What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 892

Letting immortals be flown like kites was also a manifestation of Qingci’s profound ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) loneliness, the only way she could amuse herself.

So, upon regaining consciousness, when Qingci sensed that her true body had already been subdued by Ye Yu, she made no fuss and asked only one question.

“From now on, will you play with me?”

“I won’t, but I can find someone for you to play with!”

Ye Yu summoned the Sword Spirit Xiangsi Zi with a flick of his wrist. Perhaps bound by similar experiences, the two of them got along splendidly.

And thus the scene before them unfolded!

Overjoyed, Qingci earnestly proclaimed to Ye Yu, “From today on, you’re my master—tell me who to hammer, and I’ll hammer them.”

To be frank, her behavior was rather childlike. Yet this was exactly the effect Ye Yu had intended.

He had no plans to return to the Wuwei Tower just yet; instead, he meant to further explore the Three Corpses Hall’s main sanctum, to see for himself the Demon Heavenly Lord that Tingyu had spoken of. With the Universe Rebirth Ruler in hand, he would have greater confidence.

A moment later, Ye Yu stood alone at the entrance to the Three Corpses Hall’s main altar. As for Xiangsi Zi and Qingci, he had withdrawn them. After all, a trump card concealed is far more effective than one brandished too soon.

The great doors, which had clearly been repaired since his last visit, exuded a thick stench of blood that made one’s stomach churn. Ye Yu frowned and tapped at empty air. Slowly, the doors of the Three Corpses Hall swung open.

The sight inside made his eyes widen. Nearly a hundred immortals stood on either side, all staring outward in unison. Their cultivations varied—from Immortal King Realm to Earth Immortal Realm. For someone already in the Immortal King Realm like Ye Yu, their numbers posed no issue; what troubled him was that he had already slain every one of them before. How could they stand here alive again?

No—he was mistaken. None of them had truly returned. Strictly speaking, these were corpses bereft of any soul, animated only by a ball of black flame within.

Could it be that these immortals had become this way because of that legendary Demon Heavenly Lord?

As Ye Yu pondered, a pale-faced middle-aged man emerged from the inner hall. When their eyes met, he broke into a smile.

“I never expected a guest today. My apologies for the lack of a proper welcome!”

At that time, he and his two brothers had miraculously fled the Mortal Realm and ascended together—a feat of three simultaneous ascensions. Everyone believed they would make a name for themselves in the Celestial Realm, themselves included.

But reality disappointed. Born of the demonic path, they bore inevitable traces of bloodlust and violence that could not be cleansed, even by ascension. When they sought to join any of the orthodox sects, they were repeatedly rejected. In his own words, to obtain authentic immortal arts and truly establish themselves, they had humbled themselves to serve other immortals like dogs—and still no sect would welcome them. They were tainted evil immortals, and it was hopeless.

They could not resign themselves to remain the lowest of the low in the Celestial Realm, mere ants beneath other immortals’ feet. Yet supreme immortal techniques were unattainable. Trapped and desperate, the three brothers decided to carve their own path: if no one would accept them, they would create their own evil-immortal sect. Thus was born the Three Corpses Hall.

In its infancy, the Hall grew rapidly. They ambushed lower-realm immortals to seize their immortal arts, then fused and improved upon them with their own practices, growing stronger step by step. Though they were hunted by righteous immortals countless times, they always emerged victorious. By the time of the Celestial Calamity, the Three Corpses Hall had already amassed tremendous strength and claimed dominance over the middle reaches of the Celestial Realm.

Yet the three brothers remained cautious, keeping a low profile, for they were gathering strength against the coming Calamity.

At this, Ye Yu’s expression suddenly changed. Disbelief edged his voice as he asked, “You knew the Celestial Realm would suffer a Calamity?”

The Demon Heavenly Lord beamed, pleased by the reaction. “More precisely, we’ve calculated that besides the Divine Realm, the other five realms will all face Calamities. It may sound incredible, but it’s true: more than just the Celestial Realm will be tested. By the way, we even met a little fellow who escaped from the Underworld; he confirmed that the Underworld too will suffer a Calamity. That proves our inference is correct!”

Ye Yu said nothing. He was best placed to judge whether the other five realms faced Calamities—he had traveled all but the Divine Realm. What the Demon Heavenly Lord said was indeed accurate. But since the Lord had no way to visit those realms, how could he know?