In the middle of the night, a group of dark shadows hurried out of the south gate of Light Wind City, and soon left the city.

The Ghost River is the widest and oldest river in Light Breeze City. It runs roughly east-west, lying horizontally in the southern suburbs seventy miles away from the city.

In the territory of Light Breeze City, there is a forbidden place that everyone knows about, which makes people talk about it. That is the ghost camp located on the north bank of the ghost river.

In fact, the so-called "ghost camp" is nothing more than an ancient deserted ruin, extending more than ten miles along the north bank of the ghost river.

The legend of the "ghost camp" has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and it is no longer possible to confirm its authenticity.

According to legend, the Dream Country had not yet been established at that time. Today's ghost river was called "Source River" in those days, meaning the source of life. Since ancient times, people have been accustomed to live along rivers.

About 10,000 years ago, with the fading of Mengxian Yuwei, some powerful clans began to fight for land and people again, and the Mengxian Continent then entered the "era of chaotic war".

At that time, there was a clan with a single surname, and the people of the clan were all strong dream cultivators, and they wore weapons to walk around the mainland. And a peerless powerhouse in that clan ambushed a mysterious beast by chance and signed a blood inheritance contract with it. That mysterious beast was the Dream Eater, and it was gradually known and feared by later generations of dream cultivators. Since then, the one-surname clan has transformed into a mysterious and terrifying "Dream Eater". Its power was unstoppable for a while. In the decades that followed, clans and people from all over the country turned to the Dream Eaters, expressing their willingness to submit to them.

At that time, tens of thousands of people lived along the source river, and they did not want to fall into war and strife, so they also took refuge in the Dream Eaters. However, one night, tens of thousands of residents along the source river, even ordinary people and domestic animals, were all slaughtered by a certain clan overnight!

The next day, the patriarch of the Dream Devouring Clan, who learned of this, was furious and went to the murderous clan alone, captured their patriarch, a late-stage Mengzun, and took him to the banks of the Source River for a blood sacrifice, leaving only the damaged primordial god of the late-stage Mengzun. In the end, he used his own magical power to seal it in the ruins of the village along the source river, and he could never be transcended, so that he could repent of what he had done every night!

Since then, whenever night falls, there will always be a faint smoke and a faint green light from the ruins along the source river, and some people have seen ghosts wandering in between. Once a living person breaks into it, it will be transformed into a dead body the next day, and the death will be extremely horrific and terrifying. Over time, the source river took on a new name, the Ghost River, and the ruined land became known as the Ghost Camp.

Of course, no one can give an answer to whether this legend that has been passed down for thousands of years is completely true.

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At dawn, the sky was grayish-blue.

More than 100 guards of Light Wind City dressed in military uniforms lined up in a north-south direction on the north bank of the Ghost River, and began to conduct a carpet search from east to west.

Soon, several figures flew low from a distance, reaching above the north bank of the middle section of the ghost river, hanging in the void.

"City Lord, the ghost camp is down there. In mid-air, a man embroidered with the word "Zhi" on his left chest said to the old man in green next to him.

"Although this place is extremely dangerous, it cannot be ruled out that the cultist is still alive unless his body can be found. It's getting dark, and there shouldn't be any danger, so you scatter and search. The old man in green kept frowning.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man waved his hand suddenly, and the seven law enforcers around him immediately flew away to conduct a low-altitude search.

In the desolate wilderness, the half-buried rubble looms.

However, so many people began to search from the dawn of the day until the sun went down. They even searched all the areas within a few dozen miles of the ghost camp, but they still found nothing.

The day fades away, and the night falls.

The City Lord's Mansion of Light Breeze City, in a bright and solemn hall.

"Passing it on, all cases related to evil cults must be reported to me as soon as possible! In addition, it is necessary to control the person who reported the case in a timely manner, and I will personally interrogate him. The old man in green sat on the stone chair and said with a serious face.

"My subordinates understand!" a diminutive man in brocade hurriedly replied. He then bowed down and exited the hall.

After a pause, the old man in green turned his eyes to look at the white-shirted man next to him, and after being silent for a moment, he suddenly threw him a jade talisman and said, "Steward Wang, you take my talisman and the four dead soldiers of the family to rush to the imperial city immediately to assist the old butler Xu." After all, the 'Peace Receiving Hall' also has a copy of mine, and I can still get information from a low-level dream cultivator. After verifying his residence, let people lie in ambush nearby, and kill him as soon as he appears! Be careful not to go too far, it is better to pretend to be a robber, or you can pay to hire a killer! In addition, send a dream maniac to guard outside the Command Hall, and if he appears, he will be captured and killed on the spot! As for the reason, you can make it up yourself. ”

The man in the white shirt bowed his head and hurriedly exited the hall.

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At noon, the sky is clear, and the mid-autumn sun is slightly spicy.

Along the Ghost River, in front of a half-buried stone, a place that was originally empty, a person's figure slowly appeared, which was extremely strange.

Bian Yao hummed a few indistinct gibberish, then turned over and stretched out his limbs, lying on his back and slowly opened his eyes.

A string of dazzling sunlight shone in, and he quickly raised his hand to block it in front of him, got up, and turned his head to look around.

Suddenly, Bian Yao remembered the white-haired old man he met at night, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and he shuddered. He jumped to his feet, turned around and took in the surroundings again.

The sky is blue and the sun is shining. There was no smoke and no ghostly light, and no white-haired old man, so he was relieved.

Soon, he felt that something was wrong with his body, and he had never been more energetic.

"Alas~ I slept for a while, did I break through?" he whispered to himself.

The difference between the early and middle stages of a dreamwalker is actually not much, but the physical skills and sensory abilities will be slightly improved. The main difference is that there will be water in the dreams of mid-stage dreamwalkers. However, for Bian Yao, judging the realm by the changes in his dreams is completely unworkable, and his dreams are always pitch black.

Without stopping or thinking too much, he discerned the direction and headed east along the desolate riverbank. As he walked, he thought of the young man and the middle-aged man. Although they didn't get along for long, the three of them escorted the goods from the Imperial City to Light Wind City together, even though they later learned that the so-called goods were nothing more than three boxes of dirt. However, during the days they were together, they ate and slept together, dealt with the ferocious beasts together, and talked and laughed along the way.

"The young man is dead, I just don't know if the middle-aged man has escaped, I hope he escaped smoothly. Thinking of the end, Bian Yao couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Damn old fellow! The first time I took on a mission, I was like this, not only did I not get paid, but I almost lost my life. The figure of the old man driving suddenly appeared in Bian Yao's mind, and he kicked the vine grass beside his feet fiercely.

Bian Yao couldn't be sure how long he had been asleep, and he didn't know if those pursuers had stopped acting against him. Uneasy emotions haunted him, and the only thing that comforted him was that he had broken through to the middle stage of the Dream Walker.

Until the sun set in the west, Bian Yao walked cautiously, and he didn't dare to go to the avenue, so he picked a small road that no one was supposed to take. He vaguely felt that that evil cultivator should be quite powerful, and he must not let himself go so easily.

In this way, Bian Yao was like a frightened little hare, hiding and hiding, stopping and walking. With mixed feelings, I rushed in the direction of the imperial city.