Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 65 Chapter 42 Dream Spirit Realm

Translator: 549690339

“Please command me, and I will do my utmost to fulfill your request.”

From their brief encounter, the newly born Hypnos had realized that pretending to be a docile and obedient person was of little use, so he decisively changed his attitude.

“Do you see where this place is?”

Looking around, Hypnos observed the surrounding environment intently. The first thing he noticed was the figure radiating light; he easily identified the other’s identity—a territorial god birthed from the ‘Mountain’.

What surprised him, though, was that he couldn’t make out the god’s face no matter how hard he tried.

“This must also be a dream,” Hypnos said with certainty after a moment of concentration, “a ‘real dream’ that has been separated from its master.”

This was a dream, but it was more than that. Normal dreams are built upon the spirituality of living beings, and when the host awakes, the dreams shatter along with them. But Hypnos could tell that this dream had become disconnected from its master.

As the power of the Spirit Realm merged with it, it gradually became more ‘real.’ Even if its master awoke, it could continue to exist.

“Yes, this is a sort of ‘real dream’.”

Nodding, Laine said with a smile:

“This is a human’s dream; he is receiving a deity’s reward, his greatest wish. Because the world he has traveled is only so vast, the size of this dream fragment has been fixed. In his eyes, deities are supreme; thus, the gods in the dream have no real faces.”

“Like this one, there are many dreams here. What I want you to do is ‘smelt’ these dreams, ‘reshape’ them, and then ‘piece’ them together.”

With a wave of his hand, the scenery before them instantly shrank. In a flash, the dream fragments in a hundred miles radius turned into a transparent bubble.

Around the two of them, countless bubbles were born and disappeared in rotation. These were the dreams of intelligent life on the Earth spanning hundreds of years.

Some featured humans as their protagonists, many more were of beasts, and Hypnos even spotted a few territorial gods among them. They were stacked together, reflecting off the power of the Spirit Realm.

The stronger the master of the dream, the more powerful the corresponding fragment. Hypnos could even sense signs of life in the dreams of some deities, vague though they were.

That was a new life, similar to the three thousand Evil Spirits of his dreams, yet entirely different.

‘Real dreams’ are the best material for bridging Order and Chaos.”

Turning to face the God of Sleep beside him, Laine granted him partial access to the third layer of the Spirit Realm.

The space-time of the Spirit Realm gets more chaotic the deeper one goes. But at the same time, the deeper one goes, the ‘broader’ the Laws appear.

To powerful spiritual bodies, the shallower layers of the Spirit Realm can feel oppressive, and they’re not conducive to their further growth.

Over the years, the Spirit Realm’s self-generated life forms and the souls of beings who died in external divine wars have mostly accumulated in the first and second layers, some even developing primitive social structures. Many of them have grown strong, gradually mastering extraordinary powers.

Thus, Laine has been contemplating what kind of material could stably exist in the chaotic space-time and give the shallow spiritual bodies a chance to adapt to the change from Order to Chaos.

Undoubtedly, dreams were the ultimate answer he chose.

“Your meaning is, you want me to turn the dreams into the cornerstone of this layer’s interface. And even after their main body takes shape, to have the ability to automatically absorb dreams and integrate them into itself?”

Feeling the interface permissions opening to him, Hypnos inquired.

“Yes,” Laine nodded, “Dreams are based on reality, yet they transcend it. They inherently symbolize the process of transformation from Order to Chaos.”

“Let the dreams close to the current world become part of the layer near the second level of the Spirit Realm. The exceedingly bizarre dreams can be constructed in areas near the fourth layer of the Spirit Realm.”

“Even some powerful beings’ dreams possess their own strength, and once they are built into part of the Spirit Realm, under the influence of the spiritual aura, they might even give birth to some special creatures of the Spirit Realm.”

As he spoke, Laine’s thoughts drifted. For a moment, he was reminded of some dark fairy tales he had read in a past life.

Serious fairy tales could never exist; after all, in dreams, people’s behavioral logic is closer to doing whatever they desire.

Add to that the inherently chaotic space-time of the Spirit Realm, Laine didn’t believe this place could naturally give rise to any ‘benevolent spirits.’

“I will follow Your command, Father God.”

Bowing slightly, Hypnos softly expressed his obedience.

Even though the realms below the fifth layer of the Spirit Realm seemed somewhat ‘confining’ to an existence of a True God like him, he harbored no intention of refusal.

Hypnos was not a being like Ikelip. He knew how to contain his power and overcome his instincts. Moreover, he didn’t feel, not even slightly, that Laine was asking for his opinion.

“Very well, go and do it then. Liana—”

Nodding his head, Laine summoned the Goddess of the Nether Moon.

“I am here, Your Highness.”

As always, her black attire transformed from ethereal to tangible, and Liana quickly responded to Laine’s call.

“He is a new god I have created, Hypnos. For the coming period, he will be responsible for constructing the third layer of the Spirit Realm.”

“She is Liana, my assistant. In my absence, any matters can be referred to her.”

Three crescent moons hung in the sky, and today, it just so happened that the Nether Moon was illuminating the outer world.

After introducing them to each other and observing the Goddess of the Nether Moon, who had managed the Spirit Realm diligently for the past centuries, Laine also felt a bit sentimental.

Even when he was in the Spirit Realm, he was often busy with the operation of the laws and assimilating Source Power. In actuality, the affairs of the Spirit Realm had always been managed by Liana.

The majority of the beings in the Spirit Realm had never even seen Laine. Just as they referred to him, ‘Great Ancient Spirit Will,’ in their eyes, Laine’s existence was but a legend, with Liana being the true ruler of the Spirit Realm.

“Liana.”

“Yes?”

The goddess in the black dress looked up, meeting Laine’s gaze. In his hands, part of the Element of Origin that the Spirit Realm had absorbed over the millennia was converging, intertwining with Spirituality to form a Multifaceted Crystal.

The power of Elements is quite special; it seems not to have a true higher Godhood. Like the Earth Element, it is influenced by Godhoods such as The Earth, Mountain, Celestial Body, Magic Power, Witchcraft, etc., yet it doesn’t fully belong to any of them.

Interestingly enough, while in Chaos, Darkness is stronger than Light, Life far surpasses Death, and Earth, Water, Wind, Fire are not equal, the powers of the elements do not follow this pattern.

They maintain a dynamic balance, appearing to be completely unaffected by the varying strengths of authority.

And Magic Power is even more peculiar. It is the result of intelligent life refining elements through the spirit, and its power is not constant. The purer the spirit of the being refining it, the more powerful the Magic Power becomes.

This power originally belonged to the owner of the Nether Moon, but now, it will belong to the new master of the Nether Moon.

“Liana, this is Magic Power,” Laine said with a smile. “It will become your moonlight.”

Strictly speaking, although Liana was called the Goddess of the Nether Moon before, what she actually governed was only the concept of the Nether Moon.

Because, at that time, the Nether Moon did not truly exist; it was a projection of the Spirit Realm into the Underworld, and its moonlight was actually the rotation of the seven crescent moons of the Spirit Realm shining down.

But from now on, the Nether Moon will have its own unique moonlight.

“To serve You is the purpose of my existence.”

As the new Multifaceted Crystal merged into her body, Liana’s presence became much more substantial. Her Divine Power remained unchanged, but the upper limit was raised yet again.

Without surprise, as the Underworld expands further, the threshold of potent Divine Power will open up to her. Even considering the unique nature of the Nether Moon within the Underworld, Liana may step into the realm of great Divine Power quite soon.

Meanwhile, the originally serene light of the Underworld began to change. The silvery brightness turned into dark purple hues, dispersing invisible forces.

Under such light, some of the corpses that had been brought to the Underworld and died for various reasons shuddered imperceptibly. Gradually, it seemed as if new souls emerged within them, burning in the form of flames.

Soulfire, that was their name. When the fire extinguished, it also signified the end of the wraiths’ rebirth.