What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1047

“When the old wounds resurfaced, the sheer, soul‐rending pain nearly sent Zuo Shanchuan into unconsciousness.

No—this wasn’t an illusion!

How could an illusion truly wound the body? Everything was real!

Instantly, the ground beneath him cracked apart. Countless fiendish ghosts crawled out, surging madly toward Zuo Shanchuan.

Under normal circumstances, he would never dare look such things in the face—no matter how many he slew, they could never come within three meters of him. His protective divine radiance was no empty boast.

But now it was utterly different.

His entire body was bereft of any divine power, and the memories’ painful reverberations left him battered and bleeding. Zuo Shanchuan could not even rise, let alone fight back. He could only watch helplessly as these vile ghosts—once beneath contempt—swarmed over him and swallowed him whole.

What felt like an eternity of torment to Zuo Shanchuan was, in truth, only two breaths of time in the outside world.

When the dust finally settled, Ye Yu had harvested 180,000,000 points of negative emotion.

Hell of Fear truly was extraordinary—letting one’s enemy perish in boundless terror both tortured them thoroughly and yielded immense negative emotion. It was perfectly tailored to Ye Yu’s needs, a worthy exchange for sacrificing four divine arts to learn this one.

Ye Yu then strode over to Jin Ci, who was already broken by the Despairing Forest. The deadwood vines around him had sprouted razor‐sharp ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) thorns, piercing his flesh and siphoning every drop of his divine power. Poor Jin Ci could only pray for a swift death—but that would not come so easily. Ye Yu still needed these Divine Clan cultivators to locate the heart demon.

Ye Yu raised his right hand and began reading Jin Ci’s memories. Shen Fuxin stood off to one side, stunned at the scene before her. To overcome two opponents and fully triumph in such short time—Ye Yu’s strength was astonishing. A gulf had opened between their power levels, and Shen Fuxin felt disheartened.

Several breaths later, Ye Yu withdrew his hand, his expression oddly bemused.

“I must say, you two were putting on airs,” he said. “I expected some mysterious art to locate the heart demon, but the real key tool is nothing more than a compass. If you’re going to use an aid, why cloak it in such mystique? It’s just a waste of feelings.”

Ye Yu plucked the golden compass from Jin Ci’s sleeve, then with a flick of his sleeve sent Jin Ci to his end.

“Trash,” Ye Yu muttered. “You contributed only 170,000,000 points. You can’t even compare to your senior brother.”

Consulting Jin Ci’s memories, Ye Yu infused divine power into the compass. In moments, a phantom mini‐map covering a million li shimmered into view, dotted with a dozen red points that pulsed around its edges.

Shen Fuxin approached and asked, “What is this?”

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