If I let you practice martial arts, you'll compress your vital energy ten thousand times?

Beyond the black gate in the dream.

A pale blue light seeped into Lin Xiaoya's dream little by little.

The once quiet room began to blur.

The dining table is gone.

The window is gone.

Even the slight warmth that Lin Yuan had placed on her forehead when he told her to close her eyes felt like it was being blocked by something.

Lin Xiaoya stood once again in that black, mirror-like world.

far away.

The black gate stood silently.

The gate is enormous.

So high that the top is invisible.

The cracks on it resemble the veins of some ancient eye.

Lin Xiaoya's face turned pale.

She didn't want to go there.

This time, however, the black mirror beneath her feet was not simply trapping her.

Instead, it's sinking down little by little.

It was as if they were trying to drag her whole body into the doorway.

"Those who are pure in their ways."

A cold, sinister voice rang out from behind the black door.

"Your coordinates should belong to the Black Gate."

Lin Xiaoya bit her lip.

She didn't understand what door center coordinates were.

All she knew was that these things had come again.

She instinctively wanted to call him "brother".

Before she could even speak, a figure draped in a dark blue robe slowly emerged from the black door.

That figure was human.

It doesn't look like a human.

Its face had no features, only a blurry silhouette of a door.

As the door opened and closed, overlapping whispers could be heard.

The sixth disciple.

Dream Goalkeeper.

Mid-stage Commander Realm.

It did not physically descend into reality, but rather peeked out from the black gate of the dream.

One after another, dark blue chains emerged from the door behind it, coiling around Lin Xiaoya like snakes.

"Don't be afraid."

Meng Men's voice was soft, yet chillingly cold.

"You won't die."

"You just need to go back inside the door."

Lin Xiaoya retreated desperately.

But he couldn't move his feet.

A dark blue chain wrapped around her ankle.

He then wrapped his arms around her wrist.

Finally, a very thin, pale blue ray of light slowly pierced towards her brow.

That's not about killing her.

Instead, it was about peeling away something more hidden from the depths of her dreams.

Door center coordinates.

As long as you get it.

Even if they can't take Lin Xiaoya away tonight, the Black Gate can always find her in the future.

The goalkeeper's plan was never simply to poach players.

It would be best if you could take it with you.

Even if you can't take it with you, you should leave behind coordinates that you can never escape.

Lin Xiaoya's face grew paler and paler.

She finally couldn't hold back any longer and cried out in a trembling voice:

"elder brother……"

boom!

The word had just been uttered.

Deep within the dream world, a heavy footstep suddenly echoed.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

With each step, a crack appeared on the black mirror surface as it sank downwards.

The dream gatekeeper paused in his movements.

It slowly turned its head.

In the darkness of the distance, a figure in black robes and a blood-stained face was walking step by step.

A blood-red mask.

The black robe hung low.

A red lotus flame pattern on the forehead burns quietly.

Lin Xiaoya's eyes instantly reddened when she saw that figure.

She knew that the person was Senior Blood, who was said to be her brother's master.

Yet, she keenly sensed a strange familiarity and closeness from that figure.

"elder brother……"

Her voice was very soft.

But the black-robed, blood-faced man still heard it.

Lin Yuan did not turn around.

He simply said calmly:

"Close your eyes."

Lin Xiaoya immediately obeyed and closed her eyes.

Meng Menjiang looked at Lin Yuan, his shadowy face slightly distorted.

"Blood face".

Being realistic doesn't mean you can hold onto your dreams.

"This is not your physical world."

"This is the edge of the door."

"Here, no matter how heavy your punch, who can you actually hit?"

The words fell.

Behind the black gate, countless dream portals opened simultaneously.

Each door reflects a different scene.

The hospital bed where Lin Xiaoya had a fever when she was a child.

The back view of Lin Yuan leaving home late at night.

Old stairwells in a working-class neighborhood.

The playground of Gaowu No.1 Middle School.

Xiao Chen's face contorted in a ferocious grimace.

Black tides cascade down from the crack in the Black Gate.

Countless fears, memories, and nightmares are forcibly pieced together by the Dream Gatekeeper into a dream labyrinth.

It wanted to trap Lin Yuan in a dream.

I wanted to make sure he couldn't find the real door.

I wanted to stall him.

Lin Yuan stood still.

Looking at those door shadows.

Beneath the blood-red mask, his eyes remained completely still.

"Dream?"

He raised one hand.

Dark gold energy condensed in the palm.

"Just crush it."

The dream gatekeeper sneered.

"ridiculous."

"There's no physical body here for you to exert your strength."

"Do you still think this is reality?"

next moment.

Behind Lin Yuan, dark gold battle patterns lit up inch by inch.

Phase 1.

Ultimate Battle Body.

The lockdown has been lifted.

boom!

The black mirror in the dream suddenly sank.

Meng Men's voice faltered.

It suddenly realized.

This monster's physical strength was even able to penetrate into dreams.

It's not because he understands dreams.

It's because his blood and qi density is too high.

Even the edge of a dream cannot contain his existence.

Lin Yuan took a step forward.

The first layer of the dream gate shattered.

One more step.

The second layer of the dream gate collapsed.

When the third step lands.

Behind him, six additional dark gold arms slowly unfolded.

second stage.

The Eightfold Asura Body.

The lockdown has been lifted.

Rumble—!

Eight arms stretched across the sky.

The entire dream space seemed to have been forcibly squeezed in by an ancient demon god.

Those dream gates pieced together from fear, memory, and pollution began to distort in large swaths.

The Dream Gate will finally change color.

"impossible!"

"You're just a body cultivator!"

"How can the physical body possibly be forced into a dream?"

Lin Yuan did not answer.

All eight arms were raised at the same time.

boom!

A palm fell.

The dark blue chains blocking Lin Xiaoya's way shattered completely.

Lin Xiaoya's body relaxed.

The blue light in Meng Men's eyes flashed intensely.

It immediately realized that it had underestimated the true form of the Blood Face.

This is not a clone.

It is the true essence.

It did not hesitate at all.

He turned and retreated.

The black door behind him suddenly opened.

Mengmen quickly submerged half of his body inside the door, attempting to escape back into the depths of the Black Gate.

Lin Yuan raised his eyes.

The voice was icy.

"Since we're already here..."

"Still trying to leave?"

The goalkeeper's voice was shrill:

"Blood face!"

"You killed the Rift Gate, thus exposing the power path."

"If you kill me again, Lord Yan Xiao will see things even more clearly!"

Lin Yuan took a step forward.

The eight-armed Asura body pressed down, causing the black gate to tremble violently.

"Then let him see it."

The words fell.

Lin Yuan punched into the edge of the black gate in the dream.

The vast wilderness is utterly desolate!

boom--!!!

There was no real-world, earth-shattering explosion.

But the entire dream world collapsed inward under this punch.

The black door frame emitted a piercing cracking sound.

Meng Menjiang's body, which had already retreated into the doorway, was forcibly pulled back by an irresistible force of collapse!

"No!"

The Dream Gate will let out a terrified cry for the first time.

It wanted to close the door.

But the door won't close.

Lin Yuan gripped the edge of the black door with all eight of his arms at the same time.

It's like gripping the upper and lower jaws of a prey.

Then.

It was torn apart forcefully to both sides.

Click—!

The black gate to the dream world was torn open.

The countless whispers of pale blue behind the door abruptly ceased.

The Dream Gatekeeper was dragged out from inside the gate, his robes billowing wildly, transforming into layers of dreamlike phantoms.

It tried to die in someone else's place.

An attempt to transfer.

He tried to hide himself in fragments of Lin Xiaoya's dream.

But it's no use.

Lin Yuan's dark golden aura surged outwards.

All the phantoms were crushed.

He threw a punch.

boom!

The goalkeeper's silhouette and face suddenly caved in.

The second punch landed.

The foundation of the Dream Gate behind it crumbled inch by inch.

The third punch landed.

The collapsing fist force of the desolate wilderness directly pierced through the core of the Dream Gate General.

The sixth disciple.

Dream Goalkeeper.

Fallen.

Before its body disintegrated, a strange smile suddenly appeared on its door-like face.

"Blood face..."

"The faster you kill..."

"Lord Yan Xiao...the clearer you see..."

"Your fist..."

"Your blood..."

"Your true form..."

"They've already... been remembered by the door..."

Before he could finish speaking...

boom!

The Dream Gate will be completely shattered into countless points of ghostly blue light.

A system notification appeared before Lin Yuan's eyes.

[A mid-stage Commander Realm Dream Gate Core detected]

[In the process of removing contaminants and impurities from the abyss]

[Extracting compressible energy]

[Physical compression of Qi and blood is underway]

[Current number of physical compressions of Qi and Blood: 445000]

[Current number of physical compressions of Qi and Blood: 455000]

[Current number of physical compressions of Qi and Blood: 465000]

Lin Yuan stood in the shattered dream.

The eight arms slowly retracted.

Beneath the blood-red mask, his eyes were cold.

Two mid-term disciples of the commanders.

A reality.

A dream.

It seems they came to take someone away.

In reality, they were all knives that Yan Xiao used to test him.

The crack gate will record his real-life boxing journey.

The Dream Gate will record his suppressed dreams.

They used their deaths to send his path of power back into the depths of the Black Gate.

These people aren't stupid.

But this is not important.

Lin Yuan turned around and walked up to Lin Xiaoya.

Lin Xiaoya kept her eyes closed.

Her face turned pale.

But she was very obedient.

It has remained closed.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and gently pressed it on the top of her head.

"It's alright now."

Lin Xiaoya's eyelashes trembled.

"Can I open my eyes now?"

Lin Yuan glanced at the collapsing black door of the dream.

"Not yet."

"Wait for me to come back."

Lin Xiaoya whispered:

"S-senpai, will you come back?"

Lin Yuan's voice was calm.

"meeting."

"Then I'll wait for you."

Lin Yuan tapped his fingertip.

A red lotus fire pattern landed on Lin Xiaoya's brow.

next moment.

Her dream was enveloped in the glow of the red lotus fire, then sank back into the peaceful darkness.

Lin Yuan slowly turned around.

Looking beyond the dream.

Above the Half Gate Domain.

Nine black gates are opening simultaneously.

……

Deep within the Black Gate.

Yan Xiao stood quietly.

Before him, the two dark blue images shattered one after another.

One is the real-life boxing style that the Rift Master transmitted back before his death.

One was the suppression of dreams transmitted back by the Dream Gate before its death.

The nine locks behind Yan Xiao swayed slowly.

The two small, dark blue doors in his eyes were also slowly rotating.

"Eight-Armed Asura Body".

"Great Desolate Annihilation Fist".

"It allows one to channel physical power into dreams."

"The clone, the main body, and the protective seal can all act independently."

"but……"

He paused slightly in his voice.

A cold smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"It is not yet a domain."

This is the most crucial conclusion.

No domain.

You just can't close his door.

No matter how heavy the punch.

It's pointless if you can't hit him.

Yan Xiao slowly raised his hand.

In the palm of his hand, the Black Gate Token bestowed by the sect leader glowed with a ghostly blue light.

"Blood face".

"You are indeed stronger than I imagined."

"pity."

Being strong doesn't mean you can protect her.

Nine black locks simultaneously unfolded behind him.

The small door at the end of each chain slowly opened.

boom!

Above the civilian area of ​​the Seventh Safe Zone.

The half-gate domain trembled violently once again.

Nine black gates appeared simultaneously.

Behind each black door emanated an extremely heavy atmosphere.

Su Qinghan stood in front of the outer barrier, her face pale.

She sensed a terrifying aura, far surpassing that of the two mid-stage disciples of the Commander-in-Chief, descending upon her.

Luo Xingshuang also arrived at the edge of the Half-Domain Domain.

The silver battle suit gleamed coldly in the night.

She looked up at the nine doors, her pupils contracting slightly.

"Peak of the Commander Realm..."

Gu Changye stood in the shadows further away.

He did not approach rashly.

They simply watched quietly as the changes occurred within the half-domain.

When the nine black doors opened simultaneously, there was no fear in his eyes, but rather a deeper anticipation.

"Finally, we've reached the last floor."

……

Inside the old tenement building.

Lin Xiaoya leaned back in her chair, as if she were asleep.

A red lotus flame pattern burns quietly on the center of the forehead.

Lin Yuan's true form returned to reality from the edge of the dream.

The black robe and blood-stained face still covered his entire body.

He looked up at the nine black gates in the sky.

next moment.

A tall figure slowly stepped out from the first black door.

Dark red robe with door patterns.

Nine black chains hung from his shoulders.

At the end of each chain hangs a small door-shaped talisman.

The seventh disciple.

Yan Xiao.

Peak of the Commander Realm.

He looked down at Lin Yuan from his elevated position.

Two small, dark blue doors slowly rotated in my eyes.

"Blood face".

"Now."

"It's my turn."