Within a realm surging with spirit light, treasures swathed in dazzling, swirling radiance hung from countless threads...
There were treasures of every kind: sabers, spears, staffs, swords, cauldrons, mirrors, bowls, drums, shields, armor, helmets, robes, and more.
Every treasure a cultivator might use, whether common or obscure, could be found in this space.
Ye Han walked beneath this expanse of treasures, but he showed no interest in their shining treasure light. His expression was grave.
He had been inside the nine hundred and ninety-ninth tier of the Thousand-Tier Spirit Terrace for a long time. This place was part of the so-called Great Dream Immortal Realm's trial.
It resembled an immortal paradise, filled with treasures and heavenly treasures. Every single one was rare and powerful. Obtaining even one would be an enormous windfall...
But Ye Han knew it could not be that simple. Though these treasures and heavenly treasures were immensely enticing, there was no telling what would happen if he touched them recklessly. Besides, he did not believe they were real.
Splash...
Drip, drip!
Suddenly, the sound of flowing water came from ahead, followed by the steady dripping of falling water...
Ye Han's expression shifted. Was it raining?
Sure enough, once Ye Han left the area filled with hanging treasures and sky-spanning treasure light, an endless expanse of enormous peaks appeared ahead, rising like Sky-Piercing Pillars. Below them lay a world suffused with an immortal spirit aura.
At that moment, a light rain began to fall, yet sunlight streamed down at the same time...
Rainbows formed in the air between the peaks, making the scene look like an immortal paradise...
Was this truly an immortal paradise?
Ye Han felt that, after all these years of intense spell combat and perilous adventures, with danger constantly dogging his steps, his state of