Ling An had thought Dreamless had long since been dominated, with no chance of ever appearing again.
Yet within Touch of the Old Days, at the boundary of death, Dreamless was still desperately holding on.
Faced with this former enemy, Ling An remained silent for a long time.
He wanted to make some wisecrack.
Something like, "Bro, you're blocking my path to reincarnation."
But this hardly seemed like the right occasion, and he could not speak anyway.
Dreamless seemed to have noticed Ling An's arrival as well.
As a former opponent and now a fellow sufferer, Ling An really wanted to know what Dreamless was thinking.
"We shall stand again..." Dreamless's frequency conveyed.
"What do you mean?" Ling An was puzzled.
But Dreamless embraced him.
In an instant, Ling An understood what Dreamless meant.
He almost laughed aloud, then sighed helplessly. "Sis, doing this might leave me unable to reincarnate at all!"
But Ling An did not resist. He simply did as Dreamless had done, gathering everything he could muster and calling upon the authority.
Just a single call.
That was all he could manage.
The Boundless Sea Horizon.
Touch of the Old Days stood silently, like a god.
He had gathered all the authority and power of his own true form, the Sun-Devouring Whale, and Dreamless.
Three in one, unbreakable.
What was more, the complete temporal power was already under his dominion.
Without question, he was now the strongest being in this world.
He had plotted everything and would destroy everything.
When the Lament arrived, he needed only to wait in silence.
Yet, inexplicably, he sensed a faint threat.
He searched everywhere. Nothing in heaven or earth could escape his scrutiny.
Not even the World Beyond could threaten him.
He found no clues, but the sense of danger