Chapter 525 - Breaking Dreamland (2/2)

“What happened?” Everyone looked full of shock. Why would there be more? They had to turn and deal with this one. Yet these monsters seemed to be coming out without an end. Once one was killed, another identical one would appear, as though they were determined to fight with them forever.

Only then did they start to reflect on Fatty’s words. Did he stop them just now because he guessed that this would be the case? He turned and looked at the panicked crowd in the city, yet realized that though they were running very hard, none had managed to run out of the city gate, it was as if… they were trapped by something.

“Brother, look, what is that?” Zhi Lin suddenly pointed to the corner of the wall and said.

Jian Xing turned to look, and realized that on the crack of the city wall where the monster pushed it over, a bit of red light shone. It was like the light of some spell. He didn’t think much, but waved to form a sword dharma, while saying loudly to others, “There’s an array on the city wall. Attack that city gate.”

Fatty who was watching down below paled, “Stop!”

Unfortunately, it was already too late. The sword dharma in Jian Xing’s hand had already waved towards the city gate. Though those of others was a bit later, they also inclined towards the city gate. With a loud bang, large portions of the city gate collapsed immediately. Instantly, it was like a domino being pushed over: not only the city gates, but also everything inside the city started collapsing. The city which was originally bright and bustling started distorting, as though the whole world was disappearing.

The disciples were shocked. Before they could even figure out the situation around them, they felt a heaviness over their bodies and they fell right down. In the next instant, there was blackness in front of their eyes, and they appeared in an area of flat land outside the city. Around them stood the expressionless crowd who went out of the city just now. Everything was just like when they just exited the city, as though they had never seen that bright and bustling city.

Could their souls have escaped the body just now as well? Before they could think about it carefully, the taste of blood rushed into their mouths, and all of them spat out blood. And in the next moment, the crowd around them who was previously standing suddenly started falling down powerlessly. Soon, the bodies laid all over the floor.

The injured disciples looked at one another. What was going out? Yet when they looked up, they saw Fatty with a heavy face.

“This is no good!” Fatty looked up at the sky which was starting to brighten. “Those live souls in the city…” He turned and called out his flying sword.

“Exalted Master, what is this…” The disciples’ faces were still completely blank, totally not knowing what just happened.

Fatty gave them a stare with some anger, before explaining, “Did you all forget that the souls of all the people had left the body! You directly interrupted the dream, how are they going back to their bodies?” Fatty went up on his sword while saying, “You all stay here and look over their bodies! Don’t let that ghost near!”

With that said, he directly turned and flew towards the city.

At this moment in the city, Lonemoon who was watching a certain foodie, waiting for her to wake up, looked up at the sky, and immediately frowned.

He rose and walked into a house next door and looked carefully. Indeed, the live soul lying on the bed started destabilizing, vaguely showing signs of turning into a ghost. Yet his body was still not back. It seemed that it was too late.

Lonemoon’s face darkened. The sun was about to come out. He finally went out, made a seal with both hands, and a huge array appeared underneath his feet, covering the whole city instantly. It temporarily suppressed the live souls in the city from dissipating.

In the next moment, the sun rose slowly. A certain person who spent the whole night sleeping soundly on the street also opened her eyes. Immediately, she saw the person who sat by her, his face full of resentment.

“Hey, Father Niu, morning!”

“To hell with ‘morning’!” Lonemoon rolled his eyes at her directly. “Next time, before you sleep, you had better use a rope to tie yourself to your bed.” Even a mere Ghost Qi could carry you away, how deeply were you sleeping!