Chapter 1568

Sylvia, whose consciousness was clung onto, struggled powerlessly. Her faceless visage twisted with a faint trace of agony. As soon as the Mini Stone Turtle's consciousness entered Sylvia's dream, it was instantly wrapped in a suffocating force of almost tangible force of despair and fear closing in from all directions. Had it been one of the ghosts from the Dark Mountain, they would've been devoured the moment they came into contact with the dreams. But the Mini Stone Turtle lifted its deep wise eyes and opened its mouth to roar. A thunderous bellow erupted and rippled outward in waves to shatter the oppressive forces rushing toward it. Steady and unfazed, the Mini Stone Turtle stepped forward into the abyssal dreamscape. Then, its steps halted. The endless darkness before it shifted and revealed a mourning hall. A young girl knelt alone before the memorial tablets of her parents, and her frail body trembled with each miserable sob. But when she lifted her head, her face was bl