At that very moment, Xue Qingmu fell into the depths of the pool. Intense suffocation swept up his consciousness, leaving him unable to think clearly. He could only feel his ugly self being submerged by the water, his most unbearable inner self laid bare.
Just then, the nightmare's voice suddenly came from somewhere beyond perception:
'That's right, Xue Qingmu. You are exactly this kind of selfish, sinister, despicable person. Do you still remember how the grandfather you depended on for survival died?'
Grandfather? Xue Qingmu's eyes suddenly flew wide, filled with terror and regret. His eyeballs were crisscrossed with mottled red veins.
'It seems you remember now. You were the one who devoutly begged Me, pleading with Me to grant your grandfather a new life, weren't you?'
In an instant, Xue Qingmu's eyes split with rage. A fierce wave of nausea surged through him, making him curl up like a shrimp and vomit even beneath the water.
'Why despise yourself so much? You meant well too, didn't you?'
'You were supposed to become My most loyal believer, so why did you betray Me? Did you think that bringing that cultivator here and having him destroy My Divine Temple would let you erase the past and cast everything aside?'
'Xue Qingmu, you cannot escape Me. As long as you live, I live! Even if you forget everything, I will still survive in your heart. I will be the nightmare you can never escape, hahaha!'
Get lost! Get lost! You demon! The red in Xue Qingmu's eyes had nearly drowned them completely. The returning memories worsened his state. He had made Grandfather die without peace. He had harmed the village. He had foolishly believed the demon's deceitful words and brought calamity into the village.
At last, he understood why Martial Uncle had