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The dream world.

A cloud of black mist descended.

The mist condensed, diffused, and condensed again, eventually transforming into a completely indescribable, distorted phantom. Its form was constantly changing—

Collapse, distortion, and recombination. Flesh, black mist, and disordered textures entangle and decay wantonly, completely transcending the forms of all things.

It has no eyes or face, yet it possesses countless cold and eerie gazes that pierce through the void and are fixed firmly on Su Lingbai.

That gaze was everywhere, surging in from all directions, seeping into every pore.

Even a tiny leak of chaotic energy caused the entire dream space to violently shatter, its folds and collapse.

The rules of heaven and earth dissolved inch by inch, and an extreme chill instantly penetrated Su Lingbai's bone marrow.

A wave of despair and madness, originating from the depths of one's soul, crashed down upon them.

Su Lingbai's scalp was cracking.

All the magic in his body froze and solidified instantly.

Even her breathing was forcibly choked, as if an invisible hand was gripping her throat.

This thing doesn't belong to any living being in this world; it's a chaotic, bizarre, and insane aggregate. Staring at it for even a moment will cause one's reason to crumble madly, bringing them to the brink of complete insanity.

The blood and flesh scattered all over the ground were swallowed up and dissolved by the black mist.

No light remained in the world, and the entire dreamscape was utterly plunged into a deathly, endless darkness.

In just a brief glance, Su Lingbai's mind began to crumble and collapse inch by inch.

His mind was consumed by boundless delusion and madness, and his consciousness gradually sank into a state of chaos and confusion.

Su Lingbai has gone mad.

Her body stood stiffly, her eyes becoming empty and unfocused, her mind already corrupted by this indescribable and eerie presence.

The chaotic, distorted phantom slowly writhed.

The boundless, pitch-black mist surged and spread, slowly enveloping Su Lingbai, intending to devour her as well.

The mist touched her skin, icy cold, as if countless snakes were crawling all over her body.

At that critical moment of life and death—

A detached, aloof, and otherworldly female voice slowly echoed from the shattered void.

"roll."

The voice, neither hurried nor slow, pierced through the layers of surging darkness and chaos, settling steadily throughout the entire collapsing dreamscape.

The eerie black mist, which had been rampaging uncontrollably, abruptly stopped its writhing motion at this moment.

The terrifying sense of oppression, which was enough to devour everything, suddenly subsided by more than half.

In the void, the dark rift slowly unfolded.

A slender, pure white figure slowly emerged from the void.

The woman wore a minimalist pure white dress, her eyes were cool and indifferent, and her temperament was aloof and otherworldly.

She is one of the twelve witches—

The Wish Witch.

This dream world, this game world that unfolds step by step, was entirely constructed and controlled by her from beginning to end.

The distorted phantom that lingers between heaven and earth is an uninvited guest who has intruded into her game and shattered her rules.

The Witch of Wishes glanced indifferently at the chaotic phantom that was constantly twisting and collapsing.

His eyes were devoid of any emotion, only a cold indifference.

"It's nothing more than a strange creature from beyond the realm that has only just stepped one foot into the Emperor Realm, and hasn't even mastered the laws yet, how dare it shatter my dream and disturb my chess game?"

She parted her lips slightly, her voice clear and cold like shattered jade, devoid of any emotion, yet carrying the absolute power over the entire world.

"Witch Star, is this a place where you can act recklessly?"

The moment the words left his mouth, the entire collapsing dream abruptly reversed.

The previously collapsed space, dissolved rules, and extinguished light were all traced back and reassembled.

Suddenly, layers upon layers of binding power descended upon the world.

Lock that indescribable, mutated monster tightly in place.

That bizarre existence, which could drive even Su Lingbai mad in an instant and was terrifying beyond measure, was instantly bound by pure white shackles under the absolute rules of this exclusive dream realm, rendering it unable to move.

The raging, chaotic black mist surged and struggled violently.

It let out a silent roar, but couldn't break free at all.

The Wish Witch stood in the void, looking down at the imprisoned, bizarre creatures, her tone calm, yet carrying an undeniable air of absolute control:

"Extraterritorial filth, crossing the border to cause trouble."

"Suppress and seal them here."

She lightly raised her jade-like finger, and countless streams of shimmering white light surged forth from the void, transforming into a vast and continuous force of laws that layered upon the body of the strange creature.

The binding divine power belonging to the laws of dreams crushed it layer by layer, constantly devouring and dissolving its chaotic and filthy flesh and black mist.

The indescribable, eerie being sensed the impending death and immediately unleashed a torrent of ferocity, struggling and resisting madly.

In the darkness, an indescribable, eerie wail echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

It was not the roar of an ordinary creature, but an obscure and strange sound mixed with broken murmurs and hollow low moans.

Each sound entered my ears and pierced my soul.

It sends chills down your spine and evokes a sense of madness and a chilling feeling in your heart.

The distorted, chaotic body expanded and twisted wildly, violently colliding with the surrounding laws that bound it.

The shattered space trembled and cracked continuously, and boundless darkness and malevolent energy raged everywhere.

It launched a desperate counterattack.

Every struggle causes the entire dream to tremble violently.

The dark, turbid air surged and collided everywhere, and the shattered space emitted a constant, ear-piercing roar.

A silent, mournful roar echoed throughout the entire dream.

But all the struggles were ultimately in vain.

This is the realm created by the Wish Witch, who governs all the rules of this world.

The resistance of the filthy foreigners seems insignificant and laughable.

The Pure White Law continuously erodes and dismantles its body.

The monster's primal power rapidly declined and dissipated, teetering on the brink of complete extinction.

Just as this bizarre monster was about to be completely dissolved and annihilated—

Suddenly, the world was thrown into chaos, and unexpected changes occurred abruptly.

"boom--!"

The silent void above their heads suddenly shattered.

Dark spatial cracks spread out in all directions, as if tearing open a forbidden abyss beyond the realm.

A vast, pale, gigantic hand, covered in twisted and bizarre patterns, suddenly emerged from the endless void, bringing with it a boundless aura of death and decay.

This enormous hand lacked any flesh or muscle; its surface was swirling with chaotic and eerie black mist, its lines twisting and writhing. A single glimpse of it was enough to send chills down one's spine and shatter one's reason.

"Boom—!"

The giant hand ripped through the space with a fierce tear, and the resilient and stable Dream Dao Law space shattered instantly.

The layers of dream barriers crumbled and tore apart inch by inch.

Its target was extremely precise, and it went straight for the bizarre creature that was imprisoned by the laws and on the verge of death.

Clearly, they intended to abduct him.

The monster, on the verge of destruction, suddenly erupted with an eerie, extremely excited roar.

A mixture of broken murmurs and manic whispers, piercing and soul-crushing, echoed wildly in the collapsing world.

The Witch of Wishes, standing in the void, suddenly turned icy cold. The last trace of gentleness vanished from her indifferent eyes, replaced by a chilling coldness and oppressive aura.

She stared at the eerie giant hand that was tearing through her dream and forcibly intervening.

The voice was cold and piercing, carrying with it absolute authority over this dream world:

"A being from the realm of the dead dares to trespass into my dream and touch what is under my control?"

Before he could finish speaking...

The Wish Witch raised her hand.

The pure white Dream Dao Laws suddenly surged.

The power that originally suppressed the demons instantly reversed, transforming into layers upon layers of indestructible barriers of law, stretching across the heavens and earth.

This force forcefully resisted the grasping momentum of that strange giant hand, firmly blocking this extraterrestrial giant hand that was trying to seize its possession within the void rift.

On one side is the power of a witch who controls dreams and wields absolute authority.

On one side is a strange and unfathomable force originating from the abyss of nothingness.

Two terrifying forces were locked in a fierce stalemate between the shattered void.

The heavens and earth trembled continuously.

Tiny fragments of space crumbled away, and the entire dream world teetered on the brink of collapse, yet no one could advance it even an inch further.

The long, deathly silence lasted for a considerable time.

finally--

From the depths of that dark, deep spatial rift connecting to an unknown realm, a dull, cold, and emotionless voice slowly drifted out.

"Fellow Daoist, would you dare to step into my shop?"

The words fell.

The giant hand from beyond the realm, covered in strange patterns, withdrew its power and slowly retreated back into the dark spatial rift.

The oppressive feeling of tension and stalemate between heaven and earth dissipated slightly.

The jagged rift in the void slowly began to widen.

Through this still-open crack, the Wish Witch could clearly glimpse the scene on the other side.

It was a boundless, desolate chaos.

All things perished, and time and space became murky. There were no sun, moon, or stars, nor any living beings in the world.

And in the depths of this desolate, lifeless, and chaotic void—

There stood a solitary, ancient little house made of blue bricks.

It floats silently in the vast chaos, appearing out of place and extremely eerie.

Even more eerie, two pale white paper lanterns hung at the entrance of the small house, casting a faint, cold light.

Gazing upon that unknown, chaotic realm, and the mysterious entity hidden within it—

The Wish Witch showed no fear whatsoever.

His eyes were cold and aloof, his voice flat and indifferent, yet it carried an air of confidence and dominance.

"What is there to be afraid of?"

These lowly, hidden individuals, using the cracks to spy on and attempt to interfere in her dreamlike game.

They were simply not good enough for her.

She lifted her foot.

The hem of her pure white dress fluttered gently in the air as she slowly walked toward the still-open crack.