While Lu Ning and Anlocks were talking, Lin Wuyue, Colin, and the others quickly ran over.

Lin Wuyue approached Anlocks, looking him up and down with some concern: "Master, are you alright?"

Anlocks chopped Lin Wuyue on the forehead with a chop, and Lin Wuyue immediately clutched her head and cried out, "Master, you hit me again! It's all your fault that I've become stupid!"

Anlocks smiled and said, "You've been foolish enough. I'm standing right here, perfectly fine. How could anything be wrong?"

Before Lin Wuyue could say anything more, Anlocks changed the subject.

He looked at the others and said, "Is everyone here? We're about to enter the next dream dimension."

The group exchanged glances and nodded with serious expressions.

When we first arrived in this mirror dimension, there were hundreds of Awakened Ones, but now there are less than fifty left.

This dream dimension is too dangerous.

But they had no choice; staying here would only mean waiting to die.

We can only pray that the next dream dimension won't be so dangerous.

“We are ready, Lord Anlocks,” Li Yihang said.

Anlocks nodded, then conjured another phantom image, enveloping everyone within it.

Lu Ning clearly saw that Anlocks' face paled a little when he was condensing the phantom, and he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Lin Wuyue, who was standing nearby, also saw this scene, and a look of worry flashed in her eyes.

The phantom transformed into gray light, enveloping everyone, and they sank once again into the surging silver slime below.

It was still an endless dark void.

This time, Lu Ning did not see the huge phantom image from before.

After an unknown amount of time, the silver light screen reappeared below.

As the group entered the light curtain, they found themselves inside a huge cave.

The cave walls were covered with silver spider silk, and there were passages in all directions.

In the center of the cave stands a three-story silver building.

Three silk cocoons hang from the top wall of the building.

The silk cocoons poked their heads out, and two of them were acquaintances of Lu Ning.

One is Jerry, and the other is Yunrou.

Jerry was positioned in the center, surrounded by flowing silver mist, emanating a powerful mental pollution.

His eyes were closed, his face contorted in agony, as if he were in some kind of extreme pain.

Jerry's silken cocoon had strands of spider silk spreading out in all directions, connecting to the cave walls and forming a huge spider web.

Lu Ning could see that an extremely powerful form of mental pollution was spreading along every single spider silk.

The mental pollution spread along the spider silk to the cave walls, then spread in all directions before finally disappearing.

A deep look flashed in Lu Ning's eyes.

This mental pollution is very similar to the pollution found in the little boy Lu Ning encountered before, whose cognition had been distorted and who killed his parents.

Clearly, this is the source of the dream plague.

Meanwhile, Yun Rou and another elderly man whom Lu Ning did not recognize were also emitting wisps of mental pollution.

They seemed to be assisting Jerry, constantly outputting mental pollution, and then letting this mental pollution spread along the spider web.

Yun Rou's strength is only at the fifth level, which is not strong. At this moment, her condition is even worse than Jerry's. Her spiritual body is quite dim and seems to be on the verge of collapse.

Relatively speaking, the old man's mental fluctuations reached the eighth level, indicating considerable strength, and his mental body was quite stable.

Li and his group also saw Yun Rou hanging in the spider web, and their expressions immediately changed.

"Yun Rou?!"

"She was actually captured and brought here?!"

Colin and the others clenched their fists, their expressions extremely grim.

However, they did not act rashly.

Because, beneath the spiderweb, in front of that white building, stood two figures.

Lu Ning was also looking at the two figures at this moment.

When Lu Ning saw one of the people's faces clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

This is also an acquaintance... no, Lu Ning and this person do not know each other, but he has seen this person before.

In Bai Jingming's dream, at his daughter's wedding, stood the blond young man beside her.

Perhaps they look alike, but that familiar reserved yet arrogant expression is exactly the same as in Bai Jingming's dream.

But how could that be?

In Bai Jingming's dream, shouldn't the groom have fled in panic after the guest fell ill and attacked Bai Jingming's daughter?

Why are you here?

Moreover... the mental fluctuations emanating from this blond youth are quite powerful, reaching the ninth level!

Such a powerful person actually fled in panic when the disease first appeared?

Even Lu Ning's calm heart was stirred with emotion.

Beside the blond youth was an elderly man with a face full of wrinkles.

The old man was tall and slender, with long silver hair that turned into mist at the ends and floated in the air.

The old man had a vortex of silver mist condensing in his left eye, and he held a staff that seemed to be made from a human spine, with a sphere of silver mist rotating at the top of the staff.

The old man's spiritual fluctuations were quite powerful, reaching the Saint level.

Moreover, it is even stronger than Anlocks.

This is probably quite powerful even among saints.

Upon seeing the old man, Anlocks' expression darkened: "I knew it... this dream plague was quite widespread. So it was you who did it, Yog."

Lin Wuyue's expression changed slightly as she looked at the old man with some wariness and worry in her eyes.

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