Chapter 925: Justice

Qiu Ming Mountain Speed was completely dumbfounded. Good things never came his way, yet he was always the one to take the fall?

"I'm having such a tough time..." Qiu Ming Mountain Speed felt utterly defeated. Why was it always the most handsome ones getting beaten, while those ugly, grotesque, leggy creatures ran rampant and enjoyed themselves?

It seemed that the dreams of creatures from all corners were merely "incubation"—a prelude to a grand dream. They constantly self-suggested that they were Emperor Qi, imitating his behavior, logic, movements, cultivation techniques, and even his talents.

Dreams were truly incredible; they unlocked one's deepest potential, enabling feats unimaginable in a conscious state. For instance, now, by dreaming of being Emperor Qi, one could surprisingly acquire Emperor Qi's prodigious learning ability!

"Could such an uncanny martial arts school truly exist?" Emperor Qi took a deep breath.

The battle fully erupted.

Overwhelmed by the opponent's relentless attacks, Emperor Qi was forced to respond. In a daze, he felt as if he were fighting himself, intimately familiar with his own weaknesses and techniques. Both sides exploited the other's vulnerabilities, seeking to suppress them.

"No, he's becoming more and more like me..."

Emperor Qi's expression turned utterly grim.

"This person's combat prowess isn't strong, and he clearly has no intention of killing me. He's simply here to provoke me... He wants to continuously learn and extract information... I cannot afford to be entangled with him any longer."

Emperor Qi felt an indescribable sense of impotence. It wasn't that he couldn't kill his opponent, but that he *couldn't* kill him.

Even if the opponent continued to mimic him, becoming another version of himself with corresponding talents, it would still only be a quarter of his own power. If Emperor Qi unleashed his full strength, he could naturally eliminate the opponent. However, this was merely a quantum battle body. Within the opponent's martial arts philosophy, this was merely one of the opponent's dreams. Emperor Qi found himself within that dream, and even the entire universe was considered part of the opponent's dream. How then could he possibly defeat such an opponent?

He could not locate the opponent's dormant main body.

"I cannot kill him, and I certainly cannot get entangled with him," Emperor Qi decided, "otherwise, it will play into his hands, allowing him to fully integrate information and become even more like me... Retreat!" With a decisive step, Emperor Qi vanished from his spot. "This land is too bizarre; pure combat power alone cannot prevail here!"

"Don't go. Let us spar in martial arts once more."

The old man, who was his opponent, had already transformed into another Emperor Qi—a handsome, imposing young man. With his hands clasped behind his back, he slowly advanced through the void. "Could you examine my technique and tell me if anything is amiss? I... always feel it's not quite right, not perfectly fluid."

This sensation felt far too much like a wicked martial art, imbued with an unspeakable, dreadful evil—truly a system born from a civilization of evil gods.

The very next second, this cloned Emperor Qi began to master the Earth Mother Goddess's speed technique. His speed surged rapidly, subtly building momentum to catch up.

"His learning speed... it's actually similar to mine... this ability is truly astonishing," Emperor Qi thought, continuously leaping and flying forward, deeply shaken as he observed the impostor behind him.

*Whoosh*.

Moments later, a figure shimmered into view in the distance—it was the Martial Alliance Leader. Upon seeing Emperor Qi approach, the Martial Alliance Leader was slightly surprised, then smiled. "I knew you were a passionate individual of the martial world, always enthusiastic about sparring and discussing techniques."

Emperor Qi ignored him, flying directly past and stating coldly, "Your martial arts, we shall spar another day."

Before the Martial Alliance Leader could react, the first Emperor Qi had flown past and vanished into the horizon. Then, another identical Emperor Qi appeared, rushing from behind.

Another one?

The Martial Alliance Leader suddenly understood, clapping his hands in delight. "Hahaha, you old man, you've finally stopped dreaming of me! Go dream of someone else! It's also great that you're staying to fight me!"

This Emperor Qi also ignored him, flying directly past and stating coldly, "Your martial arts, we shall spar another day."

"You're completely in the zone!"

The Martial Alliance Leader paused, then burst into roaring laughter again. "Hahahahaha, this is great news, finally some good news! You old scoundrel who deserves a beating, you're finally going to torment someone else!"

If the Demon Lord's cultivation technique was the most terrifying and repulsive demonic martial art, striking fear into countless individuals across the martial world and keeping them awake at night, then Zhou Meng's technique was the nightmare of powerful cultivators who had achieved enlightenment. Zhou Meng was their greatest anathema; every Grandmaster in the universe harbored an intense hatred for him! That old man, who knew which mountain hut on which planet he was hiding in, indulging in his grand dreams!

His "Universal Dream" technique treated the entire cosmos as a mere dream, with his quantum battle body becoming a character within it, living out the life of another.

The Martial Alliance Leader himself never bothered with management, dedicating 99% of his day to martial arts practice. Yet, his reputation as the Martial Alliance Leader was impeccable in the martial world; he was highly revered, commanding respect and instant response. Naturally, this was all due to that old man's machinations.

Even You had been subjected to one of his grand dreams. Within the Carefree Sect, he had been exceptionally diligent, even teaching disciples on You's behalf and helping him cultivate an astonishing first chief disciple. Even the Demon Lord had been affected by him. The opponent had lived the Demon Lord's life, spreading nightmares far and wide, devastating planets into desolate death zones, instilling terror, and ultimately becoming the leader who unified the demonic sect.

Meanwhile, Mr. Cat witnessed the scene, a faint smile gracing his lips as he let out a sigh of relief.

"That repulsive old man, always dreaming everywhere... He dreamed of becoming me for centuries, then when that dream ended, he dreamed of becoming the Demon Lord... We've wanted to skin him alive, and now, finally, he's going to torment others."

"His 'Universal Dream' technique involves dreaming, achieving enlightenment within dreams, a grand dream spanning millennia... but the ones who suffer the disgust are us."

At this moment, the internet completely erupted. Everyone watching the scene found it incredibly surreal and bizarre. Could it be that Emperor Qi was finally being hounded and mimicked himself?

"How terrible!"

"Everyone, this is what happens when you build your foundation on copy-pasting! This ancient primordial god, who stood as the Solar Ancient God above the firmament, has always lurked behind the scenes through various eras, constantly learning, supplanting originals, and persecuting the creators of knowledge... leaving them no room to thrive."

"Especially now, Emperor Qi even enforces draconian terms, attempting to exploit cultivation methods developed by others. It's no wonder that Moe Girl and the others had to flee!"

Ultimately, the players were quite excited. Emperor Qi was finally experiencing a day where he was being pursued by Zhou Meng himself. They felt that this quantum martial world was truly remarkable, and that martial artists still possessed a fervent spirit, ready to draw their blades to aid those in distress, and they were quite formidable.

"However, everyone, let's not get too carried away. This is merely a minor annoyance for Emperor Qi."

"Indeed, we still need to remain on high alert and be extremely cautious!"

"True, if you consider the two previous battles, while they might have curbed his arrogance, it was merely a superficial advantage..."

"Consider this: the Martial Alliance Leader is an impenetrable fortress, unrivaled in defense and might... there's simply nothing for him to learn, which is why he avoids direct confrontation."

"And as for Zhou Meng, it's precisely the bizarre nature of his quantum martial arts that makes his true body untraceable... This fellow is like a shapeshifter, possessing neither specific weaknesses nor outstanding strengths against anyone; he's always an even match. That's why Emperor Qi simply departed."

"After all, while Emperor Qi *could* learn this technique, why would he bother with such a deeply flawed, lunatic martial art? It's simply not something he would learn, which is why he left."

That was indeed the case. The myriad-worlds civilization system was simply too exaggerated, and the outlandish nature of quantum martial arts caught them completely off guard. They weren't genuinely powerful and still couldn't truly threaten Emperor Qi. After all, he possessed over 1,700 lives and hadn't sustained any significant damage whatsoever.