As a matter of habit, he slowly "fell asleep" once the surroundings became completely quiet.

Souls don't dream, but in a daze, he seemed to sink into a strange dream.

The surrounding area was pure white, but further away, there was a bustling scene of cars and bright neon lights.

He couldn't help but want to go out and see the world; after all, he was a person who loved excitement by nature! This hobby had been taken away since he became a celebrity.

However, before he had taken two steps, he suddenly came to his senses and vaguely remembered someone saying that he should not leave this place.

Suddenly, a strange murmur came from the wind. The sound was like some kind of summons, and he involuntarily took to the air.

Danger! A warning screamed in his head, and he yelled in terror, "Help!"

A white light flashed before his eyes, and the bustling street instantly caught fire and burned. Soon, the entire street melted away in front of him.

What appeared before him was endless darkness. Something in the darkness was watching him resentfully, its gaze venomous and cold, sending chills down his spine.

Before he could look any further, a gentle force pulled him back.

"Wake up! What are you doing, howling like a banshee?" He Wangyao was speechless, having been woken up in the middle of the night.

Yang Juntong suddenly opened his eyes, trembling all over. "I remember now, I remember now! It was that monster, it wanted to eat me!"

"What monster?" He Wangyao was bewildered.

"That was a monstrous demon with a blue face and fangs. I crawled into the bracelet to hide from it, wanting to get it far away." Yang Juntong was almost crying. "Who knew it could find me even from so far away! No, it found me so quickly!"