A city emitting neon lights floated in an endless darkness.

— Dream City.

Several hundred miles away in the Void.

An old blind man quietly appeared.

He obviously couldn't see the city, but he had countless ways to sense everything about it.

"Chupnos... hmm, mingling with the demon thieves, devouring endless dreams, destroying everything..."

"A bunch of trash."

The old blind man murmured softly.

— There was no need to fear the enemy.

But what was most important now was to verify the information that the Purgatory Demon King had mentioned.

It concerned the Demon King's credibility.

He stretched out his hand and summoned.

The Mother of All Things immediately appeared in mid-air.

"That guy who stole the 'Heavenly Punishment', does he have any connection to the demon thieves?"

The old blind man asked.

— The demon thieves were going tomb raiding.

If that guy who stole the 'Heavenly Punishment' knew the demon thieves, this matter might also involve his planning.

Then they could be caught all at once.

Unfortunately—

much to the old blind man's disappointment, the Mother of All Things shook her head and said:

"Master, he's an enemy of the demon thieves; it's unlikely that he would collaborate with them."

Seeing the old blind man's unhappy expression, and the added spike in his hand, the Mother of All Things hurriedly continued:

"However... I once worked with a Heroic Spirit named 'Human Emperor' a long time ago, and he is a disciple of the Human Emperor, so I have been keeping an eye on him."

"He had killed the White Bone Demon Worm Daville and then masqueraded as Daville to deal with the demon thieves."

"The other demon thieves did not see through his disguise."

The old blind man held back the spike in his hand.

Is that so?

The thief had once impersonated the White Bone Demon Worm Daville?

The old blind man suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

If he also disguised himself as the White Bone Demon Worm Daville to interact with the demon thieves and then killed some of them—

These demon thieves would definitely seek "Daville" for revenge.

Once the demon thieves found him, it would be like he had found him as well.

It was as if he were using the demon thieves to seek out that guy for him.

Excellent.

Let's do that!

The old blind man stretched out his hand and a book immediately fell from the Void.

This book contained various images and detailed descriptions of all kinds of demon thieves.

The old blind man flipped through it for a while and soon found the White Bone Demon Worm Daville.

"... Quite a weak demon thief, he tried to confront me back in the day, but as soon as I showed up, he fled head over heels."

The old blind man pondered and placed his hand on the book.

In an instant.

He completely transformed, morphing into the appearance of the White Bone Demon Worm Daville.

"Alright, let's meet those demon thieves and see how accurate the Purgatory Demon King's information is."

The old blind man said.

"Yes, Master," said the Mother of All Things.

The old blind man flew directly toward Dream City.

At the same moment.

Inside Dream City.

In a casino, the Duke of Abyss was shaking dice, playing with several demon thieves.

A head suddenly appeared and whispered:

"Master, Daville has returned."

The Duke of Abyss paused, set the dice on the table, and laughed heartily: "Business has arrived, you guys keep playing, I'm off to earn a dragon to keep."

He rose from the card table, walked through the hallway, and went out onto the street.

"Guide him to teleport to the street, I'll have a chat and walk with him," the Duke of Abyss said.

"Yes, Master," the head replied.

After a few moments.

A figure flashed onto the street.

"Daville."

The Duke of Abyss walked up to meet him and laughed, "How is it? Did your dragon awaken?"

The expression of "Daville" shifted slightly.

What?

Is there another Daville here?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind as a faint murderous intent began to emanate from him.

...

Elsewhere.

Virtual World.

Coffee shop.

Underground chamber.

Satan commanded:

"Bring someone to increase the power of the Holy Isolation Array to its maximum."

"But Master, that will consume quite a bit of Gold," an angel said.

"Don't worry about the cost of gold, we need to ensure absolute safety and concealment right now, after all—"

Satan looked at the Coffin of Slumber Awakening emitting a constant humming sound and said solemnly:

"We are all in the same boat, if it capsizes, no one will be spared."

Inside the coffin.

Darkness.

The darkness gradually dissipated.

Soft sobs filled his ears.

Who was crying?

Wu Xiaode looked around in confusion, suddenly realizing he was standing inside a cave.

The sobbing sound came from a corner of the cave.

There, a little girl sat huddled, covered in wounds, crying with her face in her hands.

... This was the Dream of the Dragon Clan's Power Awakening.

So that little girl—

Was it Gjestastav?

Wu Xiaode walked over slowly, observing the startling wounds on her body.

Something must have happened before he arrived.

The shadow card representing Gjestastav was almost half grayed out, which showed she was on a path to demise.

Wu Xiaode furrowed his brows and demanded:

"Why cry? What exactly happened, tell me."

The little girl stopped her crying, turned her head to look at him, and managed a weak smile, softly saying:

"It's nothing, little brother, sister is fine."

Information suddenly surfaced in Wu Xiaode's mind.

By participating in this awakening dream, he had become an orphan in the Dragon Clan.

Next.

He was to accompany Gjestastav in confronting those who were sealing her dream powers.

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes briefly.

In this dream, Gjestastav was also an orphan when she was young.

Her parents...

had died in battle to protect the village.

—So she was bullied by her peers?

Yes. Just that.

Is that worth being half-dead over?

Wu Xiaode was speechless for a moment.

He suddenly turned his head toward the cave entrance, only to see another girl appear.

"Hee hee, Gjestastav, you're here, and your brother too, that's great."

The girl turned and ran.

Gjestastav immediately panicked, grabbing Wu Xiaode's hand and pushing him, saying:

"Little Wu, you run, go home quickly!"

"What about you, sister?" Wu Xiaode instinctively cried out sister.

"I can't run, otherwise..." A flicker of fear flashed across Gjestastav's eyes.

Oh.

It turns out her childhood experiences had become psychological trauma.

How boring.

Unperturbed, Wu Xiaode stood his ground, saying, "Sister, it's alright, we have two of us here."

No sooner had he spoken,

when five children appeared at the cave entrance.

Three boys and two girls.

They held sharp knives, swords, and daggers in their hands, sneering:

"Haha, Gjestastav is here, and her brother too!"

"This is going to be fun."

"Come on, Gjestastav, come here, kneel before me and slap yourself a hundred times, and I might cut you one less time."

Wu Xiaode listened slowly, and more and more memories surfaced in his mind.

Gjestastav had always had a talent for rapidly healing from injuries since she was young.

So these children of the Dragon Clan had developed the habit of chopping her for fun.

—Seriously speaking, the absence and scars of childhood need a lifetime to heal.

He had only seen the beginning.

He still didn't know if the pain Gjestastav endured was just this, or if there was more unknown to others.

Again, five people on the other side.

How to fight?

Seeing Gjestastav shivering about to go over, Wu Xiaode grabbed her and pulled her back behind him.

"Don't go."

Wu Xiaode said.

Gjestastav said:

"I won't die, Little Wu, you hide, it's none of your business."

"Idiot, look at them, do you think I'll be alright?" Wu Xiaode cursed.

He pulled Gjestastav along, walking deeper into the cave.

The cave wasn't very large.

It became narrower toward the back, barely allowing two people to pass through.

Wu Xiaode breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he got here.

As long as they weren't surrounded by five people, they had a fair fight, two against two, with one side having a young dragon with a healing talent.

—Who is afraid of whom?

"Don't surrender, otherwise if they stab me in the head, neck, or heart while they are not paying attention, I'll be dead, understand?"

Wu Xiaode warned Gjestastav.

Gjestastav clenched her teeth and finally nodded.

Being bullied in the past was one thing.

If she surrendered this time, and Little Wu got involved and was killed because of her, she wouldn't want to live either.

Since she didn't want to live, what was there to fear?

The five children across from them hesitated for a moment.

The leading girl cursed,

"Damn Gjestastav, you think this can stop us from fighting?"

She held a short sword and strode toward the two.

"Sofia's swordsmanship is really good."

Gjestastav quickly said.

"Got it," Wu Xiaode replied.

He crouched down, ready to pounce at any moment.

The girl named Sofia charged forward, thrusting her sword towards Wu Xiaode.

"It's you, boy, who taught Gjestastav to resist!"

She shouted.

Wu Xiaode suddenly threw a stone he had in hand.

—It turned out he had been picking up stones while crouching!

A hint of scorn appeared on Sofia's lips.

With a clang, the stone was knocked away, but the sword came closer and closer.

Excellent swordsmanship!

Wu Xiaode knew the opponent's swordsmanship was good, but he hadn't expected it to be this good!

He was about to sidestep the sword—

After all, with his abundance of combat experience and techniques, including memories of Human Emperor, Robber Demon, and Purgatory Demon King, dodging this sword technique was not a problem.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened—

Puff.

A light sound.

The short sword stabbed into Gjestastav's body.

Gjestastav had rushed up to block a sword strike!

Wu Xiaode was stunned.

Sofia, somewhat surprised, still laughed loudly, "Not bad, not bad, Gjestastav, you're very conscientious!"

The other children also laughed loudly.

They brandished their weapons and charged forward together.

That's when Wu Xiaode moved.

Taking advantage of the sword still stuck in Gjestastav's chest, he dashed forward, grabbing Sofia by the collar—

Headbutt!

Sofia was immediately smashed, blood covering her face, and she instinctively reached to cover her nose.

Wu Xiaode yanked the sword out of Gjestastav's chest, and then—

Puff.

The short sword pierced through Sofia's body.

Sofia screamed, collapsing to the ground.

Wu Xiaode pulled out the short sword, facing the children as he charged forward.

The children, usually arrogant, now hesitated as they saw Sofia impaled, and then the boy rushing at them with a sword.

Wu Xiaode's sword techniques had been sealed by the Purgatory Demon King, but he always knew basic fighting.

He gripped the sword with both hands, swung forcefully, knocking down the leading boy's long sword and then stabbing him in the stomach—

Amid a scream, the boy also fell to the ground.

Wu Xiaode picked up the long sword.

With a short sword in one hand and a long sword in the other, he quickly took two steps back, stepping on the downed Sofia, and declared, "Come any closer, and I'll cut off her head."

The remaining three children, who initially intended to rush toward him, now dared not move.

As Wu Xiaode's blade pressed against Sofia's neck, cutting the skin and drawing blood.

—He would really do it!

The three children looked at each other, not daring to move.

One of the girls dropped her weapon, shouting loudly, "I'm going to call the adults."

After speaking, she turned and ran.

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