Although the dream's creator was groggy and might not discover an intruder in time, Cui Jiuyang did not want to take that risk.
Ever since he had advanced to the Third Extremity realm, his lifespan had no longer been a major concern, but Cui Jiuyang still did not want to shorten his Yang Lifespan for no reason.
After weighing the advantages and disadvantages of those two methods, Cui Jiuyang wanted to use neither.
His cultivation now far surpassed what it had once been, naturally giving him greater composure and more choices in how he acted.
Looking back, he had often had to stake his life in battle, but that was not because he was born with a taste for risking death.
It was simply that his cultivation had been too low back then, and his limited lifespan had driven him like a whip, forcing him to fight others and defy heaven time and again, struggling to survive in the cracks.
Now that his cultivation had improved, he had far more options and no longer needed to fight for his life at every turn.
Just as at this very moment, he had discovered that the Otherworldly Dream ruled out the shortcut of assassinating the Directorate of Astronomy's cultivators.
But he did not have to pit himself against this mysterious magical artifact, much less put himself in danger.
As far as he was concerned, the ultimate purpose of this trip was merely to stop the creation of the false dragon.
Assassination was certainly simple and direct, but causing an uproar at the crucial ceremony later would also scuttle the false dragon scheme completely. Why risk his life and cultivation by entering the dream?
Tonight's investigation had unexpectedly revealed one of the Directorate of Astronomy's major trump cards-the Otherworldly Dream-and Cui Jiuyang was