"This is taking years off my life. Another horrifying sight." Alice sucked in a cold breath and sighed, staring at Yun Changeng, who looked neither human nor ghost.
Then, as though remembering something, Alice turned to look at Xu Ye.
"Never mind. I've seen worse."
"Watch out!"
The couple standing at the Monastery entrance warned Xu Ye immediately. They had sensed a terrifying urge to attack, and the instant they spoke, Yun Changeng vanished from sight.
Whoosh!
Yun Changeng appeared behind Xu Ye in an instant. Hatred filled his hideous face. One of his eyeballs had burst, spilling thick blood.
"Die, die, die!"
"All of you must die!"
Yun Changeng hovered between madness and reason. He swung his arm, and its pores opened one after another like mouths. Sticks of white chalk emerged from them.
Bang!
A stream of water appeared behind Xu Ye. With a low cry, Lillian swung the Trident, bringing a crushing torrent down on Yun Changeng.
"Get lost!"
With a mere swing of his arm, Yun Changeng sent her flying. She slammed into the ground and rolled dozens of meters away.
"Sleep!"
Zhou Fanghua and his wife exchanged a glance and drew on the power of the dreams of dozens of children inside the Monastery. Invisible ripples spread outward, and the entire area seemed to become enveloped in a dreamscape.
Yun Changeng's strike at Xu Ye missed. This was a dreamscape, and relying on his eyes alone had completely scrambled his sense of direction.
"Die, die, die!"
He flew into a rage. Reason and madness clashed incessantly in his mind-a volcanic eruption one moment, a torrential downpour the next.
The dead women suddenly appeared in his vision, one after another. They had crawled up from hell, and they were going to drag him down with them.