I can find treasures in my dreams.

Three days have passed in the outside world.

Yang Fan's casual remark greatly shocked Naraku.

The Tree Man Venerable stood frozen in place, the green aura surrounding him flickering.

After a long silence, a faint ripple slowly appeared in its green eyes, as if it had figured out the cause and effect.

It spoke softly, its tone filled with sudden realization: "I understand!"

The moment the words left his mouth, a strange change occurred.

Among the triangular emerald green leaves covering Naraku's entire body, tiny, exquisite, seven-colored flowers quietly emerged.

These petals are as thin as cicada wings, gleaming with a translucent luster in the dim light, their patterns so exquisite they seem to have been sculpted by nature itself.

The seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple intertwine and intertwine, and each little flower is surrounded by star-like glimmers of light.

As the soft light shifted, countless tiny flowers spread along the branches and leaves, weaving a rainbow-colored ribbon of light around it.

The immense power of natural laws spread along the band of light, and many black vines quietly crawled out from the surface of the giant centipede.

These tendrils can absorb supernatural forces in the environment and are used by the centipede king.

This was clearly a benefit given to the Centipede Overlord by the Tree Man Venerable out of consideration for Yang Fan.

This single move alone demonstrates that Naraku's control over life is definitely not low.

"hiss!"

The giant centipede let out a joyful roar.

After a while.

The supernatural aura emanating from the Tree Man Venerable suddenly surged, as if breaking through invisible shackles and rising to a higher level out of thin air. A chilling aura of a Venerable quietly spread out.

It turned to look at Yang Fan, its tiny flowers swaying slightly: "Your Majesty, the 'Spirit Sealing Seal' within me has been completely removed."

The so-called "Spirit Sealing Secret Seal" is a magical secret technique passed down by the Qiongshu civilization. It involves actively sealing a part of one's own soul origin and core memories to build an invisible barrier deep within the soul, thereby resisting those terrifying high-level tracing techniques.

These tracking techniques possess an incredible characteristic: once the target being tracked becomes aware of the caster's existence, the caster will instantly sense it.

Because of the extremely subtle connection that has formed between the two parties, the person being tracked is almost unable to escape and is completely under the control of the spellcaster.

This sounds incredible.

However, from a supernatural perspective, it is not too difficult to understand.

If we consider the primordial world as an ocean that gathers all supernatural powers, then every action and thought of any individual with supernatural powers will create corresponding ripples in this ocean.

The perception laws mastered by the Shadow Palace can accurately capture ripples in the ocean, thereby enabling the observation of specific targets across time and space.

Even more terrifying is that these secret techniques also possess the ability to "feel what others are thinking."

Simply put, once someone mentions or notices the caster's presence, the caster can instantly detect the disturbance.

Because the act of observation itself generates ripples that cannot be hidden, and the practitioner's sensitivity to ripples related to themselves has already reached its peak.

In short, this is a set of abnormal secret techniques that would make ordinary Venerables avoid it at all costs.

Even if an ordinary Venerable One is targeted, he would have no way of noticing this level of investigation and would only become fish on the chopping block.

But Yang Fan is an exception.

He is not only a mid-level Venerable, but also proficient in various laws such as time, space, and life, and controls eleven terrifying high-grade supernatural abilities.

Therefore, his soul strength and perceptive sensitivity have long surpassed common sense, reaching an astonishing level.

Half a month ago, he had vaguely sensed a subtle, persistent feeling of being watched, clinging to the spirit crow's clone like a leech.

His intuition told him that this was most likely the work of the Shadow Temple.

He forcibly snatched the law weapon "Fate Weaver" from the Shadow Temple, causing this ancient secret force to suffer an unprecedented loss. They would certainly not let it go.

Now that his true form is in the Meijia Civilization, heavily guarded by many Meijia Venerables, the Shadow Secret Palace has no way to attack him, so it is only natural that they would vent their anger on the Spirit Raven clone.

For the next period of time, Yang Fan secretly fought against this spying force several times from a distance, and used "past constellations" to trace its source, but he was still unable to find out its true nature.

No matter how it was analyzed, that force disappeared without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

It was only then that he was completely certain that this must be a law-level tracing with the characteristic of "feeling upon thought".

As long as he keeps the Shadow Palace in his heart, and as long as he continues to actively investigate the other party, he will never be able to shake off the pursuit, let alone find the enemy's hiding place.

Yang Fan pondered for a long time, and one day a sudden inspiration struck him, leading him to perform an extraordinary maneuver.

That is, actively choosing to "seal" all memories of the Shadow Palace, using the laws of time to forcibly sever the connection between oneself and these memories, and "store" them in the river of time.

Subsequently, he began traveling between various Venerable civilizations, contacting like-minded Venerables.

Naraku was one of them.

Now, he has joined forces with this Venerable One, and under the guise of exploring the Sands of the Dead, he has meticulously laid a deadly trap for the Shadow Temple.

At this moment.

With a slight thought, Yang Fan felt the power of the Time Law within his soul quietly spread.

Threads of light, visible only to him, each imbued with the power of time, meandered through the air, quickly weaving into a ring.

This is—the Spacetime Ring.

It was also a high-level secret technique that he created on his own after mastering the laws of time to a certain extent.

"Wow~"

A phantom river emerged from the spirit ring, surging and flowing endlessly.

This is the long river of time.

With Yang Fan's current strength and mastery of the laws, observing and touching the river of time is already a piece of cake.

"Wow--"

A golden wave suddenly splashed up in the long river, and a figure exactly like Yang Fan slowly rose from the river.

Their clothes and aura were exactly the same as they were now, and no one could tell the difference between them.

This is the "Yang Fan" of the past.

The current Yang Fan and the past "Yang Fan" look into each other's eyes, and without saying a word, they exchange knowing smiles.

A wondrous resonance instantly arose between the two souls.

Strands of soul energy intertwined between the two, and memories related to the Shadow Palace, sealed within the past "Yang Fan," leaped forth like fragments of light, flowing into the present Yang Fan's mind along the soul threads.

In the blink of an eye, he had fully recovered his memories.

As the river of time gradually faded and dissipated, the Time Ring also collapsed.

In fact.

The real mastermind behind this plan is not the current Yang Fan, but the "Yang Fan" of the past.

The Shadow Palace's target has always been Yang Fan in the present. They can capture Yang Fan's thoughts and actions now, but they cannot touch the past that has long since passed.

The old "Yang Fan" had already laid out the overall plan and issued an order every once in a while. Now, Yang Fan only needs to follow the instructions step by step.

In this way, one can avoid triggering the other party's perception with one's own thoughts, and can accurately control the rhythm of the trap.

The Shadow Palace never expected that Yang Fan would pull off such a "shenanigans".

When the Tree Man Venerable heard the plan he had devised, he was amazed and admired it to the extreme; otherwise, he would not have been willing to participate in the plan.

Yang Fan slowly exhaled and began to explain the current situation: "The Shadow Palace's sense of smell is even more acute than we expected. They anticipated our actions and secretly tampered with the Death Whisper Sand Abyss."

"This sand abyss was contaminated by the residual divine power of an ancient god's remains, naturally forming a large-scale spacetime light ruler. There is a significant difference in the flow of time between the depths of the sand abyss and the outside world, which is extremely rare."

"The powerful figures sent by the Shadow Palace secretly amplified the power of the light ruler by activating the power of the laws, which is why we only stayed below for ten minutes, while three whole days had passed in the outside world."

Yang Fan paused for a moment, then couldn't help but say, "I have to say, the methods of the Shadow Palace are indeed formidable."

Only someone as proficient in the laws of time, space, and other dimensions as him, with an incredibly keen sense of his soul, could detect subtle anomalies in the flow of time and space and anticipate the other party's subtle actions.

If it were any other ordinary Venerable One, they would be kept in the dark, and the moment they stepped out of the abyss, they would run headlong into the inescapable net laid by the Shadow Secret Palace, ultimately meeting a dead end.

Naraku's body swayed with tiny flowers, his tone tinged with amusement: "But the Shadow Palace has ultimately fallen into your trap. After the Spacetime Ruler was magnified, everything inside was distorted."

"Even if we discuss the Shadow Palace right now, the other side won't be able to sense it. The trap they set has become our best barrier."

Within this magnified spacetime light ruler, any laws of perception are isolated by the chaotic spacetime forces.

The Shadow Palace thought it had the time difference under control, but little did it know that its target had already cleverly reversed its strategy.

In this round of competition, Yang Fan emerged victorious.

Yang Fan laughed upon hearing this: "We Canglan people have a saying: 'The most dangerous place is often the safest place.'"

Naraku pondered for a moment, then said with admiration, "This is indeed a very brilliant strategy."

Yang Fan smiled faintly and did not reply.

Naraku sighed again, “I possess the ‘Spiritual Rebirth’ secret technique of the Qiongshu civilization. Even if I die in battle here, my soul can transcend time and space to return to the mother tree and be reborn, so my life will not be in danger.”

"You have no secret method of reincarnation, yet you dared to venture into this perilous Abyss of Deathly Whispers in your true form. Your courage and boldness are truly admirable."

The Tree Man Venerable never realized that the "Mr. Spirit Raven" before him was merely an avatar manifested using the power of laws, not his true self.

Just as Yang Fan was about to respond, he suddenly felt something.

He suddenly looked up at the sand dunes above, his previously composed expression instantly turning serious.

As he did this, the giant centipede carrying the two of them abruptly stopped its descent.

A ripple flashed across the green water in Naraku's eyes, and he asked in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, have the powerful figures from the Shadow Palace arrived yet?"

"Ah."

Yang Fan nodded slightly, his tone calm but carrying a faint killing intent: "Just now, a high-level Venerable and two mid-level Venerables suddenly appeared above the sand abyss. It seems they plan to surround and kill us after we get out."

The aura around Venerable Naraku immediately fluctuated, and his tone suddenly became tense: "You and I are just low-level Venerables, the Shadow Palace really thinks highly of us."

Since Yang Fan planned to deal with the Shadow Palace in the Death Whisper Sand Abyss, he naturally laid out many backup plans.

One of the most crucial aspects is targeted observation methods.

The Shadow Palace possesses a law-level secret technique that allows them to "feel what others think, and I will feel it," making it extremely difficult to detect their whereabouts silently.

But Yang Fan still had a way.

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Azure civilization.

Dreamland Paradise, Stargazing Pavilion.

Just now, Yang Wanyu and her brother Yang Yanchen received a message from their father, Yang Fan, informing them of a special mission.

That is, by using the newly built "Phantom Star Bridge" at the Star Gazing Pavilion, one can observe an area called "Death Whisper Sand Abyss".

The so-called "Phantom Star Bridge" is a new creation that appeared in the Star Gazing Pavilion not long ago, and it is also another major achievement of Yang Fan in his research on the power of dreams.

Its operating principle is not complicated. Simply place a "star-gazing anchor" in the target area, and the real-time scene of the corresponding area can be projected into the dreamlike illusion.

At first glance, it seems to have great limitations—it cannot operate once it leaves the anchor point—but its intricacies far exceed what ordinary people can imagine.

It's worth noting that the observation range of the Illusionary Star Bridge can reach as far as another world domain!

Even more astonishing is that this observation is the most direct and purest real-time projection, with no delay whatsoever. Every rustle of grass in the area where the anchor point is located can be clearly seen.

This ability would drive even the most ancient and revered civilizations crazy, making them flock to it.

This is one of the many achievements that Yang Fan has made recently after breaking through his bottleneck in strength and reaching a new level in his understanding of the laws.

At this moment.

The siblings were standing at the top of a slanted beam of light.

The beam of light was at a 45-degree angle to the ground, clear and transparent, with a warm and smooth texture like glass and jade, and tiny star-like particles flowing inside the beam.

It was clearly an illusory object formed from dream energy, yet it felt solid and stable when stepped on, without even the slightest tremor.

This dazzling beam of light is naturally the main body of the Illusionary Star Bridge.

The moment the Illusionary Star Bridge was activated, the siblings felt a lightness in their bodies and began to rise rapidly, with the scenery before them changing swiftly.

In the blink of an eye, the two had reached an altitude of at least 100,000 meters, as if they had stepped into the embrace of the starry sky.

Looking up, one sees a starry sky even more dazzling than what can be seen from the ground.

Looking down, the land of the Star Gazing Pavilion, which resembles a chessboard, still appears boundless, but the central control tower stone tablet has become an inconspicuous little dot.

Not far in front of them, a magnificent curtain was descending from the starry sky.

The screen was covered in ink colors, and a blurry, giant black vortex could be vaguely seen spinning in a grayish-yellow hue.

At first glance, it looks like an Impressionist painting.

This was clearly a projection of the Sands of Death in the dreamlike realm. (End of Chapter)