After a series of struggles, his strength had recovered to a state of near perfection, with much surplus.
This surplus energy could not further increase Wen Wen’s strength, but it could endlessly enhance the energy Wen Wen could mobilize. This energy allowed Wen Wen to unleash the most powerful Evil Tongue Ten Thousand Swords Art he had ever performed.
The long swords flying in the sky all possessed seductive mouths. These mouths incessantly spewed the world’s most venomous words. Merely the verbal abuse alone was enough to drive someone mad.
Although trash talk had no effect on the two individuals before him, since the opponents were so outrageously formed, Wen Wen couldn't lose in terms of appearance.
The three exchanged glances and, without any warning, directly engaged in combat.
There was nothing to say between them. In this dreamscape, there could only be one victor.
Wen Wen waved his hand, and those countless long swords flew towards the two of them.
Wen Jieluowen waved his hand, releasing a brilliant radiant light that blocked all the long swords.
The Starry Sky Demon Monster on the other side let Wen Wen’s attack continue. As the long swords entered its body, they vanished without a trace, not causing even the slightest ripple.
Subsequently, both monsters launched an attack on Wen Wen simultaneously, startling him and causing him to retreat a full kilometer.
After stopping, Wen Wen displayed a pleased expression. Battling opponents who were slightly stronger than him was what made him feel the most joy.
“Hoo… Unfettered, capable of cutting anything, Mind Intent Divine Sword, cut him!”
Another narrow streak of black sword energy flew out, its target the Starry Sky Demon Monster.
The Starry Sky Demon Monster appeared to be completely unguarded, but in reality, most attacks had no effect on it. However, whether tangible or intangible, everything was within the attack range of the Mind Intent Divine Sword.
Whether the Mind Intent Divine Sword could hit its mark did not depend on the opponent’s state, but on whether the swordsman intended to strike the target; it was entirely dependent on one’s will.
The Starry Sky Demon Monster paid no mind to this narrow streak of sword energy. However, after the sword energy hit, the Starry Sky Demon Monster was shocked. A small portion of its body was directly cut open, and the incision instantly crystallized, meaning it could no longer use that part of its body.
It glared at Wen Wen in anger, its body twisting rapidly to form a massive cannon muzzle in the center. This muzzle emitted an energy beam resembling a starry sky directly at Wen Wen.
Wen Wen’s eye twitched wildly. Countless long swords formed a massive sword shield in front of him, but this shield only lasted for two seconds before being broken through. Wen Wen was sent flying for several kilometers by the energy beam. Upon landing, a massive explosion occurred, its power even reaching the area where Wen Wen had been.
While Wen Wen and the Starry Sky Demon Monster were fighting, Wen Jieluowen assumed a praying posture, and immense light converged between his hands, eventually forming a powerful spear.
When the Starry Sky Demon Monster unleashed its energy cannon, Wen Jieluowen stabbed the Starry Sky Demon Monster from behind with his spear, the potent light engulfing the entire creature.
The dissipated power transformed into a straight line, flying towards the explosion site, effectively delivering a finishing blow to Wen Wen.
On the surface, the Starry Sky Demon Monster was the most powerful, and thus it was the first to be targeted.
Black energy rose like smoke signals. Wen Wen emerged from the explosion crater, looking slightly disheveled. He forcefully tapped the air and flew back towards the battlefield.
While flying, a black light sword materialized in his hand, growing larger and larger until it became a forty-meter-long greatsword.
Just as he was about to reach Wen Jieluowen and the Starry Sky Demon Monster, Wen Wen suddenly halted and swung the giant sword towards the two of them.
This sword strike was immensely powerful, leveling the nearby soil. Powerful energy fluctuations slowly eroded everything around them.
As the dust settled, all three bore minor injuries. They glanced at each other and resumed their fierce combat.
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In the Edge Dreamscape, the Sand Sea Priest stood before a residential building.
Countless fine sands searched within this structure. According to the information provided by Wen Wen, the passage into the Spiral Mountain’s eighteenth level should be located within the dwelling of the comatose in the Edge Dreamscape.
Several wandering Nightmares, upon seeing the standing Sand Sea Priest, began to drool.
In the Edge Dreamscape, Wen Wen was not attacked because he possessed a Nightmare physique and was thus mistaken for one of them by these Nightmares.
But this person, however, looked like an outsider from the external world.
It was not easy for outsiders to enter the Edge Dreamscape, and every outsider was the best plaything for the Nightmares.
The Nightmares disguised themselves as flashy, rebellious "Kill Matt" nobles and swaggered towards the Sand Sea Priest. Before they could even deliver their opening remarks, they heard the Sand Sea Priest say,
“Scram.”
“Oh ho, little buddy, you’re quite arrogant. Do you know who I am?” The Nightmare approached the Sand Sea Priest and provocatively stared at him. Sudan Fiction Network.
This Nightmare sensed no energy fluctuations from the Sand Sea Priest, hence it believed him to be merely an ordinary person who had stumbled into the Edge Dreamscape.
The Sand Sea Priest tilted his head slightly. “Then… do you know who I am?”
The Nightmare stepped back two paces, looked up at the sky, and noticed the sky turning a hazy yellow, a sign of an approaching sandstorm. Sandstorms were impossible in the Edge Dreamscape.
“You… Who are you?”
“I… am the Sand Sea!”
With a rumble, a massive amount of sand surged into the entire city, burying it completely. The town, once filled with skyscrapers, instantly transformed into a desert.
The Nightmares within the city were bound by the sand, not daring to move.
They could feel that all these sands possessed life, and if they showed any sign of threat, they would be easily crushed into fragments by these sands.
“There are too many small insects in this city. This should eliminate any interference with me.”
He closed his eyes, his senses at work. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes.
“Found it!”
He spread his palm, and a narrow dark shadow appeared in his hand. This dark shadow, as a whole, resembled a long saber, shimmering with a stable and calm energy.
This was the treasure that had once sealed the Gluttonous Ancestor. If this dark shadow were to be inserted into the Gluttonous Ancestor’s body again, the Gluttonous Ancestor would fall into slumber once more.
The Sand Sea Priest knew the dangers of the Gluttonous Ancestor better than anyone. He was a direct descendant of the highest-ranking high priest from the kingdom that was almost destroyed by the Gluttonous Ancestor. Preventing the Gluttonous Ancestor from awakening was his family’s eternal mission.
His ability to draw people into dreams could indeed make them reform. If controlled properly, it could be highly beneficial to society.
However, as the Gluttonous Ancestor’s strength recovered, this range would only expand. Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, even tens of millions of people would not be enough to satisfy the Gluttonous Ancestor’s appetite.
He would greedily continue to draw people into dreams until everyone in the world entered his dreamscape.
At that point, those drawn into the dreamscape would not live to see the moment of awakening. They would starve to death due to lack of care, and the entire civilization would be destroyed by the Gluttonous Ancestor alone.
Therefore, no matter what, he had to deal with the Gluttonous Ancestor, at any cost.
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On the top floor of the Spiral Mountain Range, the Gluttonous Ancestor sat in a very futuristic-looking chair, watching a large, curved screen.
This screen displayed Gao Fangzhou’s dreamscape. His first mini-game with Wen Wen was to see if Gao Fangzhou could struggle out of the dreamscape on his own.
After Wen Wen and the Gluttonous Ancestor disappeared, Gao Fangzhou continued his peaceful yet agonizing life.
He recognized his mistakes and therefore wished to atone.
However, his brief interaction with Wen Wen was not without meaning. He at least knew that there was a way for him to escape this nightmare.
His dreamscape had been specially adjusted, so time passed quickly. Another year went by.
During this year, Gao Fangzhou deeply realized his mistakes, and his entire mindset was greatly elevated.
His self-atonement had now concluded, and it was time to consider how to get out of here.
This was a city rampant with public intellectuals, and including Gao Fangzhou himself, everyone here was a public intellectual. Various chaotic thoughts bombarded this world, enough to drive a clear-headed person mad.
To leave this world, he needed to correct the twisted thoughts of this city and restore the city to normalcy.
If Wen Wen were here, he would certainly say, “Kill everyone in the city, and the world will be clean.” But Gao Fangzhou did not have such thoughts; thus, he had to approach it from the realm of thought.
To purify the thoughts of a city, with absolute power, it was simple. Without absolute power, it was a hellish game.
However, during this period, Gao Fangzhou had gained sufficient understanding of this city. Although its people loved to voice their opinions and attack each other, their thoughts were mostly chaotic.
Therefore, Gao Fangzhou’s approach was to try and untangle these chaotic thoughts of the residents.
This step was incredibly difficult for him. He utilized various channels to publish dozens of articles. These articles were aimed at guiding the thoughts of the city residents, making them identify with Gao Fangzhou as one of their own.
Gao Fangzhou did not expect these articles to influence everyone in the city, as some people in this dreamscape were completely impervious to reason and only resorted to sophistry.
Nor did he expect to change their minds through his articles.
This was unrealistic. Those who could realize their mistakes were, after all, only a minority, and among them, those willing to correct themselves were even fewer.
What he aimed to do was manipulate public opinion!
In this dreamscape, the power of public opinion was beyond imagination. As long as public opinion could be subtly guided, unexpected results could be achieved.
Afterward, Gao Fangzhou began writing some articles. These articles seemed to target no specific group, but those who agreed with Gao Fangzhou’s statements began attacking a small group within the city.
Initially, they were just talking big, as everyone here was a keyboard warrior, wanting to curse at anything they saw.
But Gao Fangzhou skillfully guided it further, adding fuel to the fire. Upon seeing this, the people being cursed at became displeased, and both sides immediately began to ‘fight.’
Up to this point, everything was still normal, as this was merely the city's daily routine.
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ps: This chapter is three thousand characters. Additionally, a side note: Today, I discovered a reader from Biquge promoting Biquge in my reader group. I was indeed very angry at the time, but later I realized that he might simply not understand the difference between pirated and genuine copies, so I do not blame him. Here’s a simple explanation for everyone: websites like Biquge, where authors do not receive money, are pirated websites, essentially thieves. Well, the explanation is complete. This section is for word count, no extra charge.