...
Fang Zhengzhi had no idea if he was awake or not. All he remembered was that he had a very strange dream after being hit by Yan Xiu.
In this dream, he was in his pocket dimension.
However...
His pocket dimension was clearly different. This time, the fruits on the huge tree were adorned with patterns. The sea of white mist was also glistening.
Of course, the most attention-grabbing fruit on the tree was the purple one.
A queer, crystal-like glow could be seen from the fruit. It became brighter and brighter, so much so that his entire pocket dimension was stained purple.
The trees were now purple in color, the leaves and branches bathing in purple light. Even the vast ocean glistened purple.
As the purple became more and more intense...
Fang Zhengzhi felt a deep-seated rage grow. He felt like he was losing control of himself and his actions became more involuntary.
In the end...
