"I've heard of it. Why?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Among the Ten Great Divine Bodies, one is the Demonic Eye Heavenly Saint Body, renowned for its eye techniques.
"It is hailed as the greatest in the world. Do you think you can break its eye techniques as well?" Lan Canyin asked.
"The Startled Illusion Lotus of my Lan family was merely derived from one of the Demonic Eye's methods."
"The Startled Illusion Lotus—is that what you just brought out?" Xu Zimo asked.
"It is only half of it," Lan Canyin replied.
"Then what do you want me to teach you? A way to break illusions?" Xu Zimo asked.
"What can you teach me?" Lan Canyin asked.
"To break an illusion, there are no shortcuts. The best method is to hold fast to your Dao heart.
"If your Dao heart is firm, you will remain free and unbound amid all things," Xu Zimo replied.
"Can you help me?" Lan Canyin asked.
Xu Zimo nodded slightly.
Back on the Yuanyang Continent, he had once learned a martial skill named Great Dream of Three Thousand Years.
This martial skill possessed no offensive power, yet its effects were far from ordinary.
It could weave dreams—dreams of every kind.
Upon waking from a single sleep, three thousand years had passed in a great dream; things remained, people had changed, and seas had turned into mulberry fields.
Though the experiences within the dream were all false, the tempering of one's Dao heart was utterly real.
The only drawback of this martial skill was its immense danger.
If someone became lost in their own dream, sank too deeply to pull themselves free, and could no longer distinguish dream from reality, they would truly live through three thousand years.
Until they became a pile of white bones.
Xu Zimo