The Nine-Story Spirit Shrine reached straight to the end of the night, towering amid the river of stars. It seemed like a bridge connected to reality, or perhaps the only way out of Dreamfold Town.
It drew every living person toward it, as well as one ill-intentioned gaze after another.
"A Nine-Story Spirit Shrine has never appeared in Dreamfold Town before. With so many living beings and anomalous objects sacrificed, something extraordinary must have been born inside it." Gao Ming reached into the rain of blood and watched the bloody water slip between his fingers.
Because he possessed the Dream-Release Method, because he had accumulated enough pain and despair in the past, he was still alive now. Otherwise, the blood flowing across the ground might have been his.
After seeing the fragments of memory in his nightmares, Gao Ming's entire bearing had changed dramatically, from the inside out. Yet he felt that he was now closer to his true self.
"In the Nightmare City within my heart, the most terrifying ghosts in Hanhai were called Dream Ghosts. Back then, the Ghost God within me was only one step away from becoming a Dream Ghost. Perhaps I can take that step I never took here in Dreamfold Town." Gao Ming felt neither fear nor hesitation. It had been a long time since fear had appeared in his eyes.
Comparing his memories of Dream Ghosts with Fu Shu's description of the unspeakable, Gao Ming felt that Dream Ghosts were somewhat weaker. Yet his intuition told him that the Dream Ghosts in Hanhai had never displayed their true strength. After all, the Hanhai they inhabited was a dead city.
As his memories returned, Gao Ming gradually gained a new understanding of much of the information he had once been unable to make sense