The dream was quirky. Ning Que was enjoying the romance while enduring the brutal pain from the slow slicing, which were two completely different and opposite feelings. His mind was about to be torn and he almost surrendered to her divine majesty.
Fortunately, he saw Sangsang's face at the critical moment. The young and familiar face placed some genuine peace in him. He kissed and thus survived the romantic yet brutal nightmare. He woke up to find himself still lying on the freezing rock bed, soaked with sweat.
He realized that the dream was actually a battle between their consciousnesses. He panicked at the thought that he had almost surrendered. By holding his fists tightly and stretching the muscles on his arms, he felt another wave of fierce pain and discomfort. It confirmed his dream. He was again tortured by slow slicing.