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Misty Manor holds all the Sea Demons, and under An Wusheng's rule, not a single Sea Demon would dare to attempt to breach the fortress-like prison. Yet, they have never ceased their disturbances.
These creatures, who delight in devouring both humans and seaweed, have tasted countless torments each day without learning their lesson.
An Wusheng had just returned from suppressing the rebellious Sea Demons at Misty Manor. He could hardly wait to shed his outer robe and lay down on the cold floor of the hall as soon as he closed the door.
The cold wind swept in from outside; in December's chill, he felt as if he were stumbling through deep snow, with every step sinking him further into despair.
There seemed to be no end to the hopelessness of life.
A servant knocked gently on the door, saying softly, "Respected King, perhaps you should tell the lady the truth. How long will this misunderstanding continue?"
He rambled on for a while, but An Wusheng remained silent until an urgent military report arrived.
"Respected King, there has been trouble north of Yao Hai. In just one night, a thousand people have vanished without a trace. The citizens believe that the Sea Demons have escaped and are rampaging, and now they are starting to pack up and prepare to leave Yao Hai."
The indifferent moonlight filtered through the window, and the wind gradually chilled his chest. He did not know how long had passed before he gathered his robes and opened the door. "Let those creatures from Misty Manor out."
"Respected King, you mustn't! Once the gates are opened, then—"
"Then it will be uncontrollable, right?" He laughed coldly, his dark eyes like ink spreading outwards, unfathomable. "It doesn't matter; I'm gambling."
Once Misty Manor is opened, these Sea Demons will return to Yao Hai. At that time, no Northern King will be able to summon the powers within the Shura Chess Game to drive back the Sea Demons.
The decision to surrender, akin to throwing away a weapon, spread throughout Yao Hai in just half a day. The citizens fled in panic, while at the same time, those who had once given their hearts to the Lost Dream of No Return and had been in slumber seemed to be summoned, gathering together.
There were three thousand Dream Souls, revived after a decade of hypnosis, incomparable in their power. They formed a Dream Army.
The leader of the Dream Army rushed to Misty Manor without pause. Upon seeing the leader's appearance, An Wusheng staggered back two steps, his heart turning to ash.
He had lost the bet...
"An Wusheng, our ten years of marriage ends here; I will no longer show mercy."
An Wusheng could hardly believe his eyes, yet it felt as if he had already anticipated this moment. He couldn't help but laugh at himself: "I thought you no longer wanted to kill me."
"You wish."
Qingchou waved her hand, and the three thousand Dream Army members removed their iron masks. Each wore a solemn expression, not a hint of laughter on their faces, like puppets in her hands; at that moment, only the scent of blood could be sensed.
"An Wusheng, if you hadn't deceived me into coming here, another thousand people would have vanished from Yao Hai tonight. They are not dead; they have merely been misled by the Dream Army and become my soldiers..."
She used the Dream Soul Technique to hypnotize these people and then sent them to hypnotize the citizens of Yao Hai. Within ten days, this world would belong to her.
An Wusheng pressed his lips together, unable to utter a word for a long time.
She actually intended to kill him without hesitation, using those powerless citizens? To turn them into tools for her murder?
"No, this is impossible. The Qingchou I know would never do such a thing." An Wusheng swiftly descended from the gate, while at the same time, the thousand guards stationed at Misty Manor formed their ranks.
An Wusheng wanted to stop Qingchou, but before he could reach her, the thousand attendants had already trapped him using the Dream Soul Formation.
He turned back in surprise, and Qingchou smiled, "Did you think the thousand who disappeared went somewhere else? They are still by your side, your most trusted army. But unfortunately, last night, they became mine."
His limbs felt as if they were bound by wind and snow; An Wusheng was left helpless.
He continued to gaze at Qingchou with an inscrutable emotion, staring at her intently: "Qingchou, no matter what, do not open Misty Manor."
Qingchou seemed not to hear him at all. She turned around and instructed the Dream Army in a hushed voice: "Strip away his dream bones; I want his heart."
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