Chapter 445 - 210: Turning the Tables, Annihilating a Star with a Flick
Chapter 445: Chapter 210: Turning the Tables, Annihilating a Star with a Flick
An incredibly sharp purple crystal spike materialized in the palm of his right hand.
As everyone watched in horror, Lin Ye, expressionless, raised his right hand and brutally stabbed it into the back of his left hand!
SQUELCH!
The amethyst crystal pierced his flesh, and blood instantly gushed out, staining the back of his hand red.
"They’re insane, all of them!"
"Lin Ye, what are you doing!"
The members of Xinhuo cried out in alarm.
However, Lin Ye seemed oblivious to the bone-piercing pain and the flowing blood. He simply held up his blood-drenched left hand and displayed it for all to see.
His voice was still even. "Now, I’m injured, and I’m bleeding. Right?"
Everyone nodded subconsciously. How could such a gory scene be fake?
But Lin Ye slowly shook his head.
"No."
"I don’t believe it."
The moment the words left his mouth, a scene that shattered everyone’s worldview unfolded.
The gruesome wound and the endlessly gushing blood, as if a video was being played in reverse, rapidly receded and healed in a way that defied all logic!
In just two seconds, the back of Lin Ye’s left hand was as smooth as new, without a single scar remaining.
It was as if the bloody scene from a moment ago had truly been just an illusion.
The entire cavern fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone’s eyes were wide, their mouths agape, their minds a complete blank.
Hu Dahai, especially, stood frozen on the spot. He looked at Lin Ye’s unharmed hand, then down at the wounds he himself had sustained in the earlier struggle, and felt his entire worldview being completely overturned.
"This... How is this possible..." someone muttered, their voice trembling.
"Now, do you understand?"
"This is a dream where cognition defines everything."
"You believe you were cut by a blade, so your bodies truly manifested wounds."
"But I don’t believe I was pierced, so the wound does not exist."
"As for Zhang Daoxuan..."
Lin Ye’s gaze swept over the cold corpse on the ground.
"He saw through the truth from the very beginning. He firmly believed he was in a dream, so the fatal wound he inflicted on himself couldn’t possibly affect his real body."
"He isn’t dead. He’s just been trapped in another way by the creator of this dream."
’Cognition... defines everything?’
’I don’t believe it, so I don’t get hurt?’
This logic was too subversive, too insane, and too absurd for most of them to accept for the time being.
Lin Ye looked at the expressions on their faces—a mixture of shock, confusion, and fear—and knew in his heart that this alone was not enough.
’To make them truly understand, I need to use a more absolute, more irrefutable, and more impactful method to tear this false world apart right in front of them!’
Phase Transition!
Frenzy!
Lin Ye felt a terrifyingly immense power surge through his entire body.
All Attributes instantly doubled!
That, of course, included his Spirit attribute.
At that moment, the world in Lin Ye’s eyes changed completely.
He could see that the entire Dream World was like a vast network constructed from countless fine, fragile threads. The source of all these threads converged on a single point from which black mist endlessly billowed.
’That must be the hiding place of this dream’s creator.’
Lin Ye’s mind was perfectly clear.
’In the end, whether you’re controlled by the dream or you control the dream, it all comes down to a contest of Spiritual Power.’
’Whoever has the stronger Spiritual Power is the master of this world.’
’That Black Nightmare Race creature was able to drag us all into the dream simply because its Spiritual Power surpassed everyone else’s here.’
Lin Ye could now feel his control over the dream reaching about forty percent.
’The other sixty percent must still be in the hands of that Black Nightmare Race creature.’
’However, it seems to be taking a completely "hands-off" approach to my corner of the dream.’
A realization dawned in Lin Ye’s mind.
’This means that there is another will...’
’...holding it back!’
’It’s Zhang Daoxuan!’
Lin Ye looked at Hu Dahai.
"Mr. Hu, let me borrow your blade."
Hu Dahai was now completely intimidated by Lin Ye’s aura. Hearing his words, he almost subconsciously handed over his combat blade.
Lin Ye took the combat blade and casually tested its weight.
Then, under everyone’s uncomprehending stares, he faced the platform beneath his feet, faced the vast underground space, faced the entire Painful Labyrinth, and swung the blade with an airy lightness.
There was no flash from the blade.
Not even a sound.
And yet, the next second—
The world tore asunder!
As everyone watched in utter horror, the massive platform beneath their feet, along with the entire underground space, was sliced cleanly in two down the middle!
A massive, bottomless chasm stretched infinitely downward!
They could see, below the chasm, layer upon layer of unimaginably complex rock strata, the planetary crust, the mantle...
Above, the immeasurably thick Painful Labyrinth split open, and they saw the sky once more.
A galaxy, brilliant to the extreme, appeared before everyone’s eyes without any warning.
Countless stars twinkled, magnificent nebulae flowed slowly by, and distant galaxies emanated a hazy light.
One swing. Just one swing!
Had he split this desolate, dead planet completely in two?!