Several days later, Old Chief and four other members of the Thirteen Celestial Phenomena arrived. Gazing at the enormous Unbounded in the distance, Old Chief said, "I've never seen that War Boat before. It could be the Spiritualized Universe's trump card. Everyone, attack."
The endless path extended other people's consciousness through consciousness itself.
Once this path appeared, it was extremely difficult to break through.
Ancestor Hui had managed to break free back then only because Black Wushen's consciousness hadn't been that powerful—it hadn't reached the point of transcending everything. Now, with Old Chief and the four other experts in consciousness making their move, only Lu Yin could break through, and that would require him to be aboard the Unbounded and join forces with Progenitor and the others. Even then, that was only because he had absorbed Xing Jue's consciousness. Now that Lu Yin had left, the Unbounded could only remain where it was, unable to move.
Elsewhere, Lu Yin had also spotted the Realm of Intentions.
The Realm of Intentions was the most secret place in the Consciousness Universe, the hiding place of the Thirteen Celestial Phenomena. It was a stretch of land bathed in moonlight, with mottled tree shadows swaying in the breeze. White seeds, like dandelion fluff, drifted down from the sky. The scene was beautiful and peaceful. Winding paths stretched into the distance, flanked by yellow flowers. Farther away, waterfalls flowed down overlapping mountains. A crescent moon hung in the sky, white clouds drifted, and stars twinkled. The wind carried the chirring of cicadas. Fish leaped from the stream, splashing water onto the grass and making it look even greener and more inviting.
It looked nothing like what he had imagined the Realm of Intentions would be. It was more like a secluded paradise.
And yet this