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"Of course, don't think they are all that weak."

As Qing Ling spoke, he rose and made a slicing gesture. A phantom of the Sea of All Beings' Dreams emerged. Pointing south, he said, "In terms of realm, the three of them were not much weaker than the Dream Lord of old. Even if their strength has declined somewhat now, they are still not figures ordinary people can compare to."

Within the dream phantom Qing Ling had evolved, the dreams in the south had polarized into two extremes. Countless people found salvation in their dreams, giving rise to layer upon layer of beautiful dreams born of fantasy, while others dwelled in terror, entangled by innumerable nightmares.

Moreover, these dreams were tainted with the aura of the Yin World.

As though he had not seen that Yin World aura, Qing Ling pointed at three indistinct phantoms amid the many dreams and said, "After Earth Mother died, most of her divine body transformed into the land of the Yin World, linking together all the Yin Worlds. Even I cannot say what realm their power is in now. Perhaps, through their Yin World offices, they still retain power equivalent to the Dao Realm. Or perhaps they have already fallen beneath their original nature. But your choice to leave and step outside the current game of chess was a wise decision."

"After all, you once carried Xiangyou's bloodline and had some small connection to Yu the Great. No one can guarantee what that Earth King, Yin Emperor might think if you kept running about right beneath his nose."

As he spoke the latter half, Qing Ling deliberately lowered his voice and paused slightly over certain words, conveying some of his own speculations to Yu Chen.

At the same time, the radiance behind Qing Ling's