The figure stepping on the waves from the sea, dressed in a grand red Phoenix robe, was tall, beautiful, with misty hair like clouds, and skin like congealed fat.
She was like a Fairy descending from the heavens, with beauty that could overthrow kingdoms.
Who else could it be but the Daughter Queen, Zhuang Xiaomeng?
If it were anyone else, like Lu Fugui and the others, they would be utterly confused and disoriented, not knowing what was happening.
But Jun Xiaoyao had a faint smile on his lips, as if he knew everything.
"Sir, we meet again."
Zhuang Xiaomeng smiled at Jun Xiaoyao, a smile that could topple cities.
Jun Xiaoyao also smiled faintly and said, "Should I call you Daughter Queen, or... the will of the Forgotten Country?"
With a single sentence from Jun Xiaoyao, the truth was revealed.
Zhuang Xiaomeng's smile remained unchanged.
"I still prefer Sir to call me Xiaomeng, because that is the name Sir gave me."
Zhuang Xiaomeng spoke with a gentle smile, full of charm.
Jun Xiaoyao knew that this was a tacit admission.
From the moment he entered the Forgotten Country, he had an outlandish speculation.
The Forgotten Country was actually alive.
Or, to put it another way, the Forgotten Country had its own will.
It might not be a living person, but it was definitely an existence with its own thoughts and the ability to think.
Moreover, its Cultivation in the Dao of the Soul was terrifyingly high, at least at the Space Calamity Level.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to deceive Jun Xiaoyao's Constant Sand Level Primordial Spirit.
And many of the powerful individuals who came here were also misled.
Without an extremely strong Dao of Primordial Spirit, it would be impossible to set up an illusion to deceive everyone.
Strictly speaking, the Zhuang Xiaomeng before him was not actually the Daughter Queen of the Lost Land.
After all, that Daughter Queen was also an illusion born from the will of the Forgotten Country.
Now, this will had transformed into Zhuang Xiaomeng.
As the saying goes, Zhuang Zhou dreamt he was a butterfly, and the butterfly dreamt it was Zhuang Zhou—truth and falsehood, falsehood and truth, intertwined.
"It's my honor that you like the name I gave you," Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.
"I always feel that this name suits me very well."
"After all, who can determine what is real and what is fake in this world?"
"If a person is forever trapped in a dream, then for him, the dream is real," Zhuang Xiaomeng said softly.
Jun Xiaoyao looked deeply at Zhuang Xiaomeng and said,
"Honestly, although I know you are the will of the Forgotten Country, I don't know what kind of existence you truly are."
Although the Zhuang Xiaomeng before him appeared as a stunning beauty, she was merely an illusory form.
Who knew what lay behind this will?
"Sir will know very soon, after all, this dream is about to awaken," Zhuang Xiaomeng gazed at Jun Xiaoyao.
A hint of surprise flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
Was Zhuang Xiaomeng reminding him that the Forgotten Country was about to disappear?
If he didn't leave before it disappeared, he might truly be dreaming here forever.
"This sea should be the core of the Forgotten Country, right?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"That's right. Everyone who enters the Country should want to come here, after all, the most precious treasure of the Ancient Immortal Court is hidden here."
Zhuang Xiaomeng suddenly blinked, showing a hint of playfulness.
This was a bit unusual.
"Treasure? What?" Jun Xiaoyao was curious.
At the same time, he even wondered if the will of the Forgotten Country had reached some agreement with the Ancient Immortal Court to help guard its hidden treasures.
"You'll know once you go in," Zhuang Xiaomeng kept him in suspense.
Jun Xiaoyao was about to ask how to enter.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck his mind.
Immediately, he took out a flower.
It was none other than the Past Life Flower.
"Is it this?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"Sir is indeed clever," Zhuang Xiaomeng smiled.
"The Dream Tide is about to arrive. This is the final trial."
"If you can break free from the dream, you can leave the Forgotten Country."
"If you remain lost and don't awaken, you will forever become a part of the Forgotten Country."
Hearing Zhuang Xiaomeng's words, Jun Xiaoyao looked up at the yinghuo demon star.
Now, he finally understood that the yinghuo demon star controlled the Soul illusion power of the Forgotten Country.
And in the distance of the great sea, a vast fog surged forth.
That was the Dream Tide, which could engulf the Forgotten Country in a very short time.
That was the final test.
At this moment, the Past Life Flower in Jun Xiaoyao's hand lit up like a beacon, blooming magnificently, captivating and enchanting.
But Jun Xiaoyao was completely immune to it.
He then turned to Zhuang Xiaomeng and said, "Farewell."
In truth, Jun Xiaoyao knew that he would not be able to meet Zhuang Xiaomeng again.
Once the Dream Tide passed, he would naturally awaken and leave, and the Forgotten Country would disappear, awaiting its next awakening.
Zhuang Xiaomeng heard this and suddenly chuckled, "Actually, Sir can also stay and accompany me forever. I don't mind."
Jun Xiaoyao was slightly embarrassed, then smiled humbly and said,
"A beauty's invitation, I would naturally be willing, but I still have unfinished matters, so I can only thank you for your kind offer."
With that, Jun Xiaoyao stepped directly into the sea, and in a moment, he was submerged in the Dream Tide.
Zhuang Xiaomeng was speechless, then shook her head and smiled.
"I really want to keep him here forever..." Zhuang Xiaomeng murmured to herself.
Jun Xiaoyao was the most interesting person she had met among the countless beings across countless eons.
However, at the thought of that terrifying woman, Zhuang Xiaomeng couldn't help but shiver.
If she really kept him, that terrifying woman would probably destroy her directly, wouldn't she?
She might even completely erase the entire Forgotten Country.
Moreover, that woman had also warned her not to touch him.
"It's really strange, why would he be connected to that terrifying woman from the Nine Heavens?"
Zhuang Xiaomeng shook her head slightly.
That woman, like her, Cultivated the Dao of dreams.
However, that woman's power and Cultivation were even stronger than hers.
One person was a restricted zone!
"Never mind. For that woman's sake, and for the sake of you giving me a name, I'll give you one last gift."
As Zhuang Xiaomeng finished speaking, she extended her jade finger, and a speck of spiritual light followed Jun Xiaoyao.
In the Dream Tide, everyone's consciousness would completely become their dream self.
And the gift Zhuang Xiaomeng gave was that Jun Xiaoyao could retain a wisp of his own consciousness within the dream.
This was practically helping Jun Xiaoyao cheat.
This was absolutely unfair to the others who were lost in the dream.
"Finally, the promise to the Ancient Immortal Court has also been fulfilled."
Zhuang Xiaomeng sighed.
Her figure gradually faded and disappeared.
Meanwhile, on the other side of this sea,
Two figures stood there.
One of them, with golden hair and silver eyes, a born Divine Being, was none other than Di Haotian.
And the other was none other than the Ancient Emperor Child.