Wherever the invisible ripples pass, a faint mist arose.0

Qi Xuansu could have dodged it, but he did not.0

Lu Long and Qi Xuansu’s gazes met amidst the mist.0

The old Diviner’s eyes turned dark and deep. His pupils were like whirlpools, in which stars were being created and destroyed simultaneously.0

Qi Xuansu’s gaze was drawn into this whirlpool with no way to escape. The whirlpool grew larger until it threatened to swallow him whole.0

Suddenly, Qi Xuansu entered a state between sleep and wakefulness. Everything around him became hazy, like a lucid dream.0

When Qi Xuansu came to his senses again, Lu Long was no longer in front of him. Instead, he found himself in a huge peach grove. The petals fell like rain as the east wind blew, making the ground seem like it was paved with a red carpet.0

The peach blossoms fluttered endlessly. It was an incredible sight.0

Diviners in the Dream Entering Realm could enter other people’s dreams, whereas those in the Thunder Realm could force people into dreams that they created.0

Typical Martial Arts Practitioners had no...0