Nightmare exploits this, having tens of thousands of consciousnesses wear down Fang Xiu's consciousness before finally striking.
His plan was indeed very successful.
At this moment, Fang Xiu was surrounded by a dense mass of consciousness entities, which were tearing at his consciousness as if trying to rip him apart.
Even though Fang Xiu was surrounded, his expression remained calm, and the attacks from the consciousness entities could not shake him in the slightest.
Upon seeing this, Nightmare's pupils instantly contracted: "Such unwavering will!"
If Fang Xiu weren't a living person, Nightmare would even think he was a stone.
A person with a firm will is like a rock, impossible to shake.
This kind of person is the type who, once they make a decision, will see it through to the end unless they die, and nothing and no one can sway them.
"Fang Xiu, you are definitely the most determined person I have ever met. I am really curious about what kind of belief supports you and allows you to keep your consciousness from dissipating under the impact of tens of thousands of consciousnesses."
Belief?
Fang Xiu thought of his wife.
Hatred was the only thing that kept him going.
Hatred for his wife, hatred for the supernatural, hatred for the world.
He would not fall until he had avenged himself.
"Fang Xiu, although your will is strong enough, don't forget that water can wear away stone, the Foolish Old Man can move mountains, and an iron pestle can be ground into a needle. Today, I will grind you down to death!"
Nightmare was right. Even if Fang Xiu was solid rock and the attacks from other consciousnesses were like water droplets, the rock would eventually be pierced by the endless water droplets.
Under the relentless attacks, Fang Xiu's consciousness began to waver, a very slight wavering, but ultimately it was shaken.
A gleam of joy flashed in Nightmare's eyes: "Quick! Keep attacking! Shatter his consciousness!"
As Nightmare spoke, black smoke emanated from its body, continuously surging towards Fang Xiu. It was endless fear, attempting to shatter Fang Xiu's heart and make him feel terror!
Fang Xiu's heart was the most resilient it had ever seen, but the more resilient he was, the more it wanted to instill fear in him. How delicious it would be to feel fear from such a resilient person!
Fear me! Be plunged into deep fear!
At this moment, Fang Xiu's voice came: "Fear? I have long since discarded that useless thing."
My wife repeatedly tried to kill me. I cried my eyes out, fought back, and even begged for mercy. I lost my self-respect, I lost everything. All I wanted was to live. I just wanted her to spare my life. But what did she do? She didn't!
From that moment on, I knew that fear was useless and that only you could save yourself.
"You dare to instill fear in me? Who do you think you are?!"
"You bastard! You dare to talk back even when you're about to die!" Nightmare roared in fury, "Tear him to pieces!"
The next moment, countless roars rang out as those consciousness entities went mad, trying to tear Fang Xiu to pieces.
Fang Xiu, who was attacked, felt somewhat dizzy, as if he were a small boat adrift in a stormy sea.
As time ticked by, he grew increasingly drowsy.
This time... it seems I really am going to die.
He was somewhat emotional.
Given his current state, suicide is impossible for him, as his body has been overwhelmed by countless thoughts and he has lost control of it; moreover, his body has already reached its limit.
When one's own consciousness is surrounded, one cannot connect with the supernatural forces, and therefore cannot commit suicide.
It seems that the only way forward for Fang Xiu to recover is for his consciousness to dissipate.
Once consciousness fades, it means that his memories, thoughts, emotions, and everything else will also vanish.
He didn't know if dying in this state would trigger a rollback, or even if it did, his past self would become an amnesiac idiot.
At this moment, Fang Xiu seemed to have truly fallen into a dead end.
Just then, Nightmare changed its tactics.
It emitted endless black smoke from its entire body.
The billowing black smoke spread towards Fang Xiu's mental space, its target being Fang Xiu's mind.
It aims to help Fang Xiu enhance his spirituality, just as it helped Bai Qi break through to the third rank before.
For Nightmare, Fang Xiu's body is his own, and he cannot allow his body to be too weak.
It also wanted to see what level of precognition at the second level could achieve. The precognition at the first level was so powerful that it allowed Fang Xiu to overcome all obstacles and arrive at Putuo Temple.
What about the second order?
A hint of anticipation appeared on Nightmare's face, so he selflessly contributed his power to influence Fang Xiu's mind and help him ignite more spirituality.
The order cannot be reversed, because a Spirit Master's abilities are closely related to their mind. Once Fang Xiu's consciousness dissipates, his abilities will never be able to grow.
Helping to ignite one's spirituality can also accelerate the collapse of Fang Xiu's consciousness.
If a spirit master quickly awakens their spirituality, their mind will become unstable, their consciousness will become confused, and they will face loss of control over their spirituality.
This is a pincer attack from both inside and outside!
Tens of thousands of consciousness entities launched an external attack, while the nightmare itself was disrupted.
At such a critical moment, Nightmare felt that he needed to finish the battle quickly. He didn't want to drag it out for too long, because who knew what unexpected things might happen if the time dragged on.
Don't forget, Yang Ming and Bai Qi are still fighting outside. Once Yang Ming deals with Bai Qi and is free to deal with him, trouble is very likely to arise.
Although Nightmare didn't think Yang Ming could cause any trouble, one could never be too cautious when it came to destiny.
And so, with the help of the nightmare, Fang Xiu's spirituality began to improve rapidly.
Having overcome numerous obstacles, Fang Xiu's spirituality had already reached 12%.
Thirteen percent, fourteen percent, fifteen percent...
Spirituality grows slowly, like a progress bar.
Fang Xiu's consciousness began to show a hint of transparency, indicating that his consciousness was gradually dissipating.
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