In a blurred daze, Zhang Kui fell into a nightmare.
He only felt a stuffiness in his chest, his limbs stiff and unable to move, while a constant rustling sound surrounded him, as if something was gradually approaching...
Sleep paralysis?!
Zhang Kui was shocked; ever since he came to this world, he had been chasing after evil spirits and had never encountered such a thing.
Meanwhile, inside the room, from the walls to the wooden floor, large patches of mold had grown, exuding ominousness and decay, gradually spreading and surrounding him.
Fortunately, half of his consciousness remained clear.
Life Light Skill!
Lying on his side on the bed, Zhang Kui suddenly emitted a faint golden light all over his body, and the mold that had spread to the bed sizzled upon contact with it...
What puzzled Zhang Kui was,
he still didn't wake up.
In a trance, it was as if his consciousness had left his body, and everything in the room appeared hazy, like an old movie scene.
