Yao Ziyan's dream and the movements of the Annihilation Cultist seemed to be linked by invisible threads.
Luo Chuan felt that all the major and minor matters he had encountered formed an intricate, crisscrossing net. Whenever one strand trembled, it would connect to other seemingly unrelated events.
All the events pointed toward the same final destination—
The Goddess, and him.
The truth about this world.
"So, what did you dream about this time?" Yao Ziyan asked curiously as she crunched away at Potato Chips.
Luo Chuan opened his mouth.
Yao Ziyan sighed and fed him.
It had to be said that Potato Chips produced by Origin Mall were beyond reproach in flavor.
"I remembered some of those dreams I'd forgotten before," Luo Chuan said vaguely through a mouthful of food.
"Huh?!"
Yao Ziyan's eyes widened. She was even more surprised than she had been by her own earlier experience.
The Goddess.
She was the most important element in Luo Chuan's dreams. Through her, they could touch upon the truth they had been pursuing all along.
"Tell me in detail." Yao Ziyan assumed a posture of attentive listening.
Luo Chuan nodded and began recounting it earnestly.
From the lullaby to the deep sea, then touching the boundary, reaching the universe, time flowing backward, returning to the most primordial era...
And thus, the curtain rose on the story.
"...I don't know how long passed, but at the desolate frontier of the universe, I noticed a shattered star and saw the Goddess," Luo Chuan said slowly.
Yao Ziyan had forgotten all about the Potato Chips. She listened intently, afraid of missing even the smallest detail.
"What did she look like?"
The witch had purple eyes and purple hair as well, which made Yao Ziyan particularly concerned about this.
"You two look very alike."