The endless gravel road seems to never end.

Yu Ling has lost the concept of time. She doesn't know how many hours she has been walking, or how many days, or even how many months, or how many years?

If it weren't for the fact that the phantom array detector Zi Chenruo sent him had no response, Yu Ling would have suspected that he was trapped in an endless phantom array.

But if it’s not a magic array, then what is it?

The space structure here and the endless gravel road make no sense.

Yu Ling even doubted whether he was dreaming.

Wait, a dream?

Is this... really a dream world?

Is it his dream, Yang Zhaoke's dream, or someone else's dream?

Yu Ling tried to come up with an idea and wanted to quickly walk to the end of the gravel road.

So the next moment, the originally endless stretch of gravel road was interrupted. Yang Zhaoke suddenly realized that he stepped into the empty space and fell down.

Another idea came to Yuling's mind, she needed something to catch her.

Then a piece of light feather floated over, gently held Yang Zhaoke, and swayed in mid-air.

How could it be so magical? Yu Ling couldn't help but wonder, even dreams can be divided into sweet dreams and nightmares. How come here, he can actually have all his wishes come true, as if he has become the master of this space?

As his thoughts changed, this white mist-filled space soon underwent earth-shaking changes. There was sunshine, blue sky, white clouds, lush green grass, and a gurgling river in the distance, clear.

Yu Ling's reflection was reflected.

Yang Zhaoke was still walking forward persistently. Yu Ling wanted her to stop, but this time she failed.

Yu Ling really couldn't figure it out, and was about to call Shuo out to discuss it together, but there was silence in the spiritual ring, and even Yu Ling couldn't sense the existence of Gu Yong deep in the soul sea.

He seemed to be the only one in this dream-like world. Although Yang Zhaoke was there, she was completely sleepwalking and could not respond to the outside world.

It would be better if it was a little popular, Yu Ling couldn't help but think of this idea.

Then people of all kinds, men, women, old and young, appeared in front of him, and the original quiet and peaceful environment was instantly replaced by noisy.

Yu Ling looked at everyone in astonishment, hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and asked an old man, "Where is this place?"

"You have to ask yourself this. Where do you think it is?" the old man said with a smile.

"Who are you?" Although Yu Ling felt that this question was a bit silly, after all, these people seemed to be "created" by him, but since they have thinking and intelligence, there is no harm in chatting.

"Who do you think I am?" the old man asked.

"How do I know?" Yu Ling felt so tired.

"If you don't know, I don't know either," the old man said.

"..." Yu Ling really couldn't go on, it was all nonsense.

"Brother, come play hide-and-seek with us!" A little girl suddenly jumped over.

Yu Ling looked at her face, it looked like the end of winter.

"What's your name?" Yu Ling asked.

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "Whatever you think my name will be, I'll call it that."

"..." Yu Ling felt that she shouldn't speak.

He thought that the appearance of these people would help him understand the nature of the world, but instead he became more and more confused.

Can anyone tell him what's going on?

The old man who spoke before suddenly showed a strange smile: "This is a world that belongs to you alone. You are the god here. You can have whatever you want. You are the master of everything."

Yu Ling said solemnly: "I just want to leave here and return to the real world."

"What is true? What is false?" the old man said quietly and left.

Yu Ling's soul throbbed, as if he sensed something dangerous approaching, but was helpless. He anxiously wanted to escape from this dream world, but this idea never got the answer.

He wanted the power above the phantom god, so he became incredibly powerful in an instant. He easily destroyed the world he created, but there was still white mist around him, as if everything was back to where it started.

How can I wake up from this dream?

Maybe committing suicide? But he really didn't dare to try it easily, what if he really died.

Yu Ling cut a wound on her hand, and the scar healed automatically before the bright red blood dropped. It was no different from the real situation.

It was clear that there was no danger coming, but Yu Ling felt more and more uneasy, as if there was an invisible rope tightening around his neck, slowly tightening little by little.

This can't go on...

Yu Ling simply no longer cared about Yang Zhaoke who continued to walk forward, but sat down cross-legged, abandoning all thoughts, forgetting this weird dream world, forgetting the ghostly sound of the flute, and forgetting all the chaos.

of foreign objects until... he forgets himself.

The waves of the soul sea suddenly rose one after another, and Yu Ling seemed to hear the sound of breaking glass. When he returned from the state of selflessness and opened his eyes again, the surrounding scene became completely different.

An old man with white hair and a childlike face was very close. When Yu Ling broke free from the dream space, the other man suddenly groaned, blood gushed out from his orifices, and his face was filled with an incredible look. He looked almost exactly the same as the old man in the dream just now.

Yu Ling subconsciously wanted to stand up, but found that he could not move at all. Countless thin translucent crystal threads were wrapped around his body. They were extremely tough and strong. Even if he used all his mysterious power, Yu Ling could not pull off one of them.

"Don't waste your efforts. This is Tianjing Silk. Even if a strong blood coagulation expert is bound, he can't break free." The old man wiped the blood from his face and stared at Yu Ling with interest.

Yu Ling really couldn't understand why he suddenly became a prisoner, but this did not prevent him from quickly coming back to his senses and taking stock of his surroundings.

Behind him is the long canyon from which he came, and is surrounded by a forest of shadows. Ancient trees are jagged and lush, and any tree towers into the clouds. Only the subtle sunlight shines through the strange star-shaped leaves, dotted with scattered light.

The old man was not alone in the forest. Not far away, there were at least hundreds of dark figures, all of them marrow cleansing warriors. Two of them were particularly eye-catching. One was a handsome young man in white robes, with eyebrows as dark as the moon.

Her bright eyes are like stars, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and she is even more beautiful than a woman. Coupled with her gentle and peaceful temperament, no one can feel bad about her.

The other person was a middle-aged man with an expressionless face, always standing with his hands behind his back, standing beside the handsome young man. However, judging from the attitude of the people around him, he didn't look like a bodyguard. The two seemed to be equal in status.

Although his profound strength was only around the level of the marrow cleansing stage, Yu Ling had no reason to think that this person was particularly dangerous.

Maybe it's because there is a huge wolf-like beast lying next to the man. It has pure gray fur without a trace of luster. It looks faint as if it has swallowed up all the light. It has an extra eye on its forehead, half open.

Shuan was slapping his tail in boredom at the moment, seemingly very docile. But Yu Ling could faintly feel the bloodthirsty murderous intent in this strange beast, and I was afraid that even the strong blood coagulant would not be able to take advantage of it.

But such a ferocious beast nuzzled beside the man like a domestic dog, letting him stroke the hair on its head.
Chapter completed!