Shen Jingjue is the “sleepy sickly kid” everyone at school knows.
He spends all year bundled in his long-sleeved school uniform, pale-faced. He coughs up blood after running eight hundred meters, and is always dozing in class.
His classmates mock him, his teachers shake their heads and sigh, and everyone thinks he can only eke out a life as a good-for-nothing.
No one knows that for the past ten years, whenever he closes his eyes, his consciousness has plunged into the Abyssal Nightmare Realm.
There, with nothing but a mortal’s body, he has suppressed tens of millions of fiend gods through endless nightmares, standing alone as the ultimate forbidden force across the ages!
The intense strain of fighting on the dream battlefield is why he is so weak in the real world.
Bearing a battered body, all he wants is this: even if he has to turn to stone, he just wants to get a good night’s sleep.
Then one day, a rift into the abyss opens in the real world, and countless giant beasts tear through the city’s defenses.
Elite martial artists fall one after another. The lights in millions of homes flicker on the brink of going dark, and despair blankets the world.
As countless people watch in terror, the sickly young man who coughs up blood year-round walks out of the shelter with a sigh and draws his rusty long saber.
One slash splits the sky, and a million gods tremble on their knees!
Shen Jingjue looks helplessly at the gods and demons filling the sky. “You’re so noisy that I can’t even get a single minute of peaceful sleep.”
In that instant, the entire internet erupts, and people everywhere are moved to tears. “He’s only eighteen. How many times has he faced death in our place in his dreams?!”
Come on, it's great, great, come on Uh, I was kicked in the head and I couldn't wake up. Don't look at it.
It's so pretentious. I read a few chapters and couldn't stand it anymore. It felt a bit uninteresting. It's not the serious kind of sick, weak and battle-damaged kind of thing. Just saying it doesn't match. I'll record why I didn't read it.
Is this masochism?
The pride is in the sky and belongs to you
The character design is not very good. . . . Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the main character is not in good health, Chow Tai Fook is so mean-spirited, and the character design of the teacher and instructor is also poor. . . Well. . Difficult to comment Practice again, kid
The alternative feeling of not having to eat hard
The writing style is a bit monotonous. I always compare something with the creatures in the abyss to show that the protagonist has experienced many battles and thinks these people are weak. I hope it can be improved, and it also focuses on highlighting the protagonist's sickly image in reality. I wrote it over and over. Those few words made me feel uncomfortable.
It's too much, it's a bit embarrassing
Ha, the whole process was just about me hiding, misunderstanding, I admit, suffering, I couldn't take a breath, I really don't have time to accompany you, I can only say that there is basically no character who does not make people feel irritated.
It's very beautiful and worth recommending [sending my heart][sending my heart]