Eastern Deadwood Forest region.
About three thousand meters from where Yu Jing and the others had clashed, within a multilayered Dreamscape.
Lu Mian was there. After some consideration and a tactical shift, he had decided not to join the battle directly, placing himself in an absolutely safe dream region... It was nearly impossible for anyone who was not proficient in mental power to find him.
By dispatching four revivers and using the sound of the zither to provide support, he had successfully allowed Yu Sui to escape... After this battle, Lu Mian understood that the revived Yu Sui was still lacking in some respects. Everyone needed to regroup for a while.
"These guys are even more capable than I imagined, especially Dean Wuxin... He actually managed to help you recover your body ahead of time, giving us another powerful enemy. But if you and Fang Tianhe fought head-on, who would win?"
Lu Mian had hundreds of ways to stir up conflicts between the others and profit from them.
Just as Lu Mian was putting away his zither and preparing to leave, his expression changed.
The multilayered dream region he had created had actually changed. The original deadwood forest had transformed into a somewhat damp, twisted jungle, and the sky had darkened.
Between the damp trees was a path leading to a sinister mansion.
Behind Lu Mian lay an endless sea with no visible end, filled with danger... As for Lu Mian himself, his hairstyle and clothes had changed, transforming him into the image of a tabloid reporter.
"Did you invade my dream domain when I just let my guard down? There are no more than three people in the world today capable of influencing my thoughts. The High Priest has already been defeated, so could it be you, Mr. Lovecraft?"