Xu Yangyi searched Rocjourney’s face for no less than ten seconds. The bearded man was choking so much that his veins were visibly flushed against his skin, so the demon slayer then coldly flung his hand out. Rocjourney began hacking and immediately separated himself far away from Xu Yangyi, floating in the air.

He wanted to say “why”! What normal person would choose to face a hundred thousand Nightmares and the Nightmare king controlling them?

He wanted to say, “You’re still nothing more than insignificant middle-stage Foundation Establishment! If not for me and Enihilus, you wouldn’t have been able to reach the passage for the second level!”

He wanted to say… “How can you treat me like this?! If not for me, if I weren’t willing to sacrifice my centuries of cultivation, who would be ultimately capable of suppressing the Dream Walker? Who would be able to survive that monster’s hand?!”

However, not one word left his lips.

The reality of the situation was that he had fled. With time as precious as gold, and before the Dream Walker awakened, they had been obstructed by the seemingly insurmountable Nightmare nest. Xu Yangyi, though, hadn’t stopped. One man, one sword, and one divine ability forcibly cleaved through the moon of ...