Heiress Unmasked: Shaking the World With Geomancy novel Chapter 1586

Blood spilled from the corner of Zane's mouth. Despite his colorless face, he desperately gritted his teeth, his gaze darkening as he stared at Sylvia before him.

His voice had become hoarse, but he forcefully shouted, "Sylvia!"

The shout seemed to carry an invisible force that emanated from Zane's body, only to hit an unseen barrier and bounce back. Within the confines of the narrow boundary, his voice was amplified several times over, reverberating throughout the space.

This was the modified version of the silencing talisman Shannon had once used on unruly children and their parents on the train—a talisman that silenced external sounds while amplifying the internal.

Skylar had secretly learned it, and now, he was using it on Zane.

There was a flaw in what Hank had said; the true power of words wasn't only effective in human ears but also in the soul.

Zane naturally understood that. That was why he sneaked back to Sylvia and spoke to her while the other Jensens were distracted. He was unsure what Shannon and Benjamin were experiencing exactly, but he knew time was running out.

Knowing he couldn't stop him, Skylar did what he could do and assisted him in amplifying his power of words to the maximum. Even if he might lose his hearing or if Sylvia remained under the Dreambeast's control, she had to wake up now!

As Zane's final cry rang out, the once motionless Sylvia on the ground stirred.

At the same time, deep within her dreamscape, Sylvia suddenly opened her eyes. The five senses she had lost seemed to begin slowly returning as she regained consciousness.

Feeling something wrapped tightly around her, her mind immediately began to struggle violently, desperate to free herself from the strange creature entangling her.

As her struggles intensified, the dreamscape that Shannon was in began to tremble violently. The initial violent shaking soon gave way to noticeable signs of collapse.

Benjamin stated, "Sylvia is waking up. The Dreambeast's control is thinning out, and the dreamscape will disappear soon."

As if to respond to his words, the eight Black Stone Turtles, once tightly held by the nine-headed serpent, began to show signs of dissipating.

The nine-headed serpent lunged toward the black smoke, its heads snapping as they reached for the escape. Ahead, light began to break through—the boundary between the dream world and the real world.

Once she crossed over, her powers would no longer be constrained by the dream or the black smoke. Without hesitation, she pulled out her final talisman.

She attempted to cast a fire thunder, yet to her surprise, her demon bone power had been completely depleted when she conjured the form of the nine-headed serpent. She could no longer tap into her supernatural strength.

Seeing that most of Atlas' black smoke had already escaped the dream realm and was fleeing outward, Shannon felt a surge of intense reluctance in her heart. She couldn't let him escape!

He was the one who set up the array. The barrier wouldn't be lifted unless he willingly deactivated The RIft or was completely killed.

Desperate, she forced herself to draw on whatever supernatural strength she had left. It didn't matter whether it was from the demon bone or her own.

As if responding to her urgency, the Bentrix Stone on her chest faintly began to glow. Before she could fully process this, a large, familiar hand suddenly pressed against her back.