One of the three dimensions of the Astral Realm, each with its own unique characteristics.
The Material Dimension is stable and resilient, existing eternally like the earth.
The Energy Dimension flows endlessly, without beginning or end, like River of Space-Time that runs through everything.
The Fantasy Dimension is bizarre and vibrant, like sunlight refracted through a prism, colorful and dazzling, with countless Fantasy Plane floating and sinking within it.
It is many times greater than the number of material planes.
Deep within this vast ocean of dimensions, in a world called Nightmares, a magnificent and imposing mountain stands tall.
Its vast and boundless power dominates Endless dimensions, influencing countless Fantasy Plane, which revolve endlessly around it.
It is the Primogenitor Mountain.
Eternity- level major power in the Astral Realm.
A gathering place for all kinds of terrifying behemoths.
It is also the dwelling place of the Nightmare Hydra, one of the nine Eternal.
At the highest point of the Primogenitor Mountain, a colossal being beyond the dimensions of ordinary life slumbers. Its body is covered with unique scales that intertwine shadows and starlight, each scale resembling a miniature starry Starry Sky, radiating a faint purple glow.
His nine heads each had their own unique characteristics and exuded a different aura.
"Nightmares!"
A faint voice drifted from the River of Space-Time, like a willow leaf fluttering in the wind, carrying an air of Transcendent elegance.
As this voice appeared, the Nightmare Hydra suddenly opened all its eyes, each gaze seemingly containing countless Fantasy World, looking towards a certain extremely hidden and unreachable Space-Time.
In that Space-Time interlayer, which even the Main God, or even the Supreme God, could not clearly perceive, a platinum-gold dragon was also casting its gaze upon them.
At first glance, this giant dragon looks very much like the Platinum Dragon God from the Divine Realm, but upon closer inspection, one can see that the two are clearly different.
The dragon deep within the Space-Time rift, unlike the Platinum Dragon God scales are filled with a monotonous metallic luster, reflects the birth and death of cosmic planes, the rotation of stars and seasons, and the rise and fall of Endless Epic. When it naturally stretches its body, the sparks generated by the friction between its scales seem to splash the power of time and the long river of history.
The dragon's form seems to exist between existence and non-existence, and every move it makes is connected to the River of Time, presenting a cyclical and ever-changing beauty.
The change was neither orderly nor chaotic, but rather achieved a wonderfully inclusive balance.
Time!
A slightly hoarse voice came from the Lord of Nightmares.
This reveals the identity of the mysterious dragon that exists within Space-Time rift.
He is none other than the Lord of Time, one of the nine Eternal of the Astral Realm, the Dragon of Eternity and Time.
Claimed to be a great being that wanders on the River of Time, witnessing the existence and demise of all civilizations and individuals, and wielding the vast power called time.
He has been Legend of the Dragon Clan since his birth.
He is also the most mysterious of the nine Eternal.
At this moment, the Lord of Time emerges from the River of Time and meets the Lord of Nightmares.
"Have you made your decision?" the Lord of Nightmares asked calmly.
"Of course." The Lord of Time's reply was equally bland.
"What a pity." The Lord of Nightmares shook his head slightly. "Mitrola's work efficiency is quite good. I have high hopes for this race. I don't know where you found the bloodline source from, which possesses such an exaggerated devouring ability."
"The source of bloodline is merely the starting point. Without your Bloodline Atlas, the Dragon-Hunting Spider Clan could not have been created either," the Lord of Time replied.
"Hmm." The Lord of Nightmares nodded again. "I will not break my previous promise. The Dragon-Hunting Spider Clan and the Five-Colored Evil Dragons Clan can be handed over to you. However, I will not help them in the process. If my subordinates choose to oppose you, please show mercy and do not harm them."
"Also, you owe me a favor, don't forget."
"Clear."
The Lord of Time nodded.
Immediately, the Lord of Nightmares opened his mouth, and a blood-red diagram flew toward the platinum-gold dragon.
On that diagram, countless bloodline auras pulsed, like a condensation of the bloodlines of all living beings in the Astral Realm, a manifestation of the Great Dao of Bloodlines.
Faintly, the phantom images of various colossal beasts flashed by on the map.
"Bloodline Atlas"
Miracle Creation under the control of the Lord of Nightmares.
Legend has it that this Miracle Creation can help its host absorb other superior genes, make up for its own deficiencies, and automatically replenish and form new bloodlines, thus evolving Infinity and becoming stronger.
More importantly, during this process, the host's genetic chain will be completely anchored to the Bloodline Atlas and will not be torn apart.
It can be said that this is an evolutionary treasure that defies reason.
This is especially true for those with Transcendent professions, such as bloodline sorcerers and those with Ability Energy.
It's practically a cheat code.
Even the "Bloodline Atlas" Bloodline Totem chart," possesses extraordinary abilities and is sought after by countless races and civilizations in the Astral Realm, who are willing to pay a huge price to obtain it.
It is an absolutely strategic resource.
The Lord of Time reached out and grasped the Bloodline Atlas. Instead of leaving, he took out a wisp of white feather and handed it to the Lord of Nightmares.
This feather, formless and intangible, is a little over a meter long and presents an "absolute pure white" appearance. This white is not a color, but a visual representation of the void state of time. It seems as light as a feather, yet it possesses the "weight" to hold the entire time sequence around the Primogenitor Mountain still.
This item is none other than the "White Feather of Time".
It is also a Miracle Creation, and its level is the same as the "Bloodline Atlas," both being eleven stars.
In fact, ten-star level Miracle Creation are not of much use to Eternity existence.
Miracle Creation that can be governed and valued by Eternity being must be beings of eleven stars.
For example, "Eternal Blazing Sun", "Gate of Myriad Worlds", and "Holy Grail of Origin".
They are all Miracle Creation of the eleven stars.
The Hand of Hell is not an eleven-star Miracle Creation; its Miracle Trait are only at the ten-star level.
Yet it is an Eternity artifact.
That is, a creation that reaches the level of twelve stars but only the quality of Ten-Star Miracle.
In this case, its power is slightly weaker than that of an eleven-star Miracle Creation. The reason why the Lord of Hell was able to use it to steal the Heart of the Abyss is because his own path contains the authority of theft and fraud, thus strengthening the power of the Hand of Hell.
The "White Feather of Time" was handed over to the Lord of Nightmares as collateral.
The Lord of Time then departed with the "Bloodline Atlas".
Watching the departing dragon, the Lord of Nightmares shifted his gaze to the deeper reaches of the Fantasy Dimension.
In the center of that ocean of the world, a hazy halo slowly spread, radiating a power that made Him tremble.
That is the very core of the Fantasy Dimension!