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The three elders stopped their spell, lowered their arms and instantly took a step back in unison – as soon as the formation was dismissed, the golden light on the elaborate spell on the well platform began to fade, but still surrounded the child inside, like a golden wall enclosing it.

The ancient well was motionless, reflecting on it all sorts of vivid illusions. The last shadows frozen on the surface of the water were those of the Kongsang Princess, who had turned her head away, and the attendants who had swarmed to beat the child, almost as if they were real.

Meanwhile, Sumo slumbered in the illusion, immobile.

“It was proceeding well,” Elder Qing was stunned, “why did you stop?”

“I was a little worried,” Elder Quan gazed at the child beneath the surface of the water from the well platform, and a hint of anxiety passed over him, “Why is this child… suddenly not resisting?”

“The heart is dead.” Elder Jian said coldly, “He finally believes that the person really doesn’t want him anymore.”

“It’s most appropriate to stop here.” Elder Qing nodded in approval, “Up to here, the last impression left by this princess of Kongsang matches perfectly with this child’s memories. A seamless fit.”

Yes, in both the real and the imaginary worlds, the fragments of the child’s last memories of the Kongsang princess are extremely painful memories that terminate abruptly with no further follow-up.

It is only clean to cut off all entanglements in this way.

The three elders looked down from the top of the well, and the pit appeared like a bottomless hole. The child, meanwhile, remained trapped on the bottom, curled up and immobile, like a fetus that has returned to its mother’s womb. His fingers loosened, and the paper crane cupped in his palm tumbled away, floating and drifting on the surface of the water, dragging its broken wings and gradually turning into a lump of rotten paper.

“How stubborn he is,” Elder Quan sighed, “to have kept that paper crane.”

“It was an oversight on our part.” The other two elders whispered, “We’ve been keeping him under house detention here for quite some time, thinking that we had cut off all his ties to the outside world, but we didn’t realize that he actually had this thing with him!”

“That paper crane, was it really released from that Red Clan’s princess?” Elder Quan shook his head, as if he wanted to say something – yet in that moment, a faint ripple suddenly rose in the water!

A tiny light rose up from the depths of darkness, surprisingly breaking through the charm blockade of the well’s opening!

“That’s…” Elder Quan was stunned and confused, “a paper crane?”

The crumpled and broken paper crane, floating and sinking on the water a few moments ago, suddenly seemed to be infused with a burst of energy, swishing up its wings and coming to life!

“Oh no!” With a quick flick of his finger, a white light roared out in pursuit of the flying paper crane, trying to burn it to ashes in the air.

However, he was one step too late.

The paper crane flew up from the ancient well of illusion and disappeared crookedly into the night sky!

“What? This, how could this… happen?” The three elders turned back in disbelief and looked at the child sinking at the bottom of the ancient well. Sumo’s eyes were tightly closed, his thin, pale face was engraved with a desperate expression, and his lips were trembling slightly – at that moment, although he restrained himself from shouting out the word “sister”, the intensity in his heart had increased to an unfathomable level!

It was with that formidable mind power that the tattered paper crane came back to life instantly! With the child’s inextinguishable obsession, it broke through the air and flew up to find its original starting point.

“What now?” The other two elders, caught somewhat off guard, questioned.

“What else can we do? The matter has come to this, we can only proceed to the end.” Elder Quan, however, was unfazed by the event and lowered his head to look at the sleeping child in the ancient well of illusion, “This child is very stubborn and solitary, as long as there is still a thought in his heart that has not been extinguished, he will never let go of this nor become our Ocean Emperor.”

“Should we continue to use the Big Dream spell on him again?” Elder Qing was a little unsure, looking at the child curled up in a ball under the water with his seven orifices bleeding, “Would such a young child be able to withstand it? The one who fell into the Big Dream Realm last time ended up having a mental breakdown and never woke up again.”

“It won’t.” Elder Quan glanced coldly at the child under the water, “If he collapses so easily, then he wouldn’t be our Sea Emperor.”

“…” The other two elders remained silent.

Elder Quan urged in a low voice, “Quickly, we need to finish this Big Dream magic before those Kongsang people gets rattled! I will lead the rest of the dream; you continue to cooperate with me…”

The three elders moved quietly, regaining their positions on the well’s opening.

As the invocation was exhaled, the golden light at the entrance shone once more, weaving the illusionary realm from the depths.

A long nightmare that appeared to have absolutely no awakening.

After being punched and kicked by the guards of the Red King’s house, Sumo felt a thousand wounds in his body and passed out in a painful, almost shattering stupor, unconscious again.

When he woke up, he found himself in an unfamiliar place, a cold iron cage imprisoning his thin body, with his face pressed against the frame, unconscious for who knows how long, his face covered in bruises and purple marks. However, the moment he opened his eyes, Sumo could not help but shudder all over, instantly recognizing where he was – It was Yecheng’s Western Market, the largest shark slave court.

He spent his entire childhood in this place, and the painful humiliation of its existence caused his whole body to shiver at the memory of it even after all these years. Although he later escaped from the cage, the nightmare returned to haunt him day and night, consuming his heart and making him shake from the marrow of his bones.

The little boy has spent almost his entire life trying to escape this horrible prison, but he never imagined that he would return again years later!

The child gasped feebly and opened his eyes for a moment to examine the place.

It was a small, poorly lit shack, with about sixteen or seventeen iron cages stacked on top of each other in the same room, each one holding a shark: those kinsmen were all thin and pale, of varying ages, some looking even younger than him, only five or six years old. But all of them, without exception, were in heavy shackles, locked in cages of steel, with a basin of water and a bowl of rice by their side, like animals being offered for sale in bulk.

“You’re awake?” Someone from the adjacent cage asked with concern when they saw him open his eyes.

It was a shark a little older than him, having just sorted out its gender and looking as a human fifteen or sixteen years old girl, however not yet broken by the Dragon Slayer, trailing a fish tail and looking distinctly odd, climbing the iron cage and looking earnestly at the dying child in the next cage.

Sumo turned his face away from the person he was looking at and quickly realized his current situation: yes, those Kongsang people had really sold him to the slave market in Yecheng!

And the one he called “sister” had turned a blind eye to all this.

At this thought, the child could no longer stop shaking, his skinny body trembling so violently that the chains around his arms, legs and neck quivered incessantly, clanking against the cage with a dull sound.

“What’s wrong?” The shark girl in the cage beside him was startled, “Are you cold?”

The child didn’t answer, gritting his teeth to suppress the shiver and forcing himself to calm down – but how to not think about it? His sister, the princess of Kongsang who had sworn to look after him, had been so heartless and cruel. She had thrown him back once again into the same hell he had escaped from so many years ago and left without a glance in return.

No… No! How could something like this happen?

The shark girl looked at the child and said, “My name is Chu Chu, and yours?”

Sumo was still huddled in the corner of the cage, shivering, gritting his teeth without speaking, and his eyes were like those of a small, badly wounded and dying beast, desperately enduring the urge inside him to devour everything, not wanting to answer her questions in the slightest.

“You’ve been unconscious for over three days, aren’t you starving?” The maiden shark named Chu Chu didn’t scold him, she just sighed, “Poor thing, only sixty something years old, right? So young to be trapped here, alas… it’s not good to starve your body, eat something quickly!”

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