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He Lingchuan stared, dumbstruck, as Sun Fuping drifted farther and farther away. It was only when that wisp of red mist merged back into the giant figure’s body that he finally came back to himself.
Of course.
Sun Fuping had died inside the Generous Pot’s illusion realm, so his soul had very likely been trapped in the soul land.
Judging by this, he would never be freed.
Only then did He Lingchuan begin to feel the strain of running out of air.
He had held his breath too long. If he did not get back to the surface now, he would be kicked out of the dreamscape.
That giant red figure at the bottom seemed to move with leisurely calm, but each casual sweep of its body carried it dozens of meters forward.
In no more than two breaths, it vanished into that extreme cold darkness.
He Lingchuan also swam with all his strength back toward the surface. The moment his head broke the water, he gulped in mouthfuls of air.
Just a little more, and he would have suffocated in the deep water, experiencing yet another new way to die in the dreamscape.
The spider silk net bag was still hanging from the stalactite. But somehow those unknown roots had already reached all the way here, wrapped themselves around the severed head several times over, and were greedily siphoning away its power as if sucking up jelly. That was why the monster head had still failed...
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