ty. If he combined this guess, then the hope of the Immortal Dao might be the Heavenly Dao White who hadn’t validated his Dao yet!

“If the hope is really Senior White of the Heavenly Dao, then it’s a mismatch. Senior White of the Heavenly Dao, shortly after taking office, played around with his position as the Heavenly Dao…” Song Shuhang thought.

Whoosh- A gust of demonic wind blew past, dispersing the gray mist around the tomb of Tyrannical Song.

Everyone snapped out of the dream.

Song Shuhang stood by the tombstone, feeling melancholic.

“Senior Song, was that dream a glimpse of the future?” Seeing him, Soft Feather called out with concern, “Is future Senior Song really going to save the world and then die?”

Unlike when they were immersed in the Immortal Daoist’s shoes, Soft Feather,

Sixteen, and the others hadn’t heard the exchange between the Immortal Daoist and the irritable old brother. The version they saw was closer to the abridged version Song Shuhang had received last time.

“Don’t worry, that’s not me. In this dream, I’m just a small actor pa.s.sing through. For some reason, I was pulled into the dream to play out the whole plot,” Song Shuhang rea.s.sured Soft Feather, Sixteen, and the others, “The dream just now should have happened at some point in the past.”

“A plot from the past?” Father Goudan pondered in the distance.

As for Song Shuhang, he looked at the Almighty Merchant thoughtfully.

Could the Almighty Merchant have some connection with the Immortal Daoist in the dream?

Previously, the Almighty Merchant had suddenly shed tears of sadness and looked at the Tomb of the Immortal in a daze. Moreover, Song Shuhang had activated the ‘Immortal Saving the World’ dreamland twice, and both times were related to the Almighty Merchant.

Could the Almighty Merchant be the reincarnation of the Immortal Daoist or something?

Should he test it out?

“Boss Almighty Merchant, what is the hope you’ve been waiting for?” Song Shuhang asked enigmatically.

The Almighty Merchant replied with an extremely cold and emotionless gaze, “I’ve always hoped to completely blacklist you, Tyrannical Song, and never let you out of the blacklist again! It’s best if I never see you again in the future!” Song Shuhang was speechless.

“Sage White, this transaction is complete. I still have some things to attend to here. We’ll meet again,” the Almighty Merchant bid farewell to Senior White’s clone.

Next was the G.o.d Creation Plan’ that Sage White had mentioned. An outsider like him couldn’t continue to stay here for such a secretive plan.

Therefore, the Almighty Merchant casually found an excuse and left.

“We shall meet again, Fellow Daoist,” Senior White’s clone replied with a cupped fist.

The Almighty Merchant then said goodbye to Sixteen, Soft Feather, Fairy White Dragon, and the other members. He didn’t say goodbye to Song Shuhang.

After bidding farewell, the big shot opened the spatial gate and left.

“Shuhang, check if Ninth Cultivator of True Virtue Tyrannical Songs tomb has been affected,” Senior White’s clone instructed.

“Yes, wait a moment,” Song Shuhang got up and went to his tomb. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet’s body, using the ‘Tomb of Nine Virtues’ Control Array to check the condition of the tomb.

After the formation rotated once, Song Shuhang fell into deep thought.

There were no problems with the structure of the tomb and the various array formations… However, at this time, the ‘Ninth Cultivator of True Virtue Tyrannical Songs tomb’ had an additional ‘illusory’ feeling.

It felt like it was somewhere between reality and illusion, similar to the feeling when the Immortal Daoist used the power of ‘reality and illusion’ to transform his tomb.

“Is it because of the influence of the Dream Realm’s nomological power?” Song Shuhang guessed.

However, this change should be a kind of evolution. Making the tomb between illusion and reality was something Song Shuhang needed to do in the future.

In addition, when Song Shuhangs divine sense came into contact with the ‘Dream Realm’s law collection’, he actually sensed waves of’ kindness ‘from it. The combination of the Dream Realm’s laws didn’t resist Song Shuhang at all.

Instead, they seemed to be attracted to each other.

This meant that Song Shuhangs mental energy was very compatible with the laws of the Dream Realm.

“Is it because I have the ability to enter dreams?” Song Shuhang guessed in his heart..