As the Dream Flower fully bloomed, the Primordial Spirit Supreme Clarity Sword, which had still been flickering in resistance, suddenly fell silent.
Faced with the somewhat sinister Dream Flower, about which their information remained unclear, Wang Lin had long since stopped counting the cost. He deployed every protective treasure he carried, without even holding back his expensive single-use Treasure Artifacts.
Whether they worked or not, the more halos he piled on now, the safer he felt.
Li Xingtian stayed close beside Wang Lin, sharing in those layer upon layer of shields.
He had to admit... being rich really was wonderful. No wonder everyone said the Eighteen Immortal Sects threw their weight around with such extravagance. With resources like these, who wouldn't?
At least Li Xingtian felt much more at ease too.
Wang Lin remained calm and did not demand to know why the information had been wrong. After all, how many things in this world were ever perfectly accurate?
Discrepancies were normal. What mattered was minimizing the losses that were about to come.
Keeping everyone safe was the most important thing.
"Brother Li, things aren't right. We need to change our approach to the mission. Let's find my two teammates first, then wait quietly for people from the sect to arrive."
Wang Lin looked toward the Dream Flower and continued speaking to Li Xingtian beside him.
"We have reinforcements. As long as we can hold out, time is on our side."
Li Xingtian nodded in agreement. "That's how it should be. Better to be cautious."
Wang Lin nodded lightly. As long as Li Xingtian wasn't a reckless brute, wouldn't get carried away, and could discuss things, that was enough.
Li Xingtian frowned at the phantom image of the Dream Flower ahead. "The Dream Flower may have 'dream' in its name,