I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 309 - 222 Moon Reading_2

Chapter 309: Chapter 222 Moon Reading_2

With a sense of nervousness that couldn’t hide his excitement, the prisoner started to sprint along the route he remembered, his pace getting faster and faster as if he was releasing a long-suppressed yearning in his run.

The corridor lights stretched his shadow behind him, each step breaking the silence.

Joy at the prospect of freedom interlaced with fear of the unknown filled his heart, but there was an even more intense impulse to escape the cage and explore the unknown.

It was as if a certain force in the depths was guiding him, sending him dashing towards a predetermined endpoint.

Finally, in the instant he sprinted through a great door.

The ground beneath his feet turned into an abyss.

The prisoner didn’t have time to react before he plunged downward violently.

Without time to wonder why there was a cliff.

Pain shattered through his body in an instant, plunging his vision into darkness.

In the next moment.

When he opened his eyes again, he was met by the familiar sight of his cell.

Outside the window, the afternoon’s lazy sunlight had gradually softened into dusk, a slice of the setting sun casting an unreal... warmth? on the iron bars.

The rapist climbed up from his bed.

The empty and quiet surroundings made him feel uneasy as he found himself back in this place once more.

He couldn’t make sense of his situation.

Why was he alone in an empty space? Why did he suddenly fall off a cliff in prison? Why was he still alive?

Was that just a dream?

But why did the pain feel so real...

The rapist’s thoughts were in disarray.

The inexplicable eeriness of the moment made him want to stay put.

But a chilling fear suddenly rose in his heart.

He turned his head with difficulty.

What he saw was an extremely terrifying ghostly face.

The face wasn’t physical, but composed of dense black mist.

Its deep, hollow eyes seemed to swallow all light, the corners of its mouth twisted into a chilling smirk, silently floating at the foot of the prisoner’s bed.

This inexplicable presence nearly caused the prisoner’s sanity to collapse, his heart pounding wildly.

Every pore on his body tightened in that moment, sweat pouring down like rain.

"You... who are you?!"

The rapist squeezed out those few words, his voice trembling badly, almost unrecognizable in its original tone.

The ghostly face did not answer, but slowly drew closer, the temperature around seeming to plummet, the air filled with an indescribable oppressive sensation.

Suddenly.

The ghostly face merged into the prisoner’s body in a puff of black smoke, pain, regret, sin...

A torrent of emotions assaulted his soul, causing him to curl up in agony on his bed, clutching his head and letting out heart-wrenching screams.

In the next instant.

His vision went dark once more, then brightened.

When he opened his eyes again, his cell was familiar again.

The colors outside shifted from the lazy afternoon sunshine gradually into the soft hues of dusk, with a touch of the setting sun obliquely casting onto the window bars...

Without lingering further.

The rapist, back in this place, didn’t hesitate to spring from his bed and bolt.

But what awaited him next.

Was still death!

...

Chen Yun watched the rapist being gradually tormented to the point of collapse, feeling no disturbance in his own mind.

His initial conjecture was that if the rapist died, the dream based on him should cease to exist.

But having killed the rapist so many times in the dream had not caused the dream to collapse.

Apparently, death in the dream was futile.

But faintly, Chen Yun noticed in the collapsing consciousness of the rapist that his Spiritual Body was slowly weakening.

Clearly.

If the number of deaths was too high, resulting in mental breakdown.

There would be some effects.

Therefore.

With a curious mind.

Chen Yun kept creating a variety of different dreamscapes to torment the rapist while causing his spirit to further deteriorate in the process.

Finally, at a certain moment.

The rapist hit the ultimate point of collapse in the fifty-second cycle of the dream.

His Spiritual Body became so thin that it almost vanished into nothingness.

The world of dreams began to collapse.

The countless spiritual powers that constructed this place were vanishing into thin air.

Chen Yun was also forcibly ejected by a force.

The next instant,

Chen Yun opened his eyes and found himself already back in the parking lot.

The spinning top on the ground was still turning.

But this did not mean that Chen Yun was still in a dream.

Rather, it meant that he had not stayed long in the dream.

Although he had spent a full hour in the dream world, it had only been about a minute in reality. Clearly, the time proportion was different?

This made Chen Yun narrow his eyes.

Such a time flow setting, combined with the Dream Entry Ability,

did have some semblance to the Moon Reading.

Moon Reading is an Illusion Technique used by Uchiha Itachi in the "Naruto" manga with his left-eye Kaleidoscope Sharingan that pulls the enemy’s spiritual body into the Space in Illusion Technique. In the world of Moon Reading, all factors including time, place, and mass are controlled by the caster, and the enemy suffers great physical and mental pain in the illusion world.

In the original manga, Uchiha Itachi uses Moon Reading to drag Kakashi’s spirit into the Space in Illusion Technique. Itachi ties Kakashi to a cross and creates numerous illusions that, together with Itachi wielding a Ninja Blade, repeatedly stab Kakashi’s body for 72 hours, causing Kakashi great physical and mental pain.

Chen Yun had trapped a rapist in an infinite loop of dying over and over again in a dream.

However, Chen Yun’s Dream Entry Ability could not achieve an outside world instant to three days in the dream. It only had a time ratio of a minute to an hour.

Furthermore, unlike Uchiha Itachi, Chen Yun could not just look at someone to forcibly pull them into an illusion.

Chen Yun entered other people’s dreams and then took control with his powerful spiritual power.

So,

Chen Yun’s ability could only be described as a beggar’s version of the Moon Reading.

Nevertheless, Chen Yun found this ability to be quite remarkable, experiencing a different kind of sensation.

Vaguely, he started to fantasize a bit about Infinite Tsukuyomi, which could make all people enter an illusion world.

Could his single-person operational Dream Entry Ability eventually evolve into a large-scale group Dream Entry Ability that enables multiplayer connections?

Thinking along these lines, Chen Yun attuned his senses to the rapist who was taking a midday nap.

In reality, the man appeared very peaceful.

No one disturbed his nap.

But if someone had, they would have discovered

that while the rapist seemed to be sleeping soundly, he had actually been gone for a while.

The collapse of his spiritual power had resulted in his death.

Although his bodily functions were still operating at the moment, it was no longer possible for him to wake up again.

Obviously, dying too many times in the dream world can result in excessive exhaustion of spiritual power and direct mental death.

Sss, have I become Cao Mengde?

It’s truly a case of "I delight in killing people in dreams."

Thinking this, Chen Yun chuckled and shook his head.

He had no emotional fluctuations regarding the rapist’s death; instead, his heart was filled with excitement due to gradually understanding his Dream Entry Ability.

Although it could only be used on sleeping people.

Although it had to be within the range of spiritual power to be activated.

Although only one person could be targeted at a time.

This ability was undoubtedly very interesting.

Contemplating,

Chen Yun took the opportunity while the spinning top on the ground had not yet stopped.

He targeted another sleeping felon and activated his ability.

This time he wanted to find out whether the experiences of the spiritual body in the dream had any repercussions in reality.

After some experimentation,

Chen Yun could basically confirm that whatever was experienced in the dream would not affect reality,

unless the spiritual body died too many times, causing the spiritual power to exhaust to the point of collapse, otherwise, no harm would come.

Only the exhaustion of spiritual power resulting from the annihilation of the spiritual body and death would reflect accurately.

Dying once or twice wasn’t too bad.

The spiritual power would recover over a long period with the nourishment of the physical body.

But if the number of deaths increased,

the rate at which an ordinary person’s spiritual power could recover would completely fall behind, and their real selves would die due to the depletion of spiritual power.

Emotions such as excitement and pain experienced by the spiritual body in the dream world would linger only for a moment upon leaving the dream and would dissipate rapidly.

Of course, if the haze of consciousness in the dream was awakened by Chen Yun, then some related memories from the dream would be retained.

Therefore, the indirect impact caused by these memories does not need further mention.

After completing these experiments,

Chen Yun nodded satisfactorily.

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