At the foot of Qingyuan Mountain.
In Baili Zhu's Cultivation Room, she was cultivating, but her mind had long since wandered somewhere unknown.
Here, she seemed like a walking corpse, traversing an endless expanse of land. The earth was pitch-black, and blood clots seemed to bubble up from the soil. From time to time, scraps of flesh could be seen turning over in it.
When she raised her head, the horizon was filled with billowing smoke formed by raging flames.
The smoke spread everywhere and swept across the surroundings, making visibility terribly poor.
As Baili Zhu walked through the smoke, she felt an indescribable heaviness, as though some enormous object were pressing down on her. It made every step unbearably difficult for someone who could normally soar through the heavens and escape into the earth with ease.
Especially...
Her eyes seemed unable to see clearly.
It was not merely because of the mist, but also because of her drowsiness.
She only knew that she was wandering across this pitch-black land soaked in countless streams of blood. Sometimes, closing her eyes felt just like falling asleep. When she opened them again in a daze, it seemed that she had already wandered for a very long time.
This was a nightmare.
Baili Zhu's conscious mind told her that this was a nightmare.
Yet she did not know how to wake herself.
Her body was exhausted and heavy to the extreme. Even keeping her eyes open seemed extraordinarily difficult.
Suddenly...
A figure seemed to appear within the smoke before her.
Upon seeing that figure, Baili Zhu struggled to open her eyes, as though she wanted to see his appearance clearly. She opened her mouth and tried to call out, "Qingfeng Gege?"
But...
No sound came out.
She could not make a sound at