[The instant your "Other Self" fell once more, an invisible hand seemed to slam down on the pause button of spacetime again. Amid deathly silence, all things froze, and then—]
[Your "Other Self" returned to the center of the battlefield yet again, completely unharmed.]
["What on earth is going on?"]
[Twice.]
[Two whole times, you had been dragged back to the beginning of the battle to attain the Dao!]
[It was like a "dream within a dream," nested layer upon layer, reality and illusion impossible to distinguish.]
[Had the many talents in your sea of consciousness shown even the slightest stir, you would almost have suspected that some hidden talent ability had been triggered.]
[You suspected it was the [Dream Master]'s doing, or perhaps a scheme laid by [Lord of the Immortal Palace · Chen Qingyan].]
[After all, you had yet to see him truly make a move.]
[Within this [Dream Realm], only those two could pull off something like this!]
[Otherwise, your "Other Self" would not return to the very beginning of the battle to attain the Dao every time he died.]
[As for those [Nascent Soul True Lords] of the [Immortal Palace] on the horizon, they were nothing but weaklings pecking at one another in your eyes.]
[—Even those powerful enough to be infinitely close to becoming Limit-Breakers amounted to no more than that.]
[Unless you encountered a [fruit position mystique] as outrageously insidious as the [Buddha Ancestor]'s!]
[Just then, a familiar Buddhist chant rang out again, piercing your bones like ice—]
["All who know me are me."]
[Again?!]
[Helpless. You felt utterly helpless!]
[You desperately wanted to tell him:]
["Stay away from me!"]
[But nothing ever went as expected. You really could not beat him, yet you still wanted to test him, so... for now, running was