The Different Dimension was a world belonging to celestial soul dreamwalkers.
It was also where the Huan Tian God Clan had forged the Realm of Huan Tian.
Li Tianming had used the Rope of the Different Dimension to bring Ye Lingfeng out of it. He had personally witnessed that incomparably bizarre dreamlike world.
"Yes, it can grant me power that doesn't belong to me for a short time."
Ye Lingfeng raised both hands toward the gate to the Different Dimension before him, his gaze revealing a thirst for power.
Perhaps that thirst had been stirred by the times he watched Li Qingyu, carrying hatred for the Sun Emperor.
Just as he had once hated Qian Emperor and the Nine Nether Clan.
With Li Tianming not by his side, it was difficult for him to fully understand the changes in Ye Lingfeng's feelings.
Yet it was easy to imagine: even after coming here himself, he felt unable to forgive the Sun Emperor for inflicting ancient god blood upon Li Qingyu. How much more so for Ye Lingfeng, who accompanied her every day?
"Xiaofeng, how does it raise your power?"
Having steadied himself, Li Tianming asked with immense curiosity.
"Brother, do you remember my nickname in the Moon God Realm?"
Ye Lingfeng lowered his head, the corners of his lips curling slightly into an evil grin.
Honestly, when this kid smiled like that, Li Tianming felt he had a somewhat wicked, enchanting air about him. It was quite distinctive.
"I remember. It was very cool—'Night Devil.' I grew up listening to the story of the 'Night Devil' and the 'September Goddess.'"
Seeing the atmosphere grow too chilling, Li Tianming could not help teasing him.
However, Ye Lingfeng was a block of wood. He answered seriously, "Back then, I discovered that I had