Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Since you've chosen such a place and created such an atmosphere, shouldn't you lift the restrictions on me? Shouting at the top of your lungs won't help; it will only add to the fun.

As Fan Zui was thinking this, he was unexpectedly able to make a sound.

"Witch, I am the man you can never have!"

The sound echoed throughout the hall.

The sun is setting, and a gentle breeze is blowing.

The bed curtains fluttered, looking exactly like a scene from a Lam Ching-ying zombie movie, where Chun-sheng was offered himself to a female ghost.

With a wave of his hand, he manipulated it to fly up and pounce on him.

"There is no man in this world that I cannot have. You are just a dreamer who doesn't even know what a dream is. What makes you so confident?"

The voice carried a hint of menacing demonic power, its enchanting tones striking the very soul with each utterance.

Fan Zui suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if he was about to fall into a coma.

However, the turmoil in his heart made it even harder for him to calm down.

How did this witch know he was a dreamer?

"System, what's going on? How did she know my identity?"

[Ding, dream sequence, explore on your own...]

"Will she really do *that* to me here?"

[Beginner's Guide: Try it and you'll see.]

As he got closer and closer, Fan Zui's heart suddenly started pounding again.

Body temperature also gradually rises.

Fan Zui roared angrily.

"The elixir you just took can bring withered trees back to life, and I have a secret method for doing so."

"Heal my wounds, what more could you ask for in this life?"

The demonic power seemed to emanate from the highest heavens. Just moments before, the sky was still bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, but in an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

The wind blows.

In broad daylight, under the clear sky, he was about to be plucked by this witch to heal his wounds.

What a shame!

In the pouring rain, with visibility obstructed, Fan Zui roared hysterically:

"I'd gladly heal your wounds, but I want to be on top!"

"You have no choice."

The voice was calm, yet it brooked no argument or rebuttal.

This witch is extremely powerful!

Fan Zui suddenly felt very hot. He realized that this was because the effects of the pill he had just taken had fully kicked in and were beginning to slowly devour his life force.

Damn it, what kind of witch is this?

If I could possess all the demonic energy in the world at this moment and transform it into the power of a demon descending upon the world, I would surely overturn this situation.

He then turned around and pinned her down.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Fan Zui felt his body instantly break free from the binding force.

A powerful force surged forth from the heavens and earth, coming from all directions.

The demonic energy almost solidified into a tangible form.

In the sky, the spatial barrier suddenly broke, and dark demonic energy from the void flowed continuously into Fan Zui's body.

The surrounding space showed signs of collapse and disintegration.

"Stop right now! What have you done?!"

At this moment, the witch, who had remained as steady as a mountain and completely calm, finally showed a hint of panic in her voice.

Fan Zui himself was completely bewildered as he experienced all of this.

However, he seemed to understand something.

This is a dream world, where bold ideas and immense power abound...

Thinking of this, he felt as if he had grasped some incredible key to dreams.

The sky was filled with lightning and thunder. Beneath the void, Fan Zui surveyed the world, his voice booming:

"Witch, are you ready to welcome your king?"

Chapter 6 [Bullying the Witch]

The voice carried a trace of the power of the Great Dao of the Heavens, capable of destroying everything in the world.

The entire palace was completely destroyed in an instant.

Fan Zui couldn't help but sigh, the power of dreams is indeed strong.

It can even be done without any basis, relying entirely on wild imagination.

In reality, such a violent power of the Great Dao can probably only be possessed by legendary Earth Immortals.

Under the demon's power, Fan Zui finally saw the witch's face for the first time.

The surrounding curtains had been completely destroyed along with the palace.

Only the floating bed remains intact, seemingly waiting for something to actually happen.

She lowered her eyes, concealing her beautiful light blue eyes.

Her thin, cherry-red lips were tightly pursed, faintly shrouded in an aura of indifference.

She gently lifted her long, thick, black eyelashes. After shedding her unrestrained and charming demeanor, what replaced her was an unapproachable indifference.

Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes as bright as jade, and her every glance exuded a refined and elegant air that captivated all who beheld her, making them feel inferior and ashamed of their own appearance.

However, her disheveled appearance at this moment, combined with her aloof and lively demeanor, possessed a captivating charm that lingered in the mind.

A woman sitting with her lap will surely be provoked!

Her long, flowing purple hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall.

Dancing in the wind under the fierce gale.

She wore a purple nightgown, casually draped over her shoulders.

At this moment, Fan Zui believed that any normal man, upon seeing this witch, would most naturally rush towards her.

As for the consequences, at this point, who cares about those things anymore?

However, he was not an ordinary man after all.

So he held back.

Moreover, he forcibly suppressed the raging hormones within his body using his powerful demonic arts.

"Woman, from now on I'll ask you questions, and you'll answer them. If you say one more word, I'll..."

Fan Zui stood floating in the air, and as far as his eyes could see, the witch was already imprisoned on the large bed, unable to move an inch.

In the sky, the spatial rift gradually dissipated.

"You took my Demon Clan's aphrodisiac pill and had no effect whatsoever. Dreamer, you really are no good."

The witch was spread out in a starfish shape, powerless to resist, bound to the soft bed by the immense strength of the demon.

Looking at the young man in the sky with overwhelming demonic power, the witch decisively switched to mocking mode.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a clear, sharp "crack" sound of clothes tearing.

Looking down, he saw that the clothes he had simply draped over his shoulders had been torn to shreds by the power of the demon.

"First question, what's your name?"

"Although I don't know who you are, I will remember you. If I find you one day, I will repay this humiliation a hundredfold."

After saying that, she closed her eyes, as if activating some kind of secret technique, preparing to end the dream and escape the sea of ​​suffering.

This is the best and most direct way to have nightmares.

But soon, she opened her eyes again.

A flicker of panic and disbelief crossed his eyes.

How could this be? I've lost control of this dream and can't stop it.

Who exactly is this person? How did he manage to enter his dream and turn it into his own world?

No wonder he possessed such terrifying power just now.

This person is no ordinary person.

"who are you!"