“Die in peace,” Heavenly-Sheep said. “The feeling of not being able to breathe is painful, isn’t it?”

“Why…?” Earth-Sheep said with his head lowered. “You said it yourself, you slept for decades before waking up… so why do you want to kill people?”

“Just woke up?” Heavenly-Sheep grinned. “You actually believed that? Is it possible you didn’t figure it out? This place is the nightmare.”

“Nightmare…?” Earth-Sheep covered his chest and slowly narrowed his eyes.

“Do you think this place is a dream or that the real world is a dream?” Heavenly-Sheep pointed at Earth-Sheep’s ears. “Tell me yourself—a freak with a rabbit head and human body, is it more likely to appear in reality or in a dream?”

Upon hearing this, Earth-Sheep paused slightly and reached up to touch his own cheek.

Yes, how much did this resemble a dream?

Here there were people who could cast “immortal techniques,” people with beast heads and human bodies, people who could be reborn after death, and people like insects.

It was just a pity that there could be no nightmare this terrifying in this world.

Each person’s pain and suffering here was independent and real.

“So if I kill a monster in a nightmare… where’s the problem?” Heavenly-Sheep asked again.

Only now did Earth-Sheep realize that Heavenly-Sheep had no hostility toward him, but rather possessed the madness unique to the “Land of the End.”

“But your hand turned into iron,” Earth-Sheep said through gritted teeth. “If this is a nightmare you just had, how did you know your hand could transform into metal?”

“You…”

Heavenly-Sheep’s expression showed she understood many things in her heart, but she was unwilling to admit it.

“Yes, but Heavenly-Dragon can let me see my family. Can you?” Heavenly-Sheep asked. “Even if all the ‘rebels’ truly succeed, they’ll only shatter the ‘Heaven-level’s’ dream of returning to reality. What reason do I have not to kill you?”

“I was naive…” Earth-Sheep laughed bitterly. “So you’re clear about everything… and I was still trying to persuade you.”

“Yes, don’t be foolish. Your head is enough to let me exchange for another beautiful dream,” Heavenly-Sheep smiled. “A genuine ‘rebel,’ right?”

“What a pity…” Earth-Sheep said in a low voice.

“I feel sorry for you too,” Heavenly-Sheep nodded. “Clearly such a strong man, yet pierced through the windpipe by me.”

“The pity is for you.” Earth-Sheep slowly stood up, as if nothing had happened, raising his head to look at Heavenly-Sheep. His complexion was normal, looking completely unlike someone who had stopped breathing.

Seeing this, Heavenly-Sheep furrowed her brow slightly: “You…”

“Thanks to my teammate, I may be among the earliest batch of people to know that ‘breathing is completely unnecessary here.'” Earth-Sheep stretched his muscles and bones. “Although fighting a ‘Heaven-level’ is quite difficult, I already have absolutely no psychological pressure. Someone like you only deserves to die.”

…

Seeing Heavenly-Snake begging for mercy, White Snake felt considerable dissonance in his heart.

Although he had never fought with Heavenly-Snake, the other party had “mind reading” after all. If it really came to a fight, how could he be afraid of himself?

The doubtful thoughts in his heart were transmitted clearly and distinctly to Heavenly-Snake’s mind. Heavenly-Snake hurriedly added: “It’s true! You should have discovered that from beginning to end, everything I’ve done has been to preserve my life… After all, Qinglong could kill me at any moment. Accompanying a lord is like accompanying a tiger—you’ve heard that saying, right?”

White Snake still squinted his eyes. He felt he understood Heavenly-Snake too well. He did want to preserve his life, but at this very moment, the most effective means of preserving his life wasn’t “begging for mercy” but “killing himself.”

Xiao Ran, meanwhile, watched this scene from the side with a smile, having already calculated in her heart how to report this to Qinglong.

As a Heavenly-Snake yet groveling before a “Ground-level” begging for mercy—Qinglong would never let him off no matter what.

“You…” Heavenly-Snake discovered that White Snake wasn’t listening to his words at all and hurriedly said, “It’s true. Although I don’t know how to make you believe me… how about I transplant a ‘mind reading’ ability into you right now?”

“I don’t want to read your filthy heart.”

White Snake turned back around and reached out to lock the door.

“Heavenly-Snake, you toyed with me like an animal. Even if you kneel before me and kowtow until your head bleeds, I absolutely will not spare you.”

“Damn it…” Heavenly-Snake said through gritted teeth. “Are you really prepared for mutual destruction here?”

“Yes.” White Snake turned around in a battle-ready stance. “Once I came, I had no intention of leaving. Either I die here, or we all die here together.”

“Just for those ‘rebels’… you’re risking your life?!”

“Killing you isn’t for anyone else, but for myself,” White Snake took a deep breath and said. “This is the first time in my life I’ve actively resisted my broken and battered life. To me, this has extraordinary significance. If I don’t take the initiative to strike this time, I’ll forever lose to my own life.”

“You’ll die,” Heavenly-Snake said coldly. “You’ve already struggled to survive until now—what reason is there to die?”

“It doesn’t matter. For me right now, death isn’t frightening,” White Snake shook his head. “Even if I really die, I’ll have won over my life.”

After hearing this, Heavenly-Snake knew there was now no avoiding this. Just as he had thought, these people would never enjoy oppression, but would inevitably produce “rebels” who thought themselves righteous.

But if they had the strength to resist, they wouldn’t have been oppressed in the first place.

He turned to look at Xiao Ran. The situation was now slightly tricky. The reason he had sought peace at the first opportunity was only to preserve “Qiongqi.”

Although the initial transformation had been completed, Qinglong hadn’t yet taken away her rationality. She now had too many chaotic thoughts, which wasn’t conducive to control.

Moreover, she had just obtained those eyeballs. The functions and triggers of each type of “immortal technique” hadn’t yet been found—how could she fulfill “Qiongqi’s” duties?

Once White Snake discovered this problem and chose not to attack him but instead killed “Qiongqi,” once Qinglong found out, he would still die.

So under these circumstances, who would choose to fight this crazed White Snake?

Heavenly-Snake not only had to preserve himself in this battle but also protect Xiao Ran from dying.

“Your eyes are very complex,” White Snake said with furrowed brows. “My dear teacher, although I can’t ‘read minds,’ I clearly feel you’re troubled.”

“Your thoughts are pure though…” Heavenly-Snake replied. “Your mind is full of thoughts of killing me, but can that really work?”

White Snake naturally wasn’t certain whether he could kill Heavenly-Snake by his own strength alone, but fortunately he had a plan for mutual destruction.

“Whether I can succeed or not, I can still try.”