Hunyuan True Realm.
Courtyard No. 36, Jia District.
Whoosh!
Ouyang Xiuyah's eyelids fluttered. Slowly, she opened her eyes. The room was a complete mess. The tables and chairs she had only recently arranged looked as though they had been crushed under tremendous force, shattered and missing limbs.
"I'm back."
"I'm safe!"
Yet seeing the scene, Ouyang Xiuyah let out a rare sigh of relief.
Though the room was a wreck, she had indeed escaped that fog of history and returned to the world of the living, regaining control of her body.
That alone was a great stroke of fortune!
After all, she had exchanged fates with Thunder Lord Daoist and become trapped in the fog of ancient history. It was an extremely dangerous situation.
She lacked Thunder Lord Daoist's status and couldn't resist the encroaching fog of history through her own power. Without outside help, it likely wouldn't take long for the space-time she was in to be erased from history and cease to exist.
"Thank you. I was... a little reckless this time."
The woman turned her gaze to Jiang Yan, standing by the doorway, her feelings complicated.
She naturally knew that Jiang Yan had been the one to save her from danger.
"Between us, there's no need to mention that."
Jiang Yan waved a hand, then changed the subject.
"Though I don't know much about the Great Dream Spiritual Body, I understand the dangers involved."
"This world is boundless. According to the legends of my Human Race, countless Great Beings from every race emerged in the age before the Middle Antiquity, and history was filled with powerful figures."
"Some of your inheritances use objects as anchors to travel through space-time in dreams. That could bring you face-to-face with certain supreme powers. Even if those Great Beings have fallen,