The scene before him was so vast that it was no ordinary dream. Huang Liang was quite certain that neither he, Hong Kui, nor even the former Qingmu could possibly sustain such a massive dream space.
Therefore, this must be related to that white wolf. Perhaps the white wolf's Mental Power still lingers on the Harding Icefield. It was this spirit that guided Hong Kui here and allowed Huang Liang to see these two towering peaks in front of him.
Hong Kui didn't follow him in, perhaps because he was blocked by the cloaked man in black. Another possibility is that he couldn't get in at all, because it was connected through his dream. If he were to come in, his own dream space would collapse due to the loss of support, and once his dream collapsed, he and Huang Liang might be trapped here.
Huang Liang had no idea what situation Hong Kui was facing, and he needed to find clues from this dream as soon as possible.
The two mountain peaks were shrouded in clouds and mist, and apart from looking very majestic, they didn't reveal anything particularly special. He had to get closer and search for details that could give him a clue.
As he thought of this, the scene in his dream changed. The mountain peaks disappeared and turned into steep snow-capped cliffs. He knew that this must still be in some area between those two mountain peaks. As the saying goes, "You can't see the true face of Mount Lu because you are in the mountain itself." Whether it is a person or an object, many times, once you get close, you can no longer see its true appearance.
Just then, he heard a wolf howl coming from the clouds not far away. The sound sounded somewhat familiar, the same as the wolf howl he had heard in Wolf's dream, and he judged it to be the voice of the white wolf.
He followed the sound for a while and sure enough, he saw the white wolf's shadow in the hazy fog. Before he could get close, the white wolf turned and walked into the depths of the fog.
Huang Liang followed closely, trying to keep up with the white wolf's pace, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get any closer. If he stopped, the white wolf would also stop and wait for him. There was always a distance between them, visible yet indistinct.
Huang Liang didn't know how long he had been traveling. Although there was no concept of time in his dream, he still had a sense of that period of time. He felt as if he had been traveling for several days, or even perhaps several months.
Just as his mind and consciousness were exhausted, the white wolf stopped. Huang Liang then realized that they had reached the mountaintop, but he didn't know which of the two peaks they were on.
The white wolf stood atop the mountain, raised its head, and let out a long howl to the sky.
Huang Liang saw a very round moon, like a silver plate hanging high in the sky. The white wolf's raised head cast a black shadow on the moon's surface, and its laughter seemed to come from within the moon itself.
However, immediately afterward, a small black notch appeared on the edge of the moon, as if it had been bitten by a white wolf. Huang Liang, of course, recognized it as a total lunar eclipse, but at that moment, he thought of the legend of the celestial dog swallowing the moon.
The black gap grew larger and larger, soon covering half the moon and obscuring the white wolf's shadow.
As darkness fell, the moon was completely obscured by the earth's shadow, leaving only a faint, fuzzy halo around its edge. The white wolf blended into the surrounding snow, which glowed faintly, and disappeared from sight. But at that moment, a point of light appeared in the distance, like a giant firefly, though fireflies don't exist in Alaska during winter.
Huang Liang knew this must be a sign, and he began to walk towards that point of light. The earth was completely dark, with only that one point of light in the distance guiding his way. He trudged through the snow, his steps uneven, but he remained conscious, knowing it was just a dream.
He didn't know if the white wolf was still there, but that didn't matter anymore; light lay ahead of him, and the path was beneath his feet.
However, before he could find the construction site, it became completely dark. This darkness was not the darkness of a total lunar eclipse, but utter darkness. A powerful force of attraction emanated from behind him, as if a giant was using an oversized vacuum cleaner to suck him and the entire snow-capped mountain into a dark space.
When Huang Liang emerged from the dream, he saw Hong Kui standing beside him, as if nothing had happened. Enluke was still patrolling not far away, nervously looking around and occasionally glancing back at where they were.
There didn't seem to be any tense battle taking place here; judging from Enluke's expression, he didn't even know what had happened. But Huang Liang clearly saw the cloaked figure when he entered the dream.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"I'm fine." Hong Kui's expression was grave, and somewhat anxious. "How are you? What did you see?"
Huang Liang said, "I saw two very tall snow-capped mountains, shrouded in mist and clouds, so I couldn't see them clearly. The white wolf led me to a very high place on the mountain, and then a total lunar eclipse occurred. When it got dark, I saw a bright light in the distance. I felt that was what the white wolf had told me to find, but before I could go there, I turned back."
Hong Kui nodded and said, "That's right. The dream won't take us directly to the Holy Land; we have to rely on the White Wolf. He will constantly help us search for any remaining traces of the Holy Land. Now you know why I need you to join me, right?"
Huang Liang said, "You already knew that the remaining spiritual energy on the Harding Icefield could connect with your dreams, so you need a helper to follow the White Wolf into a deeper spiritual space while you maintain your dream, to search for clues about the Holy Land. You can't go in by yourself, because if you leave, your dream will collapse."
Hong Kui smiled and added, "He must be a trustworthy helper."
Huang Liang recalled the scene when he first entered the dream and asked, "Where's the person in the cloak? I clearly saw him!"
Hong Kui glanced into the distance and said, "I don't know, but he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions."
"No malicious intent?" Huang Liang was a little confused.
"I have a feeling he's not the guy who kills people on TV," Hong Kui said uncertainly.
"So, there are two people wearing cloaks, or what kind of organization is this?"
Huang Liang fell into deep thought. He recalled his time in Amsterdam. When he organized parties, there were indeed some people who came wearing trench coats and cloaks. They were usually socialites trying to hide their identities. But he had never seen a face and eyes as sinister and terrifying as the person who killed Selina.
"Never mind that for now," Hong Kui said, then called out to Enluke was not far away, "Hey, Enluke, come here for a second!"
Enluke immediately ran over when he heard Hong Kui calling him.
Hong Kui asked, "Did you see anyone or see anything unusual?"
Enluke shook his head and said, "No, I didn't see anything. There's nothing but rocks and ice here, not even a ghost."
Hong Kui patted Enluke on the shoulder and then said to Huang Liang, "Describe what those two mountains you saw in your dream looked like, the more detailed the better. I bet they're in Alaska, maybe not far from Harding Icefield."
Huang Liang nodded and described the two mountains he had seen in his dream in as much detail as possible, including the peak that the white wolf had taken him to and the appearance of the moon in the sky.
Hong Kui was deep in thought, occasionally rubbing his eyebrows. Suddenly, Enluke beside him shouted:
"Ah, it's Denali! It must be Denali!"
"What?" Huang Liang didn't hear clearly.
" Mount Denali," Hong Kui said, "Formerly known as Mount McKinley, is the highest mountain in North America and a sacred mountain to the Native Americans."