In the real world, on the edge of a night market.
Lin Feng ordered a few simple skewers and a bottle of beer, then looked at the group of people eating and drinking from afar.
It was that clergyman, his three high school classmates, and a female childhood friend from next door.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the priest and his childhood friend were extremely close, holding hands while eating, and the group was discussing their engagement.
“...”
Lin Feng was speechless. Although he hadn't dated many people, he didn't need to find someone he had never interacted with since childhood.
Before long, the group was clearly quite drunk, and listening to their conversation, Lin Feng was even more speechless.
This guy could drink ten bottles without getting drunk. He posted a short video, became famous for drinking, and then partnered with his childhood friend, making both money and a friend.
"Hahaha, let's drink until we drop tonight!"
The group shouted, and the nearby filming equipment began recording.
After finishing ten cases of beer, the group ended the filming. Priest Jeda saw off his three friends and his girlfriend to her car before coming to Lin Feng alone.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
The smell of alcohol dissipated quickly with the magic, and Jeda sensed the unfathomable aura emanating from Lin Feng, his eyes flashing with extreme fear.
"How have you been lately?" Lin Feng asked, making Jeda's heart pound.
Jada replied slowly, "Very good, using normal means, the family has become much wealthier."
Lin Feng asked again, "Do you really want to marry her?"
“Hmm…she’s fine.” Jeda paused slightly. “If you want your identity back, I can…”
"No need," Lin Feng interrupted Jeda. "Treat them well."
"Um...."
Jeda nodded, and just as he was about to say something, Lin Feng vanished from his sight in an instant.
A cool breeze swept across the sky. Several months had passed without him realizing it. Although the real world seemed unchanged to him, the changing sky gave off a sense of incongruity.
Unconsciously, he reached the top of the mountain outside the city. Lin Feng gazed at the city's night view and gradually relaxed.
This world also shares some similarities with Nightmare Space...
As he was zoning out, Lin Feng suddenly sensed a certain aura lingering in the air.
"Cold, violent, death... Is this the aura of zombies? There are actually zombies involved here?"
After a moment of thought, his spiritual eye immediately opened, and as his divine sense transformed into fine threads that pierced through, it instantly found a place where the aura in the air was even denser.
"There it is!"
The moment his gaze locked on the target, Lin Feng appeared in the sky above the city. He saw a large patch of yin energy accumulating above an unfinished building in the middle of the city, slowly rotating and spreading outwards into the city.
At that very moment, several figures flew in from a distance and landed on the rooftops one by one, among them being the priest.
"Xuan Cheng, it's been seventy years, and you still haven't given up."
"Seventy years... Hahahahahahaha!"
A voice, different from what was expected, rang out—clean, cold, and arrogant.
"It's not just seventy years, I've waited for a full thousand years! How can you just give up like that!"
"You old codger, so what can you do? The world is watching. Even if you succeed, no one will acknowledge you." A familiar voice appeared, and Old Man Zhang mingled in the crowd, pointing directly at the figure in the unfinished building: "Old man, I'm tired of chasing you."
"And you, why are you chatting about history online? Drinking is drinking, why do you have to say so much nonsense? Now look what you've done, you've attracted this guy here." Old Zhang said, looking at the priest Jeda.
“I didn’t expect him to be so petty. I just asked a friend who studies history a few questions… and he came at me.” Jeda turned his head away; he didn’t know about this either.
"Hmph, let the world judge my father according to history, but he even cursed me. I can't quell my hatred without killing him!" Xuan Cheng sneered, and his blood-red eyes, which emerged from the darkness, transformed into a blood moon that enveloped the heavens and the earth.
"Sigh, that's why you're such a chatterbox," Old Zhang said with a smile. "But it's not bad that we were able to lure him out."
After saying that, the lazy aura emanating from Old Man Zhang completely dissipated.
"Immortal Clouds Obscuring the Sky Formation!"
The mist that emanated from Old Man Zhang instantly covered the entire sky, as if a layer had appeared between heaven and earth, clearly dividing the upper and lower parts of the sky.
"Someone else has come in?" Old Zhang turned around in surprise, and the people around him also noticed the dark figure that had appeared in the formation.
"Not the newly selected participants? Have new missing persons entered the Nightmare Space?" Old Zhang asked the two people beside him. They both shook their heads at the same time: "No."
"Lin Feng, is he your friend?" Old Zhang looked at Jeda to the side.
"Uh... I'm just passing through the nightmare space, I don't have any friends that powerful." Jeda denied it outright.
He dared not admit it, and even less wanted to reveal his identity.
If Lin Feng really offends someone and gets dragged into it, that would be troublesome.
"So, he's your friend? I didn't expect you old codger to trick someone into helping you again." Old Zhang's gaze shifted to Xuan Cheng, who was standing at the edge of the building. His aura changed, and the entire formation began to flow wildly with the swirling clouds.
"Notify the bureau, Xuan Cheng..."
Just as Old Zhang opened his mouth, a familiar voice suddenly floated from the blurry black shadow: "Old man, do you need my help?"
"Huh?" Old Man Zhang stopped what he was doing, and the great array he was operating suddenly tightened, completely isolating them within it: "What are you doing here?"
"Why can't I be here?" Lin Feng smiled, then asked, "Who is this Xuan Cheng who claims to be the original self?"
"A prince from the Qing Dynasty has been in the Nightmare Space for over a hundred years. He first cultivated to become incorruptible, and later rebuilt the path of the zombie. Now he is at the level of the Corpse Ancestor."
"Decades ago, he led a group of people to form a gang in the Nightmare Space and created a Corpse Gate in an attempt to change the rules of the real world, but he failed in the end."
Could he be the zombie that Wang Wu encountered?
Lin Feng glanced over and saw that the man standing inside the building had his hair flying back and was wearing a dark gold robe. He also had protective gear resembling a Hou Tan (a mythical beast) on his hands, feet, and shoulders.
In the dim light, one could see that the Hou Tun was exhaling some kind of extremely cold aura.
“That’s quite difficult. Nowadays, almost every participant is at a transcendent level…” Lin Feng casually remarked.
“Yes, in the past, there was no such thing as transcendence. I, an old man, went to great lengths to find him. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have lost all my abilities and had to start cultivating from the human level again.” Old Man Zhang naturally answered Lin Feng’s doubts.
"Can we start over?" Lin Feng asked with a strange look in his eyes.
"Of course, 200,000 Nightmare Points, abandon all power, and start all over again."
"Understood."
Lin Feng suppressed his curiosity and stepped closer to Old Man Zhang: "Where are your teammates?"
"It's temporary. This old man likes to wander around when he's bored." Old Zhang chuckled, and with another flick of his wrist, he transported everyone into another dimensional space.
Temporary? Probably just observation.
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