"What exactly is that thing?"
"Whatever it is, it's definitely not human."
"What does it want to do with ?"
Unknown fears are truly the greatest, and the thought of that unknown monster in reality made Zhao Haomiao increasingly uneasy. He once again activated the Dream Heart Scripture, struggling hard to break free from the dream state and wrestling with his body.
It seed that his body had beco more accustod to the struggle, and the Primordial Spirit and consciousness cultivated by the Dream Heart Scripture had gained experience in resistance.
He quickly opened his eyelids again and rolled his eyeballs towards the direction under the bed.
This ti, the blurry face was even closer, it had even crept out from under the bed.
And then Zhao Haomiao passed out again.
Back in the dream, the thought of an inexplicable monster slowly approaching him in reality made his skin crawl, and he imdiately activated the Dream Heart Scripture again, trying to wake himself up.
This ti, Zhao Haomiao's struggles were even more effective, almost as if the Dream Heart Scripture had improved through his continuous struggles, and he could almost open his eyes as soon as he awoke.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the gray head even closer, and he could clearly see that the face truly was a blur, completely indistinct.
Then the next mont, he fainted again.
In the dream, Zhao Haomiao's heartbeat seed to get faster and faster, "No good, that thing is about to reach , I must think of sothing."
This ti when Zhao Haomiao opened his eyes again, he saw the blurry face looking right at him.
Ah! With a roar in his heart, Zhao Haomiao tried to unleash the power of his Primordial Spirit, to unleash the strength of his body, but it was as if his body wasn't his own, suppressing all his outbursts within his sea of consciousness.
Following that was another faint sound, and he passed out again.
...
With a crack, Zhou Bai spoke with so hesitation, "…Did it break?"
"This guy is way too fragile!"
"Damn, speaking of which, what's with this guy? How can he keep waking up? He doesn't like sleeping that much?"
"And yet he can still resist the possession of my Primordial Spirit power, impressive."
On the other side, Christina poked her head in from the window, reminding him helplessly, "Zhou Bai, be careful, at this rate you're going to kill him."
Zhou Bai shook his head reluctantly, "No choice, have to try a different approach. Hmm? Wait a minute…"
Before Zhou Bai, a thick, dark chain rose from Zhao Haomiao's body, extending to Zhou Bai's own.
Zhou Bai breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally succeeded."
He directly activated his power, erasing the other's desires.
...
In the dream, Zhao Haomiao was struck with terror, the scene before fainting still lingered in his mind.
A sensation of goosebumps crawling all over his body kept erging from his heart.
"That head is right above now."
"It's face to face with ."
"What exactly does it want to do?"
The unknown brings the greatest fear.
At this mont, facing the unknown creature, the unknown attacks, and the unknown motives of the adversary filled Zhao Haomiao's heart with imnse panic.
He frantically urged the Dream Heart Scripture, he wanted to wake up! Wanted to face that face awake! He could not just die in a dream like this!
But in the next mont, he felt a slight change in his mind; he was no longer operating the Dream Heart Scripture.
His desire had been erased.
"Why resist, why wake up to face such monsters."
"I might as well keep sleeping, as long as I stay in the dreamscape forever, I'll never have to face the terrifying monsters again."
As the desire to wake up and confront the grotesque face was obliterated, Zhao Haomiao's heart surged with fear, and in that mont, he completely gave up on the idea of waking up, only wanting to hide within the dreamscape, to escape reality.
...
In reality, Zhou Bai looked helplessly at Zhao Haomiao, who lay on the ground motionless, showing no signs of awakening.
"What's going on? This guy doesn't want to wake up at all?"
Zhou Bai thought to himself, "Wait... could it be that what I eradicated was not his desire to stay asleep, but his desire to wake up?"
"Troubleso fellow, completely different from normal people's thinking."
Zhou Bai complained a few words, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll go in and talk to him."
He then saw his form move and his Primordial Spirit shot entirely into Zhao Haomiao's body, directly descending into his mind.
On the other side, Zhao Haomiao, who had painstakingly cultivated the Dream Heart Scripture for many years, was exceedingly familiar with the connection between the mind, consciousness, and Primordial Spirit.
Almost the instant Zhou Bai entered, he felt an extrely malevolent presence flood into his mind, and in an instant, it suppressed his Primordial Spirit and consciousness.
Zhao Haomiao was shocked, "Did that grotesque face co in? It can actually enter my mind?"
"Zhao Haomiao..."
"Zhao Haomiao..."
"Are you there?"
With that malevolent force's arrival, Zhao Haomiao could hear his entire mind echoing with a hoarse call, seemingly chanting his na.
'What do I do?'
'This guy can suppress my consciousness.'
'I'm no match for him.'
Zhao Haomiao tried his best to shrink his consciousness and Primordial Spirit as to avoid being detected by the other.
But in the next mont, he felt his Primordial Spirit wrapped by a malevolent force, and a dark voice filled with resentnt slowly said, "Found you."
Instantly, Zhao Haomiao felt his Primordial Spirit and consciousness suppressed by a force, as the connection between his body, Primordial Spirit, and consciousness was being continuously stripped away.
"Possession? Is it trying to possess ? Is this guy a disembodied Primordial Spirit?"
"This guy must be deranged!"
Zhao Haomiao finally reacted — it wasn't that he was slow to respond, rather, Primordial Spirit Ergence and possession were just too rare these days, too far removed from him, he hadn't thought of it at all at first.
Now understanding that the other was a disembodied Primordial Spirit trying to possess him, Zhao Haomiao struggled violently; he had no intention of handing his body over to a deranged Primordial Spirit.
And with his sudden outburst, it seed that he wrestled back a bit of control over his body.
Zhao Haomiao found himself able to see, hear, and once again had command of his senses.
However, the other's power was clearly stronger, and began to regain the upper hand bit by bit.
A sliver of despair flashed through Zhao Haomiao's heart, 'It's no use, I can't hold on.'
Just as Zhao Haomiao completely succumbed to despair, there ca a knock on the door.
Thump, thump, thump!
"Is Zhao Haomiao there? I'm Zhou Bai, I ca to talk to you about waste disposal."
Hearing this voice, Zhao Haomiao's eyes suddenly lit up with the light of hope, struggling to gain control over his mouth.
Finally, he yelled, "Help... help !!!"
Boom! With the door being broken open, a figure slowly walked in.
"Don't be afraid! I'm here!"
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