"I wonder how many of us will return alive from this journey?"
"All of this is for this world. As one of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, we guard the Mind Dream Realm for the countless living beings of this world. Now that this has happened, we cannot shirk our responsibility."
Nanhua had dreams, and within those dreams were mountains.
White mist stretched across the mountain in an unbroken expanse for over a dozen miles. Pavilions, terraces, and towers lay faintly hidden within, jade palaces and towers resembling an Immortal Realm.
On a cliff halfway up the mountain, two figures in azure robes stood side by side, gazing beyond the mountain.
What was astonishing was that beyond the mountain lay neither vast plains, wind-swept peaks, nor fields of snow, but a... sea.
The sea was as deep blue as the night sky. Amid the rolling waves on its surface, one rainbow-hued bubble after another arose, as though they contained endless mysteries and imaginings.
Colorful, black, and white bubbles also drifted everywhere across the sea. Scenes of Immortal Grotto-heavens and Despair Worlds emerged upon them—every kind of imagination sentient beings held toward beauty and despair.
Besides this, rocks, islands, and even continents of varying sizes rested within it, emitting faint glimmers of light. At a glance, they were too numerous to count, yet they remained scattered like specks of stars across this boundless sea, appearing exceedingly tiny.
Above the sea stretched a deep and limitless sky, like a Universe Sea of Stars.
Within that vast sky floated many strange luminous orbs, drifting down like snowflakes.
They shifted through countless scenes from the perspectives of different people. At their cores, faces bearing every sort of expression appeared—anger, unwillingness, resentment, joy...
They descended from the sky of dreams, falling into that boundless sea