Faced with this situation, Bifang immediately recalled the rumors circulating in Floating Light.
It was said that some hidden powers had also emerged during the great era. They were not sects, but platforms where people could exchange for the cultivation resources they needed.
Perhaps he had now encountered one of these powers operating behind the scenes.
Some of those Hidden Dragon Prodigies had come into contact with this power as well.
Bifang had thought little of it before. After all, the great tribulation was approaching, and some previously secluded lineages and sects had also been drawn into the world over minor matters.
This sort of thing was perfectly normal.
As people blessed with providence grew more numerous, certain places in some territories saw enemies fighting to the death practically every day.
So the emergence of a few unknown powers was hardly surprising.
Otherwise, what would serve as stumbling blocks and bundles of cultivation experience on the rise of those blessed with providence?
He scanned his surroundings.
Then he sensed a faint fluctuation.
He looked again at Dreamland floating before his eyes. With a hum, something resembling a game interface from his previous life appeared.
He now had a rough guess as to what the power that had pulled him inside actually did.
"Dreamland."
Bifang was not the only person who had been brought in.
A figure also descended onto each of the other two chairs.
The figures wrapped in mist who had arrived earlier were presumably Dreamland veterans.
"Welcome to Dreamland."
"Here, you can complete missions in exchange for whatever you need. Whether divine medicines or life-extending treasures, we have them all..."
A voice rang out.
"This is essentially a mission platform..."
"Would this place really be so generous?"
Someone spoke. Their age was impossible to discern from their