Tang Wulin panted heavily as he thought back to the ordeal that he'd just suffered. In the instant that Na'er's Silver Dragon Spear had punctured through his chest, he'd been struck by unimaginable shock and pain.

Thankfully, his mental fortitude and his trust in Na'er had helped him overcome that nightmare. Even so, Na'er's sobbing voice was still echoing through his mind, and his heart was throbbing with pain. The fact of the matter was he'd hurt Na'er very deeply.

So was he still in a dream or had he regained consciousness? He wasn't sure. The nightmare just now had been too realistic, and it had been completely indistinguishable from real life.

Right at this moment, Old Demon Nightmare slowly appeared before him.

"Were you surprised?" Old Demon Nightmare appraised...