This was a battlefield.
The once emerald-green grass had been corroded into a pitted mess by black liquid. The originally lush trees had withered until only their trunks remained, with a few ghastly white eyeballs occasionally hanging from them.
A string of fingers bleached white from soaking crawled across the ground, with half a palm trailing behind.
"Chop!"
A sharp sword plunged down. The fingers and palm let out ear-piercing shrieks, but a mass of gray mist rose from the sword and suppressed them.
Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, drew out his longsword, and sheathed it with practiced ease. This had merely been an ordinary encounter battle—a low-level Wandering Dream containing one Screaming Nightmare and dozens of Ghost Eyes.
If such a lineup were placed in the Reality Dimension, it could probably wipe out an entire mortal kingdom within a month. It could also slaughter every last person in an Immortal Cultivation Sect guarded by a Nascent Soul Stage expert.
But here, it could only provide this Dream Projection of Zhang Yang with one unit of Cinder Essence.
Cinder Essence was a specialty of the Dream Dimension. Even in the Reality Dimension, it was highly sought after. One unit of Cinder Essence could be sold for roughly five to ten units of Cosmic Law.
Apart from that, Cinder Essence's greatest use was resisting dream invasion.
The monsters native to the Dream Dimension were endless and bizarre in every imaginable way. They were based on Dream Law, and Dream Law was in turn based on that mysterious Ancient Law. Their origins were incredibly formidable.
Thus, once dreams invaded reality, even the invasion of the simplest monster would greatly weaken and erode the forces within the Reality Dimension.
Zhang Yang had conducted an experiment himself.
Using a secret technique, he