More than two thousand years ago.
In the distant, profound depths of the Dream Treasury, a green point of light suddenly appeared. The point rapidly split and multiplied until it formed a young girl's delicate body.
She was petite, barefoot, and bare-shouldered, with emerald eyes and messy grass-green hair that fell to her waist. She looked like a little witch from some ancient forest.
"I'm finally in..." Senluo Zhanzhu wiped nonexistent sweat from her forehead. "The threshold here is way too high. Other than me, probably only the former Nightmare Angel could have discovered this place, right?"
"Looks like raising Dream Heaven was only the Nightmare Angel's first step. His ambition really wasn't small... Still, only a Spellcaster whose mind had been blinded by ambition that vast would covet Dream Heaven. Dream Heaven has existed since the birth of the Void Realm, but in tens of millions of years, not a single Divine Lord has dared to set their sights on it. Think about it even a little and you'd know just how hot this thing is to handle."
Senluo Zhanzhu looked at the collections filling the sky, and with a turn of thought, she understood how this place operated. She reached out, wanting to touch one collection bubble, but it actively dodged her and flew away.
She blinked, curiosity rising in her expression, then turned into a streak of Flowing Light and rushed after it. Wherever she passed, the collection bubbles all scattered, refusing to let her touch them at all.
"Stingy." She was both annoyed and amused. "I went through so much trouble to get in, and you won't even give me a little reward!"
The Dream Treasury was dark and profound, with tens of millions of collections floating silently.
"You're being way too wasteful... Dreams are a