Lin Yan's expression was calm. With a flipped hand, a bell radiating endless hazy colors appeared out of thin air, as though it had been crafted from glazed glass.
It was the "Dream Devouring Bell."
"Ding ding..."
An ethereal ringing suddenly sounded in Lin Yan's mind. His spirits immediately lifted, and an involuntary smile appeared on his face. Even his soul felt a deep sense of delight.
His consciousness permeated it.
Inside the bell was a vast world. Countless white mists rose from its surface, and scene after scene emerged within them—all scenes he had experienced through more than ten thousand reincarnations, appearing and vanishing amid the white fog.
"There really isn't any other reaction." Lin Yan raised his brows.
When he had just broken through to become a Universe Master and obtained this secret treasure, the moment his consciousness entered it, he had been irresistibly drawn in by the white mist. He had only had time to leave an email in the Virtual Universe before falling into that Dream World.
Yet now that he had awakened, he no longer felt any urge to immerse himself in it.
"I still can't make out the true nature of this secret treasure." Lin Yan thought. "But the gains from this one experience alone are already astonishing."
He put the Dream Devouring Bell away again.
Ever since Lin Yan's will had broken through to the True God level, hundreds of millions of years had passed whether he was studying the Rhino Emperor Game or researching the Panwang Mountain lineage inheritance. Yet his will had improved very little. Instead, this "great dream" had transformed it.
"My past life was always filled with battle, slaughter, and cultivation. Everything was for the sake of becoming stronger!"
"But in that dream, I experienced so much more... Even