Chapter 188: A Clown Offering His Head for Dust, the Dream Palace Devastatingly Destroys Him!

"Heh heh heh… finally found you."

Deep within the shadows of the ruins, several twisted figures walked out slowly.

The leader was draped in blood-colored robes, his face covered by a hideous bone mask, and his entire body radiated a sickening stench and Death Qi.

The Eternal Sleep Cult's Fourth Priest, Blood Wither!

He was a powerhouse in the War God Realm Third Stage, famous within the cult for stripping away others' dreams and torturing them until they went insane.

"So this is the Jiang Chen that the Saint is so wary of?"

Priest Blood Wither looked at Jiang Chen, who was lying in the arms of the Fox Spirit wearing a comical cat eye mask, and let out a harsh, mocking laugh.

"What Lord of the Northern Territory, what Pure Yang Golden Dragon—turns out he's just a piece of trash who can't leave a woman's embrace!"

Behind him, a dozen elite members of the cult also burst into laughter.

"Priest, this kid's three women are actually quite nice. Especially that fox-kin, tsk tsk, if that tail were wrapped around my waist…"

"Shut up!"

Priest Blood Wither snorted coldly, a flash of greed in his eyes: "Business first. The Saint instructed that this kid's Divine Sense is extremely strong. But our cult's 'Eternal Sleep Curse' is the exact counter to all Divine Sense Cultivation Techniques!"

He raised his hand, and a mass of pitch-black, viscous liquid condensed in his palm.

"Since you love sleeping so much, I'll let you sink into nightmares forever!"

"Go! Eternal Sleep Stripping Art!"

That mass of black liquid turned into a poisonous snake and silently drilled towards Jiang Chen's glabella.

Mu Qingxue and the others standing on the side were about to make a move, but suddenly felt a tremendous pressure erupt from Jiang Chen's body.

That was… the counterattack of the [Chaos Sleeping Eye Mask].

[Ding! Low-level Divine Sense attack detected.]

[Automatic judgment: Annoying fly level.]

[Dream Palace defense mechanism triggered: Forced entry into the Dream Prison!]

Buzz—!

Priest Blood Wither felt his vision blur, and the surrounding ruins of the site instantly disappeared.

He found himself standing in a huge, empty, and oppressive examination hall.

A giant clock hung above the examination hall, its ticking sound as heavy as a giant hammer striking his heart.

"Where is this?" Priest Blood Wither discovered in horror that his War God Realm cultivation had actually disappeared!

He had turned into an ordinary student holding a pen and wearing a school uniform.

And on the podium of the examination hall, Jiang Chen was sitting cross-legged on a gorgeous golden bed, wearing that cat eye mask, sleeping soundly.

"Is this Jiang Chen's dream?" Priest Blood Wither roared, "Break for me!"

He wanted to launch an attack, but found that his mind was full of "trigonometric functions" and "quantum mechanics formulas."

[System broadcast: Illegal dream entrant detected.]

[Punishment protocol: Five-Three Simulation Exam Questions—Divine Sense Edition, five minutes time limit, failure to complete results in Divine Sense obliteration.]

"What Five-Three? What questions?"

Priest Blood Wither looked at the symbols on the test paper that looked like heavenly scriptures, and his whole person collapsed completely.

In the real world.

Mu Qingxue and the others only saw Priest Blood Wither suddenly freeze after approaching within three meters of Jiang Chen.

Then they saw that Blood Wither's expression changed from ferocious to confused, from confused to painful, and finally to extreme despair.

"Ah—! Why do you have to test me on this! I'm just a killer! I'm illiterate!"

Priest Blood Wither wailed miserably, blood began to flow from his seven orifices, and his body withered rapidly like a deflated balloon.

In less than ten seconds.

A powerhouse of the War God Realm Third Stage knelt silently at Jiang Chen's feet, completely devoid of life.

He hadn't even managed to make Jiang Chen turn over.

[Ding! The host used a "Dimensional Reduction Strike" to drive away a fly in a dream, reward settling...]

[Experience points: +500,000. During the host's sleep, progress towards War God Realm Second Stage has reached 99%.]

[Special drop: Abyss Teething Stick. A Divine-Grade weapon specially designed to deal with those who disturb sleep, can automatically smash sources of noise.]

[System points: +20,000 points. Rewarding the host for maintaining high-quality deep sleep.]

"Pri... Priest is dead?"

The remaining elite members of the cult were so scared that they suffered Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, scrambling to escape.

But just at this moment.

Jiang Chen moved in Iliya's arms.

He seemed to feel the sunlight was a bit dazzling, and casually waved his hand, as if shooing away the buzzing sound in his ear.

Boom—!

A streak of Pure Yang Dragon Qi turned into a huge golden palm, sweeping across like a flyswatter.

Those conceited elite members of the cult didn't even have time to scream before they were directly slapped into formless blood mist.

The silence returned to the ruins.

Iliya looked down at the man in her arms, her beautiful eyes full of worship and infatuation.

"Brother Jiang Chen... the way you sleep is really handsome."

She hugged Jiang Chen tightly, pressing her face against his chest, feeling that powerful heartbeat, with only one thought in her mind:

Whoever dares to disturb his sleep must die.

And Jiang Chen, still immersed in that sweet dream about the evolution of the "myriad heavens formless bed", even unconsciously burrowed deeper into Iliya's warm embrace.

That touch of plump softness made him sleep even more soundly.