The moment these two simple words were spoken, it was like millions of thunders exploding at the same time, tearing off all the threads and echoing in the minds of all living beings in the Weiyang Mountains.

Countless monks and laypeople trembled and woke up instantly. After a brief period of confusion, their expressions turned into shock and instinctive retreat.

The original Taoist couple now looked horrified at each other. They didn't know each other at all!

The former brothers are now trembling. They were once mortal enemies.

It turned out that the father, son, mother and daughter were all breathing rapidly, and there was no family relationship between them.

This is only part of it, there are many more sentient beings whose fates have returned to their original positions at this moment, they wake up, and they remember everything.

The same is true for the sect. Even the Yin Yang Huajian Sect cannot escape this scene, as some of its disciples are not from the Weiyang Mountains.

They just passed by and unknowingly became disciples.

But Yunxiazi was trembling at this moment, her hair was disheveled, and she suddenly raised her head to look at the mountain peak.

She is not the sect leader, nor is she the daughter of the ancestor of this sect. On the contrary, the other party is her enemy!

And as the living beings in the Weiyang Mountains awakened, and as their threads shattered, the dream ended.

All the causes and effects, all the backlash, all the interruptions from the gods’ dreams, all the evil caused, converge on the sacrificial dancer.

The screams were shrill and the wails were overwhelming.

The old man in the mountain grotto looked desperate, trying to struggle but to no avail. Every break of the silk thread turned into a dancing butterfly and engulfed him, causing him a certain amount of harm.

The damage caused by the number of living beings in the Weiyang Mountains was even more terrifying. The endless dancing butterflies flickered between illusion and reality, completely covering his body and devouring him crazily.

His body was visibly rotting away, and what made him most desperate was the backlash from the broken dream of the gods, which was not a force he could resist.

Under this backlash, the curse in his body exploded crazily, spreading throughout his body and covering his soul, causing him to fall into madness due to the pain.

Even if he knelt down and prayed to the gods, it would have no effect.

Finally, after a few breaths, swallowed by the endless dancing butterflies and the backlash of the dream of the gods, his whole body turned into blood and fell on the floor of the grotto.
Chapter completed!