What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 905

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“Truly ridiculous! Who do you think you are? With the two Sacred Hall Envoys here, you still dare to make a scene? Envoys, please—let him taste your power!”

Niu Shixiao, believing himself invincible with Zhuo Kong and Zhuo Yi at his side, tried once more to bluff. Yet having been so ruthlessly mocked by Yue Wanqiu at # Nоvеlight # the Succession Ceremony, he couldn’t resist another outburst. After shouting his challenge, he even bowed half a step, gesturing for Zhuo Kong and Zhuo Yi to step forward.

To his utter shock, the two envoys immediately turned on him, slicing him down where he stood. The suddenness of it left Niu Erhua and Niu Li staring in wide-eyed disbelief. Ye Yu, however, offered no explanation. He simply led Yue Wanqiu away from the Manniu territory and set off toward the Sacred Hall—today’s mounts: Zhuo Kong and Zhuo Yi. Not as illustrious as Elder Qiao of the Hall, perhaps, but better than nothing.

Half an hour earlier, when Yue Wanqiu had recounted her Dreamscape experience, Ye Yu had sensed something amiss: a strange woman in his place of fall, and the lost Scripture of the “Emperor” vanishing without reason—far too many coincidences. He’d debated whether to wait for Nangong Jingtang to reunite and then slip back alone into the Yao Realm to infiltrate the Hall. But the arrival of Zhuo Kong and Zhuo Yi changed his mind. Already in the Yao Realm and with the Hall’s envoys seeking him out, why wait? Better to go now and settle everything once and for all.

With two Demon King Realm apex warriors serving as his “mounts,” Ye Yu and Yue Wanqiu swiftly reached the Sacred Hall’s outer perimeter. A monkey demon guardian frowned in surprise at their approach.

“Zhuo Kong? Zhuo Yi? Why are you escorting strangers in like this? If Elder Qiao sees you, you’ll be in trouble!” the monkey demon exclaimed. As Sacred Hall Envoys, they should show no deference to outsiders.

Before the guardian could finish, Zhuo Kong and Zhuo Yi struck, weaving an array to pin him motionless. In the next breath, a thousand-zhang Zhaohun Banner Lu Xian (the Soul-Summoning Banner Lu Xian) descended from the sky, impaling the demon’s chest. Within moments, the once-powerful Demon King Realm warrior was reduced to a thin shred of paper, his soul trapped upon the banner’s surface. Despite his struggles, liberation was impossible.

Ye Yu, with a thought, swaggered past carrying the banner, entering the Sacred Hall. In their prior battle, he’d nearly exhausted the banner’s million souls—but here, among the Hall’s demon kind, the banner would be well fed.

The commotion soon drew other demons out, eager to investigate. Ye Yu selected three he fancied at first glance and unleashed his Shen Yu Kong Xin Jue (Spirit-Domination Mind-Control Art) at its limit. He could control up to five Demon King Realm apex warriors simultaneously to fight the other envoys—but numbers alone wouldn’t suffice. So he produced the Wan Gui Ye Xing Tu (Ten-Thousand Ghosts Night-March Map), unleashing countless spirits like a tidal wave. Paired with the Zhaohun Banner Lu Xian, it was more than enough to resist any Sacred Hall Envoy.