"Long time no see, young man."
The Nightmare Lord stood with his hands behind his back, carrying himself like a distinguished elder.
"This is our third meeting, isn't it?"
"The first time, we met in the Nightmare Illusion Realm I left behind."
"The second time, a nightmare clone I left in Xinghai University's Tower of Trials fought you."
"And now this is the third time. It seems we share quite a connection."
"You must have some ability to have entered this space."
Zhou Fan looked him up and down. "So, are you a clone this time, or your real self?"
Both times before, the Nightmare Lords he had encountered had been clones.
It was only reasonable to suspect that the Nightmare Lord before him might also be a clone.
"The two you met before were my clones, but this time, I'm here in person," the Nightmare Lord said.
"Good." Zhou Fan nodded and surveyed his surroundings.
"What is this place? Why are you here?"
This space was clearly different from the independent spaces Zhou Fan had passed through earlier.
"This is where I dwell," the Nightmare Lord said.
"I remember that you also practice illusion techniques, and you're quite good at them."
"When we met back then, I told you to come to the Void Rift if you wanted to find me. I never expected you to actually come."
"It seems you put in a great deal of effort and endured many hardships to find me." "Since you paid such a price to reach this place, you must want to test your illusion techniques against mine."
"Come. Visitors are rare here, so I can give you a few pointers."
A hint of approval appeared in the Nightmare Lord's eyes.
He admired the young man before him.
To keep growing stronger,