Clash

The instant the other side made its move, the scene before Lin Chen's eyes blurred. The lofty ninefold heavenly vault, the boundless azure sea, the crowd closing in around him—all of it rapidly turned illusory like a Mirage Realm, as darkness swept in like night after dusk.

Before long, he was trapped within a dim, chaotic, bizarre space.

Here, he could not sense the passage of time at all. Even every other sensation had vanished, as though he had fallen into boundless darkness.

This was not a change in reality, but in his senses, his thoughts, his consciousness... It was as though he had fallen into an eternal abyssal nightmare, first losing his hearing, then having his vision erased, before sinking into a collapse that stripped away all five senses, and into a void that utterly robbed one of the will to live.

At this moment, Lin Chen's consciousness seemed to be falling silent, his memories seemed to be fading, and his wisdom was returning completely to nothingness... Within this dreamlike prison, it seemed intent on trapping him until his physical body collapsed and the world grew old!

"Dream Power?!"

Lin Chen frowned and beckoned.

One after another, points of light emerged around him. They expanded and contracted within the dark void, radiating light and creating ripples. The ripples overlapped one another, causing this place to begin shaking violently.

These were the cultivators who had entered his virtual Trading Platform. At this moment, they had become his anchors to reality, helping him lock onto the Real World.

Buzzz!

The entire world began to shake violently at this moment, until it twisted and tore apart. Rays of faint light shone through, finally revealing the reality behind it.

But the instant Lin Chen broke free from the prison of consciousness, what greeted