The world was bizarre and kaleidoscopic, everything insubstantial and unreal, but that did not matter. The instant Lin Feng felt that feverish unreality, like a high fever that would not break, he realized something was wrong.
"Nightmare."
He understood. Whatever lay behind the door, whatever the scene was, he was now inside "Nightmare."
Using Nightmare as your weapon to change everything—how did you dare do this?
Lin Feng's thoughts thundered. He truly had not expected Xia Jie to be scheming not only against him, but against "Nightmare" as well.
At the highest level, the One-Eye Country had been no weaker than Xia Jie. Its ancestors had also witnessed countless changes in the world.
Their eyes were inherently "extraordinarily gifted," yet even so, the One-Eye Country had declined. With their eyes turning to jade, they had fled from place to place, seeking somewhere to survive.
They had also been entangled by "Nightmare," ultimately vanishing into history. That alone showed how terrifying "nature" was.
Even if "Nightmare" had no will of its own,
it was still "nature."
When it came to "nature," even "visualizing" or "imitating" it was an immensely risky undertaking.
Yet judging by Xia Jie's intentions, he planned to exploit "nature."
And that was not all.
Lin Feng also heard Xia Jie's "voice."
When Xia Jie intended to turn Lin Feng into "himself,"
neither of them had any secrets left.
There was also the Mirror.
The "Mirror" needed to be brought over as well. This natural phenomenon had its own purpose, too. The "Mirror" could be exploited.
Because someone had recorded the characteristics of these forms of "nature."
Only by bringing these forms of "nature" together could they achieve the best effect.
"It was the effects recorded in those texts of the Three Mounds.
We found the Fuxi Book. We