Lynn looked down at his palm.
"What if I used my dream..."
He was uncertain.
In theory, his Dream World had already become an independent realm isolated from the Main Universe, a world unto itself.
But he wasn't sure whether this method could shield his own causality. He was still within the bounds of the Main Universe, still bound to it by inseparable ties.
"But I can only give it a try."
There was no better option left to him now.
The next moment.
He sat cross-legged in the void and closed his eyes. At his urging, wisps of golden ripples slowly unfurled from between his brows, gradually enveloping his entire body.
A golden boundary spread, as though wrapping him in a faintly glowing cocoon.
Before this.
He had used the properties of this dream to help him slay several higher deities.
But as he used it, its drawbacks had also emerged.
First, its enormous cost made it difficult to sustain the dream's manifestation in reality for long. More importantly, every time he released this dream, he felt an intense sense of danger, as though unchecked abuse would truly trap him within it, leaving him asleep for eternity.
But now, he could no longer worry about all that.
Under the dream's protection, he once again moved toward the border.
Time flew by.
And this time, the result was completely different.
"My trajectory hasn't been diverted?"
Something stirred in Lynn's heart.
In other words, this dream could indeed conceal causality to a certain extent, preventing that power from interfering with him.
And if that was the case, perhaps all he needed was to hold out until...
Humm-
At that instant, Lynn's pupils suddenly dilated for no apparent reason, as though a drop of icy ink had fallen into his eyes.
He