My Wife is A Sword God

Qin Feng was taken aback and quickly asked, “Who are you? Why do you want me to look for this Lord Of Marsh?”

The water of the lake rippled again, shimmering with light, and the soft voice continued to echo.

“In this calamity, mankind needs his help.”

“However, He is tired of conflicts and will not actively help you.”

Qin Feng heard this and asked curiously, “If that’s the case, what can I do if I find him? Beings like him are unlikely to be persuaded by me.”

“When you enter the transcendence realm, you have to consider cause and effect. If you can make him owe you a favor, then he must repay you.”

Qin Feng’s expression stiffened. It sounded simple, but reaching the transcendence realm was a feat in itself. Making someone like him owe you a favor seemed to be as difficult as climbing into the sky.

What surprised Qin Feng the most was that the soft voice he heard in the Dream Divination had never appeared before.

Was this the response of his subconscious or the influence of some mysterious entity?

He was about to speak up to inquire, but before he could, the voice spoke again, “Act before dawn.”

The voice suddenly became distant, and the water of the lake surged, engulfing Qin Feng.

Feeling a whirlwind, he opened his eyes and woke up from the dream.

As he looked around, he saw that the night had deepened, and the campfire was crackling. Except for the soldiers on watch, everyone else had fallen asleep.

“Brother, are you awake?”

“How long have I been asleep?”

“Almost half an hour has passed since you sat down and closed your eyes.” The second brother replied. 

“I slept for so long…” Qin Feng frowned slightly. 

After reaching the fourth rank, his soul energy and mental energy were far beyond what they used to be. Even after practicing all night, he would still be full of energy the next day.

However, just as he was about to start cultivating by integrating his consciousness into his Divine Sea, a strong drowsiness came over him, combined with the soft voice in his dream. He felt like there was a powerful presence influencing his will, delivering some kind of message through the dream…

Qin Feng’s eyebrows furrowed. The voice urging him to find the Marsh Lord still seemed to be echoing in his mind, serving as a reminder.

He looked conflicted and hesitated for a moment.

As an existence of the Transcendence Realm, the Lord of Marsh’s strength was akin to that of a deity. Even with his father present, he would undoubtedly be no match for him. What if the Marsh Lord decided to kill him? Wouldn’t that be certain death?

However, as the mysterious voice said, if they could get the Lord of Marsh’s help in this disaster, the probability of humanity surviving the crisis would greatly increase.

To go or not to go?

He looked up at the sky, the moon hanging overhead, clouds passing by, and time passing by.

Qin Feng remembered the scenes he had seen in his dream and what his father had mentioned about the Candle Dragon.

Isn’t it true that the existence of a transcendent realm can only be dealt with by a transcendent realm? 

The help of the Marsh Lord was indispensable!

With this in mind, Qin Feng gritted his teeth and his gaze became determined.

He turned his head to his younger brother and Father Qin and said, “I’m going to the mountains ahead to find the Lord of Marsh.”

Qin An’s face showed surprise. “Brother, are you out of your mind?! That being, even our master wouldn’t dare face it directly!”

However, Father Qin remained much calmer. With his deeper understanding of the mystical aspects of the Literature Saint Dao Lineage, he said, “Did you just dream something?”

Qin Feng nodded, and then proceeded to share the contents of his dream and his thoughts…

“I see,” Father Qin rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

If what Feng’er dreamed of, the Candle Dragon, was indeed going to appear in the world, then only Transcendence Realm beings would be able to deal with it.

Among the known Transcendence Realm figures of the human race, only the Heavenly Tower National Teacher and the Divine Guardian were known, but those two couldn’t leave the boundaries of the Imperial City for a thousand miles.

Even if the Heavenly Tower National Teacher could manifest avatars to assist in battle using the One Qi Divides Three Purities technique, how much combat power could an avatar truly possess?

“How confident are you?” Father Qin inquired.

Qin Feng shook his head. “I can only take it one step at a time.”

…

While the other guards were distracted, the father and two sons entered the mountains together.

It was pitch black all around, as if even the moonlight was blocked out.

Qin An sensed that the surroundings were extremely quiet, without any strong fluctuations. 

“Perhaps, as Father suspected, the Lord of Marsh has long since left this place.”

Father Qin noticed something unusual and solemnly said, “This is strange. How can such a large forest be so quiet?”

“It’s late at night, and the demons and ghosts have all gone into hiding. It’s normal,” Qin An shrugged.

Qin Feng’s expression turned serious. “It’s not just the absence of demons and ghosts. Ever since we entered this place, there hasn’t been a sound of insects or birds chirping.”

Qin An noticed and listened carefully, confirming his brother’s observation.

“In situations like this, it’s often because a powerful being is emitting an aura that causes all living things to avoid that area.” 

“Also, even though the trees here are tall, why is there not even a ray of moonlight shining through? It’s as if something massive is blocking the sky above the mountains,” Qin Feng looked up and saw only darkness, unable to see the night sky.

The colossal shadow blocking the sky seemed to be of unknown origin.

At this moment, Qin Feng suddenly remembered something and asked, “Little brother, if I remember correctly, you mentioned that the Lord of Marsh disappeared by jumping into the void?

“Yes, big brother,” Qin An replied.

Qin Feng and Father Qin exchanged glances, then said in a solemn tone, “Perhaps the Lord of Marsh never left this place. It’s possible that he’s still in the void, which is why we can’t track his whereabouts.”

“If that’s the case, how do we find him?” Qin An asked.

Qin Feng sighed, “I don’t know.”

Just then, the clouds above them parted, revealing the moon’s glow.

Qin Feng’s body suddenly lit up with a pure white light.

“Big Brother, your body!” Qin An exclaimed in surprise.

Qin Feng looked at the dazzling white light emanating from his body and felt somewhat confused. As the white light brightened, the entire mountain range underwent a strange transformation.

The emptiness rippled like a lake, and the layers of darkness were swept away by the white light, instantly expanding their field of vision.

Qin Feng and the others saw that not far ahead, a gigantic mountain peak had appeared, towering into the clouds and darkening the sky.

The surface of the mountain seemed to be covered in mud, pitch black and murky.

Boom!

The ground beneath their feet suddenly shook, and the massive mountain peak in front of them began to sway.

Father Qin sensed something, his face showing astonishment. He hurriedly shielded Qin Feng and Qin An behind him and stared at the massive mountain peak in front of them.

A bead of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Despite Father Qin’s second-level peak strength, he couldn’t help but feel instinctive awe in the face of such a terrifying presence!

At the top of the mountain, a pair of giant eyes opened, and the pressure descended like the collapse of the sky.

Not to mention Qin Feng and Qin An, whose legs were bent under the pressure, even Father Qin couldn’t help but let out a muffled grunt. Only by using the most powerful means could he barely resist the pressure. 

“Who dares to disturb my sleep?” A voice as majestic as a bell rang directly into the minds of the three.

Their very souls trembled!