At these words, the Ancient Dream Saintess jolted awake.
The confusion and terror on her face were all replaced by fury and resolve.
Her entire bearing seemed to mature by twenty or thirty years in an instant.
With a shriek, she once more condensed White Bone Armor bristling with spikes around herself, shredding all the nightmare tentacles entangling her.
"We have to find a way to escape this nightmare!"
Meng Chao had ample experience escaping Peach Blossom Paradise Town.
He knew that this kind of illusion, which interfered with brainwaves, stimulated brain cells, and formed directly in the depths of the brain, was bound to have boundaries.
Especially since he judged that "Jackal" Kanus's scheme had not yet been fully deployed.
Kanus had merely sensed his communication with the Ancient Dream Saintess and realized that she was highly likely to awaken and break free of his control.
That was why he had acted hastily and detonated it ahead of time.
That meant there had to be flaws in his setup.
This nightmare was far from impregnable.
For all they knew, the nightmare's scope was nowhere near as vast as it appeared. It might not be enough to imprison their two steadfast and unyielding subconscious minds at all.
As long as they swam with all their strength toward the edge of the surging sea of blood, they might discover that the so-called sea of blood was no more than a tiny patch of mire!
At that thought, a light like a Peerless Divine Weapon smashing through deadwood and rotten timber bloomed in the depths of Meng Chao's subconscious.
The light infected the Ancient Dream Saintess, multiplying her courage.
Yet just as the two of them conceived the thought of Escape from Nightmare, the Great Horned Rat God underwent an unexpected transformation