Chapter 838 - 831: Weak

Chapter 838: Chapter 831: Weak

GURGLE GURGLE!!

Within the safe house, black threads surged and finally locked into place.

An unfamiliar world took shape.

Aside from the faint, indistinct glimmer of light where Zhou Yuanjue stood, the surrounding areas were swallowed by dense, pitch-black darkness. Spiritual Will could not spread or explore within it. It felt gloomy and cramped.

A strong sense of oppression washed over him. The surrounding darkness seemed to be slowly moving toward him from all directions.

However, he noticed that the distance between himself and the encroaching darkness wasn’t shortening; it remained constant.

In other words, his body was continuously shrinking as the darkness closed in.

At the same time, he could feel his body becoming increasingly weak, filled with a sense of powerlessness. It seemed that as his body shrank, his immense Power was vanishing, to the point that even his realm was dropping.

There was a legend in Ancient Donghua that shaving the three flowers from the crown of one’s head would result in losing all Cultivation. This was probably exactly what that felt like.

Soon, his Physical Strength was reduced to that of a mere mortal.

But even so, Zhou Yuanjue’s expression remained unchanged. He slowly stood up from the ground and observed his surroundings.

"Is this some kind of ability? It feels familiar. I think I’ve experienced a similar ability on Earth..." Zhou Yuanjue muttered to himself. Everything around him evoked a strong sense of familiarity.

"Right. It’s the Nightmare Domain of Mo, the Master of Nightmares."

A look of reminiscence appeared in Zhou Yuanjue’s eyes. Without realizing it, he had been away from Earth for a very long time. He wondered how everyone on Earth was doing now, and whether the Blazing Fire Organization had invaded.

Before he joined the Primordial Star Organization, the Black Lotus Steward had promised to help look after his home planet. Although Zhou Yuanjue didn’t know why the Steward was so proactive about his affairs, he could sense that the man had no ulterior motives. With Steward Level power looking after it, Earth should be safe and sound.

His thoughts raced, but as the speed of his shrinking body increased, he finally snapped back to reality.

Ah, Dream Realm-type abilities. The Master of Nightmares once possessed this kind of power, which had caused Zhou Yuanjue a lot of suffering and nearly wiped out the entire human civilization.

After Sealing all the Twelve Primordial Ancestors, he had even researched this ability, attempting to integrate its structure into himself to master Dream Realm-type power.

Unfortunately, this structure was incompatible with him. Perhaps there were other undiscovered reasons that made him unable to master it, leaving him no choice but to give up.

However, his in-depth research and rich experience made him very familiar with this type of ability, allowing him to recognize it at a glance.

"Dream Realm-type abilities are often linked to will and Spirit. The initiator takes the initiative, dragging the opponent’s Spirit into a Dream Realm they created. They then impose various suggestions and guidance on the opponent’s Spirit to achieve specific effects.

"Everything seems real, but in truth, it is all an illusion created by the Spirit, which is why all sorts of bizarre things occur. If those entering the dream lack a resolute Spirit to maintain their lucidity, they will follow the initiator’s suggestions completely. Ultimately, they will lose themselves entirely, forfeit their ability to resist, or even face death.

"Right now, the surrounding darkness and the weakening of my body and realm are ’guidance’ given to me by the opponent. As long as I can realize this, the effect of this guidance is already halved.

"Logically speaking, I’m in a safe zone and shouldn’t be attacked. Yet, the opponent could still pull me into a dream. This shows that his abilities are not weak—he can even bypass the safe zone’s Laws. Has a new Assassin from the Ghost Ruins Organization arrived?"

Zhou Yuanjue lowered his head and pondered.

BOOM!!!

Suddenly, violent tremors erupted in the distant darkness, causing Zhou Yuanjue’s body to sway along with them.

WHOOSH!!

Terrifying gales howled, sweeping in right after the tremors. Weakened by the darkness, Zhou Yuanjue’s body was nearly blown away by the fierce wind.

BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!!

Violent tremors rumbled continuously, and the gale howled without end. Only then did Zhou Yuanjue realize that the vibrations sounded like footsteps. Something unimaginably massive was approaching him.

RUMBLE!! RUMBLE!!

Lightning suddenly flashed in the distant sky. For a brief moment, the entire darkness was illuminated. But the next instant, all light vanished alongside the lightning, plunging the surroundings back into complete darkness. Lightning flashed and thunder rolled. The instantaneous alternation of light and dark inflicted an immense sense of oppression, dizziness, and terror upon living beings.

Through the flickering light, Zhou Yuanjue faintly caught sight of the entity approaching him.

It was a towering giant that seemed to connect heaven and earth. He wore a long black robe and had extremely pale skin. His head was as massive as a planet, and his solid black eyes brimmed with a terrifying dark light. At this moment, he was leaning down slightly, staring at Zhou Yuanjue—who stood motionless on the ground—as if looking at a mere insect.

"Tsk, it seems he’s completely fallen into the dream? That was really effortless. At this level, I can probably subdue him effectively just with the Dream Curse, right?

"Hmm, I’ll figure out a way to torture his Spirit first, planting seeds of fear and dread in his subconscious to erase any thoughts of resisting the organization.

"An Ice Pheasant Moon Level genius? Overrated. Perhaps Spiritual Will is his weakness? Makes sense. Even the greatest geniuses have Domains they don’t excel in," Heimeng mused.

The incomparably massive Heimeng looked down at the insect-like Zhou Yuanjue. Seeing him standing there blankly, as if completely lost in a state of chaos, and noting that all suggestions and influences were proceeding smoothly, Heimeng assumed he had the situation fully under control.

A faint smile curled the corners of his mouth.

WHOOSH!!

He slowly raised his leg and stomped down toward Zhou Yuanjue on the ground, preparing to ravage the other party’s Spirit.

Compared to Zhou Yuanjue’s tiny body, Heimeng’s foot was like a falling continent, casting a crushing, pitch-black shadow over him.

BOOM!!!

The massive foot crashed down.

HISS!!

However, Heimeng immediately felt a sharp, piercing pain in his sole, as if he had stepped on a steel nail. He wondered, "What is going on?"

He violently lifted his foot, only to see the insect-like Zhou Yuanjue looking up at him calmly, completely unharmed. "This guy?!" he thought in shock.

"How unexpected. I thought that someone capable of using abilities through the safe zone would possess considerable strength, but it seems you’re actually very weak.

"Is your Spirit simply not powerful and Solid enough, or did the safe zone’s protective Laws come into play, preventing you from fully utilizing your abilities?" Zhou Yuanjue stared at the giant and said softly.

"I’m weak?"

Heimeng’s expression froze for a moment, and the smile on his face completely vanished.

RUMBLE!!

Terrifying lightning crackled, coiling around his body. An overwhelming aura of pressure spread out, making him look like a creator Divine Being.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

He violently raised his foot and relentlessly stomped down on Zhou Yuanjue’s body, over and over again.

The entire Dream Realm quaked, but Zhou Yuanjue’s insect-like body was as unyielding as a steel nail. Heimeng’s continuous stomping brought him nothing but a piercing pain radiating from his own Spirit. He thought frantically, "Just what is going on with this guy?! How can someone possess this level of spiritual hardness?!"

Although the safe zone had weakened the Dream Curse, and the clues he obtained weren’t perfect, the power of the Dream Curse should still easily dispatch ordinary beings above the Second Layer Transformation Boundary.

After all, Spiritual Will was a Domain most living beings did not excel in.

"Stop wasting your effort. Don’t you know you’ve chosen the wrong battlefield?" Zhou Yuanjue said softly.

CRACKLE!!

A terrifying series of explosive pops erupted from his body. His tiny frame, as if breaking free from some unseen shackles, began to grow wildly at an exponential rate.