Dominating Martial King
Chapter 184 - 184 181 Three Cuts and Six Holes Three s in One

184: Chapter 181: Three Cuts and Six Holes (Three Chapters in One) 184: Chapter 181: Three Cuts and Six Holes (Three Chapters in One) Content will be updated later, please support the genuine version.

Please refresh and read after 6 a.m., no additional charge is required for subscribers.

The content will change exactly at 6 a.m., if there are no changes in the chapter content, please pull down on your APP’s bookshelf a few times to refresh it.

“It seems I’ve truly transversed…”

In the luxuriously decorated carriage, Zong Shou looked at the round mirror in front of him with an expressionless face.

The image in the mirror was of a young boy who had not yet come of age.

He appeared to be around thirteen, with a pale complexion, but his features were unusually handsome and delicate to an exceptional degree.

A pair of narrow phoenix eyes shimmered with light.

However, at this moment, they were filled with a bit of bitterness and helplessness.

He remembered that not long ago, he was just an exceedingly ordinary face, the kind that absolutely couldn’t be found if thrown into a crowd.

He worked as a librarian in the capital of a small country in Cloud Realm, leading an aimless life, with the most common of identities.

Yet unexpectedly, when he woke from this dream, his body had changed into that of such a handsome young man.

Although he looked slightly sickly and frail, he was undeniably exceptional in his looks.

Even the top male stars known for their handsomeness in his previous life couldn’t come close.

If there was anything lacking, it was just his demeanor.

At this moment, however, Zong Shou felt not a trace of joy but only a sense of sorrow and helplessness.

It was like a fish that was once free to roam in the vast ocean, suddenly finding itself on land.

All around him, apart from the suffocating strangeness and surprising wonder, there was also a sense of fear and loneliness.

Unwilling to give up, Zong Shou pinched his cheek harder, immediately feeling a surge of pain.

Naturally, he found no traces of cosmetic surgery on his face.

“—There’s the sensation of pain; could it be that I’m not dreaming?

But what identity do I hold now?

And this godforsaken place, where exactly is it?”

‘Zong Shou’ was the name found in the memories of his current body.

He had another name in his previous life, but in his current situation, that was meaningless to him.

Muttering to himself, Zong Shou sighed and looked away.

His heart was filled with despair, and he had completely lost hope of returning or ‘waking from the dream’ of any sort.

In fact, several days had passed since he switched to this body.

Nearly every time he woke from sleep, he would repeat the same actions as before.

And today was the seventh day.

Looking at the carriage’s interior decorations, it seemed like he was in the ancient times, yet not quite accurate.

Upon moving the curtains aside, he saw a vast expanse of wilderness as far as the eye could see, verdant and refreshing, with air that was pure and invigorating, utterly devoid of the pollution of his era.

Looking further down, he noticed that the carriage, though it had wheels, was suspended in mid-air, three feet above ground.

The sixteen single-horned steeds in front were also moving through the air, capable of undulating up and down.

Therefore, even though the carriage body was massive, with just the cabin alone taking up forty square meters, it could navigate any complex terrain as if on level ground.

And at this moment, no one was steering up front; it was rushing straight ahead, speeding into the distance.

The cuts and sword marks on both sides of the carriage were also extremely concerning.

Zong Shou felt dizzy and slumped onto the soft couch padded with swan-velvet.

The horses were tamed spiritual beasts, and the carriage was a Cloud Flipping Chariot.

Yet, as far as he knew, these two items only appeared in the Cloud Realm twelve thousand years ago and should be antiques from a distant past.

Then, with just a mere thought, a series of memories flashed through his mind.

All were fragmented and incomplete.

Among them were many characters and numerous faces.

Sometimes practicing martial arts, sometimes reading books.

He had seen life-and-death battles, witnessed people flying to the skies or burrowing into the ground.

And then there was a towering mountain that pierced the heavens, an inconceivably large academy occupying most of an island in the middle of a lake.

It felt both unfamiliar and familiar, with an inexplicable sense of fear.

His emotions were complicated to the extreme.

In the deepest part of his mind was the only completely intact memory segment, composed of numerous mystical characters put together to form a complete book.

These characters were extremely familiar to him; he could even say that he knew them like the back of his hand.

He had studied them extensively during his student days and had even published specialized papers on them.

“Indeterminate Spirit Emperor Technique, and this Demon Language.

Could this place really be the era from over ten thousand years ago, where Martial Cultivators and Spirit Masters reigned supreme?

These features in the memory shouldn’t be mistaken—”

Thinking of the telekinesis and various spiritual energies displayed daily by the Spirit Masters in the fragmented memory of the academy, Zong Shou’s lips twitched slightly, but his face was full of confusion.

He had seen similar scenes before, but they were in games.

In later generations, Cloud Realm banned private duels, and with the decline of spiritual energy, only certain ‘Holy Land’ areas retained a stronger presence.

Martial arts and telekinesis began to fall into decay, and with the emergence of various machines, technology flourished.

However, the people of Cloud Realm were known to carry the genes of their ancestors, who struggled against the world, cultivating a spirit of perseverance and fierce courage.

Unable to practice martial arts normally, they could only seek solace in the virtual world of gaming.

The most famous of these was a virtual holographic online game called “Divine Emperor.” It was said to have invited all the contemporary, surviving martial arts experts, and hundreds of historians to fully recreate the era thirteen thousand years earlier, just before the Divine Emperor emerged, a time when heroes were plentiful.

The practice of martial arts and telekinesis, along with all aspects of daily life, were recreated to be as close to reality as possible.