Taking Yun Meng in Hand

Meanwhile, in the outside world.

Zhao Han shuddered all over, just like an ordinary person suddenly twitching in their sleep.

Then he abruptly opened his eyes, his brows drawing together.

Feeling the warm body in his arms, Zhao Han was filled with questions.

In this Dreamscape, Yun Ling'er was practically invincible. Was it simply because she was the heroine?

Then why was no one able to stop the Nightmare when it entered other people's dreams?

It seemed the Dreamscape had changed somehow, leaving even the Nightmare unable to resolve the situation and trapped.

He sat up and stared fixedly at Yun Ling'er, who was daydreaming, then examined the black Cloud Pattern Jade Pendant in his hand.

Zhao Han pondered, "Yun Ling'er is only at the Aperture Opening Realm. She doesn't even have the strength to stop the Nightmare, and her mental power was utterly crushed."

"Something external must have interfered to trap even the Nightmare."

"Could it be this pendant?"

He felt over the pendant, turning the thought over in his mind.

As for being killed so easily inside the Dreamscape, Zhao Han didn't care.

It was only a dream. Who couldn't daydream? I've dreamed of being Thanos before.

As a supporting character who'd forced his way in, dying had no effect whatsoever. He wasn't the Nightmare's actual target.

The Nightmare could kill people in the Dreamscape, and it could only escape by killing the heroine, Yun Ling'er. Even if it killed me with its own hands, it wouldn't affect the real me at all.

"Old Immortal, how much time has passed?" Zhao Han asked, looking toward Jiang Bu Si, who was concealed in the shadows.

Jiang Bu Si replied, "Master, three hours have passed."

"Three hours?"

"Looks like time flows at nearly the same rate in the Dreamscape and