The forest region, Forest's Edge.
The trees grew thick here, and obstacles lay everywhere. Qilin had to slow down to avoid making too much noise or causing too much damage.
Leaning against Qilin's neck, Nameless suddenly laughed. The others all turned to look at him.
"Wang Zong walked right into the trap," Nameless explained to Lin Renmei and the other two.
Seven Dreams of Fleeting Life had one particular trait: anyone who sensed Nameless's existence would be caught in it, whether they encountered him in the past or the future.
Wang Zong had used Defiance of Fate to peer into the future. Like a butterfly landing in a spiderweb, he had unwittingly fallen into the first layer of Seven Dreams of Fleeting Life.
Seven Dreams of Fleeting Life had seven layers in all.
Each layer corresponded to different circumstances, and the ways to trigger them were as strange as they were varied.
Seeing, hearing, sensing, understanding, feeling a stir of the heart—anyone in whose mind Nameless was reflected would enter the seven dreams. If their Soul Power was weaker than his, they would never escape.
The moment Wang Zong used Defiance of Fate, he lost.
Nameless smiled. "I call the first layer of Seven Dreams of Fleeting Life Spring Night Banquet. Those caught in it are like guests drunk on revelry at a spring-night feast. Through the haze, they suddenly see that every other guest is a skeleton or a vengeful ghost. Horror snaps them awake, turning delight to terror—but by then, they're already trapped in the feast."
"Which layer are we in now?" Aries Palace asked curiously.
Wang Zong had only glimpsed Nameless in the future through Defiance of Fate, yet that had been enough to draw him into the first layer.
What about the three of them, who