After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

This is the real reason why it can be considered a celestial artifact even though it is just a small world.

But all they could do was barely survive.

After all, if you really anger a cultivator at the Enlightenment Realm, you might just smash the "Monkey King's Dream" along with it.

"As expected of the unparalleled genius of the 'Starry Sky Division,' indeed... knowledgeable and well-informed." A hoarse, strained voice rang out, and a hunched, withered figure emerged from the darkness, as if it had always been there, sitting on one side of the chessboard.

However, Shi Yan could sense it.

The letter from last month that I see before me is just an illusion.

His true physical body is not here.

Shi Yan simply stared at him coldly.

In just a few days, Shang Yuexin transformed from a gentle and refined scholar into a "dried-up corpse," having become possessed by a demon.

Last month, Shin's eyes were sunken and the edges of her eyeballs were bloodshot.

He glared at Shi Yan with resentment.

"So……"

"Teacher's words."

"Would you dare to play a game of chess with me?"

"Don't go," Xingjiu tugged at Shiyan's sleeve. "It's just a mere 'Hungry Ghost Festival Dream,' at worst, we can have the Red Paper Hermit shatter it."

Hearing Xingjiu's words, Shangyue Xin didn't show the slightest panic. "Shatter?"

"That's a good feeling."

He even revealed a hint of sarcasm, "Having shattered this 'Yulan Dream,' this city of Jizhou... will no longer have a place for me."

"He's telling the truth..."

Shi Hongjian's voice rang in Shi Yan's ears.

"The 'Hungry Ghost Festival Dream' is different from ordinary small grotto-heavens."

“If a small world is shattered, the things inside... people... will either be directly shattered in the turbulent currents, or they will be released on the spot.”

"But the 'Hungry Ghost Festival Dream'...it has a point of anchor in the present world."

"Last month's letter was likely hidden within the 'Dream of the Ghost Festival.' If we destroy it, he will most likely return directly to Yangzhou."

"Then why didn't he just return to Yangzhou?" Shi Yan asked, somewhat puzzled.

Shi Hongjian's gaze fell on Xing Jiu, "Thanks to your little girlfriend..."

"Any flight-type or spatial teleportation-type spells are prohibited within Jizhou City."

"Even if Xin wanted to return to Yangzhou last month using the 'Hungry Ghost Festival Dream,' he couldn't; he could only choose to shatter it."

"But... how easy is it to break such a Buddhist treasure? Unless a cultivator at the Enlightenment Realm makes a move..."

“Then I’ll play a game of chess with him,” Shi Yan said, looking at Shang Yue’s letter.

"No!!" Shi Hongjian was also somewhat nervous. "If that really is the 'Hungry Ghost Festival Dream,' then... according to the rules of the 'Hungry Ghost Festival Dream,' cultivators at the Enlightenment Realm cannot enter."

"The power I have placed within you will also undergo unexpected changes due to shifts in the world's rules."

"If he wants to do something to you..."

Shi Hongjian didn't even dare to imagine what might happen to Shi Yan.

The entire Kyushu region will likely be turned upside down.

"how?"

"You don't dare?" Shangyue Xin looked at Shi Yan with certainty.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Shi Yan sat directly opposite the phantom of Shang Yuexin.

"Master Shi Yan!!"

"Sister Shiyan!!"

"Teacher's words!!"

Everyone except Shi Yan panicked for a moment, and Shi Hongjian's figure appeared directly at the entrance of the alley.

Last month, Xin looked up at Shi Hongjian in the rain.

Shi Yan also turned around and winked at Shi Hongjian, indicating that he had other ideas.

Shi Yan glanced at Shi Hongjian, then picked up the white pieces.

She looked calmly at the letter from last month in front of her.

boom--

The moment the white pieces landed, Shi Yan disappeared into the alleyway.

The phantom image of last month's letter also slowly disappeared.

“Last month’s letter!!” Shi Hongjian called out to the illusory figure of last month’s letter, “If Shi Yan were missing even a single hair…”

“Red Paper Hermit—” Shang Yuexin looked up maliciously, his deep-set eyes staring at Shi Hongjian, “I’m so scared.”

Standing quietly on a chessboard, Shi Yan looked around.

She felt as if she were truly in a world on a chessboard, with endless plains dotted with mountains of different colors, one black and one white.

Raise your head...

The sky was tinged with a dark red color.

The gloomy sky seemed to be dripping blood.

"Hahaha..." As Shi Yan looked around, a man's frantic, loud voice suddenly rang out in front of him.

A terrifying humanoid figure slowly approached Shi Yan.

"did not expect……"

"I really didn't expect this..."

"The darling of Heaven and Earth, she was so easily fooled."

"With just a few words... he delivered himself right to their doorstep."

Shi Yan looked at the human figure.

Completely different from his gentle and robust appearance a few days ago, Shin Uezuki's physique at this moment can only be described as terrifying.

His flesh and blood seemed to have completely withered.

His withered skin clung to his bones, his eye sockets were sunken, and his chest and abdomen were sagging.

The jagged bones were covered with a thin layer of skin, making it look like a walking skeleton.

"You shouldn't have attacked her." Shi Yan's voice was calm.

If Wen Ruya or Xia Xia were here, they would immediately realize... Shi Yan is very angry, extremely angry.

She dared to pick up the chess piece from last month's letter, not just because she was provoked.

But...

From the moment Shi Yan saw Shi Moyi's eyes turn dark gold, he vowed to grind this demon-possessed man to dust and plunge him into the deepest hell.

"The Dream of the Ghost Festival" is inaccessible to cultivators at the Enlightenment Realm.

It doesn't matter.

The fact that cultivators at the Enlightenment Realm cannot enter means that... even cultivators at the Enlightenment Realm will not understand what they have done.

The power of Shi Hongjian may be affected by the "Yulan Dream" and undergo unpredictable changes.

It doesn't matter.

From the very beginning... Shi Yan never intended to use Shi Hongjian's power.

"Attack her?" The hideous skeleton tilted its head. "You mean that little girl?"

"The taste of her flesh and blood is truly captivating."

"But I believe... the taste of your flesh and blood will..."

Before Shang Yuexin could finish speaking, Shi Yan had already punched him hard in the eye socket.

The skeletal man was sent flying backwards, crashing into the white chess piece hill before slowly sliding down and falling.

He was clearly a cultivator at the ninth level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

However, at this moment, Xin was as withered as an ordinary person without any cultivation.

He rubbed his lips, a sinister smile spreading across his face as he looked at Shi Yan. "Did you enjoy the fight?"

"In the last moment of your life..."

"What's wrong with letting you have some fun for now?"

"At the last moment?" A smile suddenly appeared on Shi Yan's face.

“Yes… at the very last moment.” Shin slowly propped himself up, looking at Shi Yan. “You didn’t think that being here—”

"Can Shi Hongjian still protect you?"

"Do you know... Shi Yan?"

"That little girl's words were only half right."

"The 'Hungry Ghost Festival Dream' does indeed contain a small world. However... the 'Hungry Ghost Festival Dream' has never been a Buddhist or Taoist treasure."

"on the contrary--"

"This is a supreme treasure of the demonic path."

"The 'Hungry Ghost Festival Dream' does not contain fragments of the world."

"Instead... it's the dregs of the world that were chewed and devoured by the Heavenly Demons."

"The 'Hungry Ghost Festival Dream'!!" The letter from last month's letter twisted in a grimace. "It is the bone of a desolate demon, imprisoned in the mortal world a thousand years ago by the Demon King of the Heavenly Realm."

"Do you understand?"