Chapter 1334: Are You Playing for Real?

The Dream Weaver's expression changed suddenly; Chen Yu's current stance was one of fighting him to the death.

He had never expected that Chen Yu was actually playing for real with him.

"Are you serious?" Watching the might of the Li Chen in Chen Yu's hand grow continuously, the Dream Weaver's expression also became increasingly unsightly.

"Heh, what do you think?" Chen Yu sneered, and the Li Chen in his hand suddenly swung forward, carrying endless Original Power, sweeping toward that fellow.

With a flash of his figure, the Dream Weaver retreated rapidly for a few steps; he stared fixedly at Chen Yu before him, a trace of murderous intent appearing in his eyes.

"You actually know how to retreat?" Chen Yu sneered: "I thought you really weren't afraid."

"You have grown very fast." The Dream Weaver said coldly: "Now it seems I can no longer hurt you."

"It is not that I have grown fast, but that you yourself are not something difficult to deal with." Chen Yu said leisurely: "I have one point that you will never be able to compare to; once your ability poses no threat to me, then I can grow rapidly."

"Heh, what a big mouth; honestly, you are the only person I have encountered since waking up who is immune to my abilities." The Dream Weaver said with a sneer.

"There will be more and more in the future; isn't she one too?" Chen Yu pointed at Ping'er to the side, revealing a sneering expression.

"She is also an exception, but that you are immune to my abilities like this really makes me feel somewhat unwilling." The Dream Weaver sneered.

He waved his right hand, and the Nightmare, like the falling of a nine-heaven galaxy, once again shrouded Chen Yu; the chill within it made Ping'er to the side tremble somewhat.

However, Chen Yu let the Nightmare in his hand fall onto his own body, yet he had not the slightest reaction; he looked at the Dream Weaver with cold eyes, revealing a sneering expression.

"Is this all the means you have? Aside from affecting people's minds, you have almost no power to fight back." Chen Yu said coldly: "Do you still think you are invincible in this world now?"

"This world has truly changed." The Dream Weaver muttered; his figure flashed, he retreated rapidly for a few steps, and then quickly disappeared.

The people at the scene all woke up from the Nightmare; seeing Chen Yu here, He Lingyun was startled: "Xiao Yu, why are you here?"

"Mom, you should go back first; I encountered danger just now, but don't worry, I will resolve these matters very soon." Chen Yu said.

"Alright." He Lingyun saw the expression on Chen Yu's face was uncertain, and she nodded slightly.

"President He, let us return first." The captain led the bodyguards and left with He Lingyun.

"You are very unusual." Before leaving, Chen Yu glanced at Ping'er: "Can you tell me why you can remain unbothered by the Dream Weaver?"

"I don't know, I just felt that this person had a problem." Ping'er paused and said: "And when he was performing his technique, I also had a moment of trance, but this bit of trance disappeared very quickly, and then I woke up."

"You have immunity to his abilities; it seems that post-traumatic stress disorder is not without its benefits for you." Chen Yu said: "Although it caused your spirit to split and made you face immense mental pressure, it also made your Mental Power stronger."

"So relatively speaking, some mental control powers have no effect on you at all; can you consider this a blessing in disguise?"

"That person just now, what exactly is he?" Ping'er slowly raised her head to look at Chen Yu.

"A very special existence." Chen Yu's expression became serious: "This thing is a controller in terms of Mental Power; in the ancient times, it was an existence that once made even the gods helpless."

"But later, a great power was immune to the dreams he wove, and then their clan was completely sealed, though the ruler at the time also paid a great price." Chen Yu said.

"So that's how it is." Ping'er nodded slightly; she muttered: "No wonder I felt an unusually powerful force on him; this force is fearless."

"A force from the ancient primordial times?" Chen Yu smiled slightly: "But you are immune to these things, so you have no need to fear these things at all."

"I know." Ping'er said slowly: "Will he come back?"

"He will not, because he no longer has that chance." A trace of chill was on Chen Yu's face.

The Dream Weaver's repeated provocations had already left Chen Yu with no patience; he decided to strike first to gain the advantage, and the fact that Cloud Hut Residence had released the Dream Weaver this time was already a major taboo; Chen Yu would naturally settle the score with them.

In a villa in the suburbs, the Dream Weaver sat on a chair, depressed once again; suffering setbacks one after another, and with more and more people unaffected by his Nightmare, he felt somewhat helpless.

Chen Yu was one, and today's Ping'er was another.

Chen Yu could be ignored, as he was a Dharma Cultivator with the ability to call upon the Original Power of heaven and earth, but what was Ping'er? She was merely an ordinary person; how could she also be immune to his abilities? This was something the Dream Weaver could not understand no matter how he thought about it.

"Heh, you failed again?" Zhou Xianzong sneered; at the beginning, he had harbored fear toward the Dream Weaver, but this fellow's repeated failures made Zhou Xianzong feel that he was nothing more than this.

"Don't bother me." The Dream Weaver appeared somewhat agitated; he said coldly: "Even if I fail, killing you is as easy as turning over one's hand."

"Besides being overbearing toward your own people, what else can you do?" Zhou Xianzong sneered: "With your repeated failures, don't put on airs in front of me."

The Dream Weaver raised his head abruptly, and a trace of Nightmare attacked Zhou Xianzong; Zhou Xianzong's body stiffened, and he looked at the Dream Weaver in horror, then he moved his feet forward involuntarily—one step, two steps—and then he slowly picked up a knife and wiped it toward his own neck.

And a trace of white light appeared in his pupils, this ray of light appearing and disappearing intermittently.

This was a sign that he was sometimes awake and sometimes entering a dream; what the Dream Weaver was torturing was his mind.

"You... no... don't." Zhou Xianzong held the knife in his hand, trembling; he was begging.

The Dagger in the Dream Weaver's hand was slowly retracted; only then did Zhou Xianzong wake up abruptly; he fell to the side with a thud, gasping for air in large gulps, looking at the Dream Weaver in terror.

"Are you crazy? You must know that my Sect Leader Dharma Master has the Pangu Wheel to subdue you; if you kill me, he will completely exterminate your clan." Zhou Xianzong said angrily.

"Heh, he will not make a big fuss for an ant." The Dream Weaver smiled slightly; he said indifferently: "In his eyes, you are also just a chess piece."

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