Another night came, and Li Ling's soul entered the dream. His figure appeared on a circular stone platform that resembled an island in the sky.
It was now early in Xu Xin Year 3028. Since traveling to the Bamboo Step Kingdom in late March of the year before last to rescue his senior brother, then searching for talented people and unexpectedly obtaining Cherimoya Blossom Incense, he had spent nearly two years immersed in studying it.
At last, he had worked through the crucial transition from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment in Incense Path cultivation, and had begun preparing to found a sect and establish his own base.
Over this period, however, Li Ling had not neglected the development of his territory within the dream.
The main reason was that the Ghost Spirit bride Lin Rouniang was suppressed here.
At first glance, she seemed gentle and harmless, but in truth, the danger lurking within her could erupt at any moment.
Yet Li Ling could hardly abandon her. If he left her somewhere else, she might wreak havoc in the mortal world, or, worse still, be found by the Ghost Soul Sect or the Yellow Springs Sect.
Li Ling vaguely sensed that the place where he had intercepted her was at the edge of the Underworld, deep within the Netherworld. She also seemed to have some mysterious connection to the Blood Sea.
To this day, although Li Ling had explored the Netherworld and visited many places in the Dream Realm, he had never dared take a single step beyond the forbidden boundary, for fear of inviting unnecessary trouble.
Li Ling stood on the solid, level ground and surveyed his surroundings.
Within this vast plaza formed like a circular stone platform, almost everything had been condensed from dream power converted through Netherdream Incense,