Golden Core Celestial Being, I Am the Nightmare of Nightmares!

Shenghe City bordered Qingyang City, so driving between them didn't take long. In just over an hour, the car entered Shenghe City's boundaries, and half an hour after that, Xiao Zhang pulled up to the Century Avenue subway station. This was the station where the Death Train frequently appeared. Huang Tian stepped out of the car. Ahead of him, a gaunt middle-aged man in a gray jacket walked forward with both hands outstretched. "Hello, Mr. Huang. I am Liu Dong, head of the Shenghe City branch." Shenghe City currently had two dream expellers. One was Liu Dong, the branch head—a veteran Rank 1 dream expeller comparable in strength to Zhou Zhenhong, having fused with two dream relics. The other was Yang Baicheng, who had fused with one dream relic and was presently trapped aboard the Death Train. "Hello." After shaking his hand, the two walked toward the cordoned-off subway station. As they walked, Liu Dong explained, "According to the intelligence we've gathered, the Death Train has never appeared at any other platform or in the subway stations of other cities. It only manifests at the Century Avenue station. However, that's only the case for now. We have cordoned off this station, so once it appears, it's impossible for passengers to wander in by accident. Lacking 'food,' it might not appear here next time—" "Chief Liu!" "Captain Liu!" At the subway entrance, several emergency squad members stood at attention and saluted Liu Dong, their gazes subtly darting to appraise Huang Tian. Once the two entered the station, the squad members began murmuring in low voices. "Was the guy next to Chief Liu the reinforcement sent from above? He looks so young." "What's so strange about being young? He's a dream expeller! Forget someone young, I wouldn't even be surprised if a seven- or eight-year-old kid showed up." "Stop guessing blindly, you guys. That man is a civilian dream expeller from neighboring Qingyang. In a single day, he cleared six nightmares! That's right—including the one at Shande Nursing Home. I heard that after a fierce battle, the entire nursing home was leveled to the ground!" "*Hiss*... That powerful? He must be at least a Rank 2 dream expeller! Brother Yang has a chance!" "Sigh, I just hope Brother Yang is still alive and can hold on until help arrives..." Crisp footsteps echoed through the subway station. The two passed through the turnstiles and arrived on the platform beside the tracks. "Every afternoon at 4:44 PM, the Death Train appears right on schedule, and only then can people from the outside enter it." Liu Dong sighed. "Right now, we neither know what rank of nightmare the Death Train truly is, nor do we know whether Baicheng and the others are alive or dead..." Huang Tian swept his gaze around, releasing his divine sense to scan carefully. "It must be 4:44 for it to appear?" "That's correct," Liu Dong said. "No, I see it. It's right there!" Huang Tian's eyes narrowed. Through his divine sense, he could clearly "see" a train exuding a chilling aura parked dozens of meters away from them. "Ah? Parked where?" Liu Dong was bewildered, then suddenly realized. "You can see it? It's not moving freely, but anchored here?" Huang Tian nodded. Taking a single stride, he arrived effortlessly beside the train concealed within the dream domain. Breached by Huang Tian, the Death Train seemed to be startled awake. A vast expanse of white mist poured forth, causing the train to manifest in the outside world. Liu Dong exclaimed in shock, "That's it! It really is it!" Standing outside and peering through the glass windows, they could see numerous figures seated inside the carriage. The empty seats seemed to be completely filled, and the figures of Yang Baicheng and the others were distinctly visible among them. "However, the doors haven't opened. It seems unwilling to let us board," Liu Dong said, his expression turning solemn. "Its will cannot match my strength." Huang Tian sneered coldly. Taking a step forward, both hands thrust outward, piercing deep into the doors that were harder than steel. Then, wrenching his arms apart, the doors were torn open like scrap cloth under his sheer brute force! "Nearly half a day has passed. Hold on just a bit longer—the afternoon is almost here, and outside reinforcements will arrive soon!" Yang Baicheng said calmly from his seat. The others were pale, their lips pressed tightly together, not daring to utter a single word. Because as far as their eyes could see, every seat in the entire carriage was filled with people. No—filled with aberrations. Since they had mistakenly boarded the train, five waves of "passengers" had boarded in total, filling every last vacant seat. Now, there wasn't a single empty seat left in the carriage. If another wave of passengers boarded, would the newcomers snatch their seats? Or would some strange rule emerge, forcing them to give up their seats? Yang Baicheng was just as worried as Wu Tingting and the others, but there was nothing he could do. Nightmares were unreasonable like that; ordinary mortals possessed no power to resist. *Bang!!* Suddenly, a muffled boom jolted every human and aberration alike. Looking toward the sound, they saw a pair of hands punch through the carriage door, followed by a violent tear! Right before everyone's eyes, a massive breach was ripped directly through the entire door! "What is that? An aberration? Or reinforcements?!" Yang Baicheng's face filled with shock. By his estimate, the Death Train was at least a Xie-rank nightmare, if not an E-rank. An entity capable of breaking in from the outside had to be either an aberration of the same rank or a Rank 2 or even Rank 3 dream expeller! But he had only been trapped in the nightmare for less than half a day. Could the outside world find a senior Rank 2 or even Rank 3 dream expeller to rescue them so quickly? The likelihood was far too slim... "Mr. Huang, I'll go in with you!" A familiar voice reached his ears. Yang Baicheng was overjoyed and quickly called out, "It's Captain Liu Dong! Our reinforcements have arrived!" Wu Tingting and the others were filled with pleasant surprise, casting expectant looks toward the door. "No need. It's more convenient for me to act alone. Keep watch on the outside," Huang Tian said, stepping straight into the carriage. Liu Dong hesitated for a moment before deciding to stay outside. The situation inside was unclear; rushing in rashly might turn him into a liability just like Yang Baicheng and the others. It was better to stay outside and adapt as needed. Furthermore, given the strength Huang Tian had displayed, if even Huang Tian couldn't handle this nightmare, adding Liu Dong would be useless anyway. "Yang Baicheng?" Upon entering the carriage, Huang Tian swept his gaze across and landed on the short-bearded Yang Baicheng. Yang Baicheng nodded vigorously and said quickly, "Be careful, friend! This nightmare can suppress the power of dream relics—mine is completely suppressed. It's at least a Xie-rank nightmare, maybe even an E-rank nightmare!" The corner of Huang Tian's mouth curved slightly upward. "Is that so? That couldn't be better." Yang Baicheng froze. From the ceiling of the carriage, an electronic voice rang out: "New passenger has boarded. Please follow the rules and take your seat. Countdown of ten seconds. Ten, nine—" Huang Tian turned a deaf ear to the electronic voice, strolling calmly down the aisle. Wu Tingting and the others looked on with hope, Yang Baicheng was alarmed and uncertain, and numerous aberrations wore expressions of greed. "—two, one! Violators of the rules shall die!" As soon as the words fell, all the aberrations in the carriage grinned grotesquely and pounced together. *Whoosh!* In an instant, dazzling light—a five-colored radiance—burst forth within the carriage like a sun. The supremely magnificent light stirred the soul and dazzled the eyes! The divine light poured out like a raging torrent. The aberrations lunging forward didn't even have a chance to struggle; like frost and snow exposed to a blazing sun, they melted away in an instant, as though they had never existed. Inside the carriage, the light slowly receded. The earlier chilling cold, foul stench, and malice had vanished without a trace, leaving only the sound of Yang Baicheng and the others gasping in disbelief. "Im-immortal arts?!" The plump man gaped in astonishment. "Is this a dream expeller?" Wu Tingting's eyes shone with wonder. Yang Baicheng's eyes widened to saucers. *At least a senior Rank 2 dream expeller! But why is the power of this dream relic so magnificent, bright, and majestically righteous?* Dream relics originated from nightmares, so their power was inherently terrifying and sinister. Just like the dream relic in Yang Baicheng's body, which was a ghostly hand; after fusing with it, he could freeze aberrations in place and draw blood from people at a distance. In short, it was no different from a nightmare. Yet that five-colored divine light just now had an ethereal immortal aura, magnificent and captivating—a completely different style from any dream relic... To put it in xianxia terms, dream expellers like them were like demonic cultivators whose techniques were all eerie and sinister, while Huang Tian was thoroughly righteous... Seeing Huang Tian sweep away all the aberrations in the carriage, the electronic voice seemed to freeze. Several seconds passed before it stammered, "New passenger, please follow the rules... Please follow the rules, or else—" *Boom!!* Before it could finish speaking, a majestic beam of fist radiance blasted straight up into the ceiling, punching a massive hole through the carriage roof. The electronic voice immediately crackled with static. "Execute! Execute!" *Whoosh—* A dense fog rolled in, threatening to envelop everyone. Huang Tian's expression remained calm. With a reaching grasp, he drew Yang Baicheng and the others across the air and threw them toward the torn doorway, tossing them straight out of the train. On the platform, Yang Baicheng and the others stumbled back several paces before steadying themselves. Hurriedly looking up toward the train carriage, they saw the scene inside distort and warp, until dense fog veiled it completely from sight. "Baicheng, how are you guys? Where is Mr. Huang? Why didn't he come out with you? What's going on in there?" Liu Dong urgently inquired. Yang Baicheng knew that the "Mr. Huang" he mentioned was the person who had gone in to rescue them, and he answered solemnly, "Mr. Huang probably stayed inside on purpose. He wants to resolve the nightmare incident completely." Only then did Liu Dong feel a slight sense of relief. As long as Huang Tian wasn't trapped inside unable to escape, it was fine; since he had chosen to stay inside, it meant he was confident. "Sob sob... I made it out alive..." Cries echoed beside them. Turning to look, the two girls who had just been rescued were hugging each other and weeping. Wu Tingting, who was alone, wasn't crying, though she still seemed dazed and in a trance. The yellow-haired young man sat dumbly on the ground, dry-heaving every now and then as if recalling their companion who had been devoured by aberrations. The plump man flusteredly pulled out his phone, preparing to call home and report that he was safe. Meanwhile, inside the carriage, the scenery shifted. Several breaths later, Huang Tian found himself transported from the train into a city. It was dusk at sunset. Neon signs were flickering to life, streetlamps illuminated in rows, and crowds of commuting workers and vehicles hurried across intersections. Standing on the sidewalk, Huang Tian looked around with keen interest. Towering skyscrapers, bustling traffic, and various small shops with brightly lit display windows—it looked no different from an ordinary city. "Young man, do you know the way to Mingfang Road?" Suddenly, an aged voice came from behind him. Huang Tian turned around and saw an elderly woman approaching seventy standing before him. She had silver-white hair and a face lined with wrinkles, but she spoke very gently with a refined, scholarly air, as though hailing from an intellectual family, giving off an amiable and familiar feeling. Huang Tian did not reply. He stared at the old woman for one second, then two, and then, without warning, raised his right hand and slapped her across the face! *Bang!* With an explosive blast, before the crone could even display an expression of terror, her body burst open like a water skin with a resounding crash, dissolving into a crimson mist of blood that drifted into the air and vanished without a trace. Witnessing this, over a thousand people on the street stopped dead in their tracks at the same time. Office workers getting off work, students, elderly people, street vendors—everyone turned their heads in stiff unison. Over a thousand pairs of eyes stared fixedly at Huang Tian, and over a thousand mouths opened simultaneously to utter a completely synchronized sound. The overlapping voices poured into the ears like an eerie cacophony: "You killed her!" "You killed her!" "A life for a life! A life for a life—" The crowd suddenly charged madly toward Huang Tian, as if intending to bury him beneath a mountain of bodies and tear him apart to devour him. Huang Tian remained unmoved. With a single thought, crimson-gold flames surged from beneath his feet, sweeping in all directions like a torrential sea of fire. Wherever they passed, the earth charred black and towering buildings melted and collapsed. The thousand-plus human figures dissipated entirely within the sea of fire. The world collapsed amid the blaze, like sloughing off a layer of skin. When the last wisp of flame extinguished, the scene shifted to reveal a blood-red space before him. Above in the sky and below on the ground, fresh blood seemed to flow wherever the eye could see—utterly gruesome. And directly before him stood an enormous behemoth. Over a dozen meters tall, headless, with a hundred arms and a thousand eyes across its body. Its thousand eyes were vicious and icy; its thousand mouths cursed in unison: "You killed someone!" "You are a butcher!" "A life for a life, you deserve to die!" The voices rose in waves, echoing through the blood-red space, as a thousand eyes blinked simultaneously, exuding a soul-ensnaring, bewitching allure. "This aura is indeed E-rank. It wasn't in vain for me to come here..." Huang Tian gave a light chuckle. He slowly raised his right hand, fingers splayed and palm facing upward, and then flipped his palm over to press down heavily. As his palm pressed downward, a deafening roll of thunder suddenly detonated within the blood-red space! In an instant, the sky teemed with thunder dragons: gold, silver, purple, blue, blazing white—thunderbolts of various colors intertwined to form a vast, boundless sea of cascading lightning! *Roar!* Within the sea of lightning, tens of thousands of thunder dragons pounced in unison toward the hundred-armed aberration. *Roar!!* The hundred-armed aberration let out a shriek. Over a hundred arms lifted simultaneously in an attempt to block the onslaught of thunder dragons, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a carriage. In an instant, its thousand eyes burst at once, spraying foul-smelling, putrid blood. Its thousand mouths shrieked in shrill agony simultaneously before being completely swallowed by the brilliant lightning! "Waaah!!" Accompanied by tens of thousands of wailing, ghostly screams, the hundred-armed aberration's body exploded violently. Its purplish bruised flesh splattered through the air, only to be swept away by the soaring, roaring thunder dragons, dispersing completely into nothingness. *Crack! Crack!* The moment the hundred-armed aberration died, the blood-red space shattered into pieces like a mirror. The scene before his eyes shifted, and Huang Tian found himself standing back on the platform, while the train on the tracks had vanished without a trace. "Mr. Huang!!" Seeing him reappear, Liu Dong and Yang Baicheng, who had been waiting the entire time, were extraordinarily excited. "The nightmare has been cleared." As he spoke those words, a smile touched Huang Tian's lips. He could clearly feel a surging wave of pure spiritual energy pouring into his body. He would need only a little time to refine it, and breaking through to the Golden Core Celestial Being realm would follow as a matter of course! Once he broke through, the aberrant nightmares of this world would learn who the true "nightmare" really was!