Chapter 524 - Falling into Sleep (2/2)

Jian Xing’s face fell. “Let’s go back to the inn and ask.”

Therefore, the group hastened their footsteps and returned to the previous inn, but strangely, that innkeeper didn’t seem to know them. He thought that they just arrived for a stay at the inn, and there were no Lonemoon and Shen Ying in the inn.

The more they thought about it, the weirder they felt. All of them looked at Jian Xing, who had the highest cultivation. “Uncle-Master Jian Xing, what are we to do? He was the disciple of Lonemoon, the same generation as Fatty, so everyone called him Uncle-Master.”

“We go around and try to get some information first.” suggested Jian Xing, “After four hours, we gather back here.”

They nodded, and only then did they spread out and go around in different directions. Even Mushroom was dragged along by Zhi Lin. Fatty didn’t actually go around asking, but sat down at the inn, waiting for them to come back. After four hours, they returned to the inn, only that none of their faces looked good.

“I already asked. All the people in the city seemed to forget about their own lethargy.

“Same on my side. And I purposely went to those people I asked during the day, but they chased me out.”

“These people seemed to be completely different people during the day and at night.”

“Can it be… that this is just a mystic realm?! All these people are fake?”

They paled. Should this be a mystic realm, how powerful did one have to be to replicate a whole city?

“It can’t be!” Jian Xing shook his head. “They are real people indeed. They don’t look like illusions from spells.”

Everyone fell silent, having not a single bit of clue. When they really went out of ways, though they didn’t want to, they could only turn to Fatty beside them.

“Exalted Master…” Jian Xing cupped his fists and said, “Please give us some hint.”

Fatty smiled. Seeing that they were really at a bottleneck, he finally spoke to remind them, “This is indeed not a mystic realm, but a dreamland!”

“Dream?!” Everyone was shocked, staring at one another.

“Did you remember the words on that paper slip asking for help?” Fatty gave them a look before continuing, “It said that at night, everyone fell into a nightmare, and they only woke up in the morning. Where we are at now is inside their dreams. Somebody controlled their consciousness, and they entered the same dream.

They froze. No wonder those people remembered nothing about the things during the day, nor the matter of their lethargy at night. It was a dream after all. When they saw those white mists just now, they were probably already pulled into the dreamland.

“But, isn’t it a nightmare?” Zhi Lin spoke, confused. “All of them look happy to me. It doesn’t look like a nightmare, does it?”

The other disciples thought the same.

Fatty smiled and said, “Soon they won’t be.”

“What?” They were stunned, not yet able to understand his meaning. Suddenly, a scream sounded and the streets suddenly fell into chaos. People kept screaming out loud, and people with panic written all over their faces ran across the roads, all towards the back.

“What is it?” They stood up directly.

Yet in the next instant, a loud roar sounded.

Roar!