Qi Xia came to the west building.

The door before him had originally been an old wooden door, but now it was actually stained with half flesh and blood.

Following his remaining memories, he reached into his pocket and took out a key.

Unfortunately, the “key” in his hand had already turned into a slender and sharp bone fragment.

He picked up the bone fragment to look at it, then looked at the “keyhole” on the door. There, it had already turned into a piece of throbbing flesh and blood.

Qi Xia gave a bitter smile and inserted the bone fragment in his hand into the throbbing flesh, violently twisting it. The sensation was bizarre. Then blood splattered, and the door opened in response.

Inside was the home that Qi Xia was all too familiar with.

Warm and spacious.

Only now, half of the room had already turned into flesh and blood.

A red dividing line extended across the floor, splitting a normal room neatly down the middle—half blood-red, half dim yellow.

Even though the entire city had already turned into scarlet flesh and blood, here there was still a place to catch one’s breath.

Qi Xia crossed over the flesh and blood area at the door and came to the dining table in the center of the room. This dining table was also divided down the middle—one side was old wood, the other side was scarlet flesh and blood.

Qi Xia sat in the only bright place in the entire dream. He picked up the kettle and cup on the table, quietly poured a glass of water, and placed it on the table.

After just a few seconds, a scarlet red figure appeared at the doorway, but he didn’t rush to enter. He just surveyed the surroundings.

“There’s no one else, only me,” Qi Xia said. “Come sit.”

“Baiyang…” A voice half male and half female transmitted from that flat face. “This is the last line of defense in your heart. You’re letting me in just like that?”

“Just a friend who’s come to visit,” Qi Xia raised his head and said. “It would be too discourteous to make you wait outside. Every time you’ve tried to barge in, but this time I’m actively opening the door.”

Heavenly-Dragon’s flat face contemplated Qi Xia for a long time, as if feeling the situation had changed somewhat.

“Those eyes of yours…” Heavenly-Dragon slowly said. “Have they always had these pupils?”

“I have you to thank for that,” Qi Xia said. “You helped me shed the last layer of shackles of being human.”

“Me?” Heavenly-Dragon paused slightly, then stepped into the room. A powerful Pressure Aura also spread out at this moment. “Baiyang, it sounds like you’ve schemed against me.”

“I wouldn’t call it scheming—just mutual assistance.”

Qi Xia pushed the glass of water on the table forward. The water glass crossed the dividing line between the wooden board and flesh and blood on the table, arriving in front of Heavenly-Dragon.

Although the two were clearly in the same room, one side was a normal old residential house, while the other side was scarlet flesh and blood. The two figures occupied opposite sides, forming an extremely strong sense of division.

Qi Xia waved his hand as if entertaining a guest, indicating the water glass on the table. “Heavenly-Dragon, after all, you’ve been asleep for too long and don’t even know what I’m trying to do. Today we can finally have a proper talk.”

Seeing that Heavenly-Dragon didn’t speak, Qi Xia waved his hand once more.

Instantly, the floor in front of Heavenly-Dragon began to shatter. Bones and chunks of flesh began to rise from the ground, growing into the shape of a chair in an instant. This chair seemed to have a pulse and was slowly throbbing.

“Sit,” Qi Xia said. “Didn’t you want to see me?”

Heavenly-Dragon lowered his head, his flat face looking toward the chair. Although his face was completely expressionless, Qi Xia felt he was smiling.

“‘Finally have a proper talk’?” Heavenly-Dragon found this statement quite interesting. He moved his form and sat on the throne of flesh and blood. “Baiyang, last time I wanted to talk with you, but you refused me.”

“Last time, your usefulness to me hadn’t ended yet,” Qi Xia answered. “So I had no choice but to resist you. But now it’s fine—my purposes have all been achieved. Whatever you say, I’m willing to chat with you.”

“How absurd…” Heavenly-Dragon pondered for a moment. “Although I’ve entered your dream, after these several times, you should have no difficulty seeing… what is the most fatal thing in your dream? Is it me?”

“Of course not,” Qi Xia answered. “Not only are you the safest person in my dream, you’ve even given me the greatest assistance.”

“Exactly,” Heavenly-Dragon said softly. “But Baiyang… you’ve been using me all along. All this time, I may be the person who trusts you the most, yet you’ve been scheming against me from the very beginning.”

“I don’t understand,” Qi Xia shook his head. “I’m just an ordinary ‘Participant,’ and you’re the ‘Master of Peach Blossom Spring.’ How many people here can deceive you?”

“Many of the rules here were established by you and me together,” Heavenly-Dragon said in a deep voice. “But why is it that everyone only resents me?”

Qi Xia was silent for a moment, then answered, “I said… it’s because I’m a ‘Participant’ and you’re the ‘Master of Peach Blossom Spring.’ Why would they resent a ‘Participant’?”

“But you volunteered to become a ‘Participant.’ This shows you actively avoided all dangers,” Heavenly-Dragon said again. “Baiyang, even though you’ve schemed against me time and time again, I still don’t want to give up on you. So the content of this conversation is no different from the last one.”

“Oh…?”

“Are you willing to come with me?” Heavenly-Dragon said. “The ‘Train’ is already prepared. Let us go to new lands. You are the person I’ve been searching for all along.”

“But it’s only been one day since we last met,” Qi Xia said. “Why are you in such a hurry?”

“Because I randomly infiltrated a few dreams and discovered that in some people’s dreams, ‘hope’ has begun to appear,” Heavenly-Dragon answered. “Although I don’t know where this sense of anticipation comes from, I feel it must be related to you in some way.”

“Just because of this, you absolutely had to see me?” Qi Xia said. “It looks like you went through quite a bit of effort to see me. Did people die?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Heavenly-Dragon said. “In my eyes, as long as something can die, it doesn’t count as human.”

“Since you know things are about to happen, then I won’t hide it from you,” Qi Xia said. “Things here will change very soon, because Qinglong has been trying to take your life all along.”

“Qinglong… wants my life?” The expression on Heavenly-Dragon’s face squirmed for a moment, as if laughing. “He’s always wanted my life, but what about now? Are you preparing to fulfill this wish for him?”

“It seems you’re the one who’s been kept in the dark all along,” Qi Xia answered. “You want Qinglong’s life, and Qinglong wants yours. You should know that you two have similar thought patterns. He couldn’t possibly choose to spend such a long time living peacefully. And he can directly boss around everyone in the entire ‘Land of the End.’ How many people do you think can resist him?”

“Ha…” Heavenly-Dragon laughed. “You’re wrong. In the end, I’m benevolent. I don’t want Qinglong’s life—I just want to keep him here, then take you to new lands. And moreover… Baiyang, the one being kept in the dark is not me.”

After hearing this, Qi Xia slowly furrowed his brow.

Heavenly-Dragon was silent for a long while, then said, “Baiyang, whether you believe it or not, I knew your thoughts long ago. Even the crack in the glass was deliberately left by me.”