Chapter 2852 - 2847: Ready When Summoned

Chapter 2852: Chapter 2847: Ready When Summoned

The gods share the power of dreams? It seems I’ve heard something interesting again.

It can only be said that as expected from someone experienced, Lord Pa Qi’s casual remark gave me a sense of sudden enlightenment.

The question mentioned earlier, why has there always seemed to be no clear master of dreams? And the corresponding Divine Road.

Is the answer really this simple, that the power of dreams was shared all along?

As long as someone is a Superior Being, they have a certain degree of mastery?

One can only say that in this way, the power of dreams seems to be even more special than imagined.

Of course, it also explains many things.

Fu Qian recalled the various dreamlike dilemmas encountered along the way.

For those Superior Beings with some control over dreams, there seem to be quite a few.

Even the likes of the Witch, who claims to be inexperienced, can casually freeze the arid Sea of Souls, maintaining a stable Nightmare collective.

"Really? Then why, as far as I know, was it not until the Progenitor of the Blood Clan that the first dream of a God was made?"

But these did not delay Fu Qian’s questioning.

Pointing at the sky, he unhesitatingly mentioned an important figure related to their current journey.

Even a new term learned from the recently completed mission.

"The first dream? This statement is indeed interesting, and I think I understand better why you came here..."

What is positive interaction is embodied at this moment, and Pa Qi also seems to hear something amusing.

"Do you think they can make it here?"

But that’s all there is to it, as expected, it’s about time to handle serious business, Pa Qi immediately turned the topic back to Yibu and his companion—

"Are you sure you don’t want to evacuate the people first?"

Even he has a reason for doing this, meanwhile, Master and Yibu sound like they’ve already started a joint operation.

This arrangement is not surprising, given that even Yibu himself is on the move, it’s impossible for Master to remain idle.

Though the latter, while being forced to accompany, still had some complaints.

Clearly shown by stating something like "evacuation", which should be communicated quietly, directly in front of the entire Archipelago.

"No need."

And Yibu didn’t care about his image at all, directly indicating that they would face the disaster together.

"No one should approach the restricted area, and... I do not wish for you to remain silent."

The next moment, he even used Pa Qi’s trick like a broadcast, speaking to the many wills shrouded in fear.

...

The request for not remaining silent is quite unusual.

After all, open mic on public channels has always been somewhat of an annoying practice.

Swas——

But the Demigod’s Might is terrifying.

Just two seconds after Yibu’s words fell, the sound beside the ear quickly amplified to a clamor.

What seemed like it needed some more time to grind was so directly skipped by force.

"Lord Yibu of the Archipelago, ranked as a Demigod, leading the White Tower, known for his integrity, always accompanied by lightning, certainly not a hesitant person."

Even with such market-defying behavior, Fu Qian still gave a high evaluation.

Even for Yibu’s reasoning behind such an order, he had great understanding.

Perhaps unknown why everyone is connected, this real-time broadcast of their conversation clearly isn’t good.

On one hand, it means being monitored the whole time; on the other, the group of listeners is quite large, among whom fear is brewing quickly.

So even though Master mentioned considering others, Yibu’s advocacy might not be a bad idea.

Somehow getting everyone excited serves to cover their ensuing exchange and pretend to forget fear, as in luxury and dissipation.

"What about the other one?"

Fu Qian suddenly enlivened the tone, and Pa Qi seemed amused, offering praise with a smile.

"Master of the Rebirth Club, not limited by traditional Transcendent concepts, he single-handedly promoted Limb Attachment, giving many who lack Talent a chance to witness the Transcendent, and is notably bold."

Fu Qian didn’t avoid it, immediately acknowledging with another segment.

"Looks like you have great confidence in them."

Pa Qi nodded continually as he listened.

"Not really, I’m actually not very confident."

However, the next moment Fu Qian changed the direction of his words.

"Oh? Why?"

Pa Qi did not conceal his surprise and snapped his fingers as he spoke.

An amazing scene followed: amidst the barren ruins came the sound of water.

Even the undulating ground under their feet appeared like standing on a ship.

Looking up, the bow was pointing directly at the ruins of the laboratory.

It must be said, Lord Pa Qi once again proves the notion that "the power of dreams belongs to the gods."

With actions already showcasing a whimsical style, directly moving the negotiating venue onto a boat—and it’s the Club’s boat.

Under the night sky, Master and Yibu stood at the forefront, entirely unaware of the extra passengers.

At least from the firmness of their stance, the two seemed to have no reason to retreat.

"Yibu is resolute but inflexible, inevitably being schemed against by others."

Fu Qian continued with his reasoning.

"Master, however, is two-faced and cunning, with the initial intention of building the Rebirth Club to reject Bloodline injustice probably gone."

Neither of them seemed favorably viewed.

...

"Hmm, indeed, hearing it like this is not optimistic at all."

Master and Yibu remain unaware of the behind-the-scenes discussions, and Pa Qi finds it quite enjoyable.

"But according to your narrative, it’s hard to say who among them is the passive one, is Yibu the schemed one?"

Next, he pointed towards Yibu, who seemed to be leading.

"Does it not appear so? It’s often not the loudest voice that has the ultimate say."

Fu Qian shook his head, truly not optimistic about this higher-ranked player.

"Makes sense, since the initial intent is lost, then why does Master remain here, persisting in such risky endeavors?"

Pa Qi continued pointing at Master.

"Not interested in Limb Attachment, interesting things on the Archipelago aren’t many, such as a certain Codex... Coincidentally, looking back, some things seem to be reviving."

Fu Qian gestured towards the top of the White Tower, skillfully applying the method of elimination.

"The White Tower Codex..."

Pa Qi followed the look, seemingly imagining the scenario viewed from above.

"Is this what you mean?"

And just two seconds later, he extended his hand to grab from the Void, returning with a black object.

"Looks like it."

Fu Qian looked down and found a small, folded Black Stone Screen.

Of course, the even smaller thing on it was the dense weave of text.

He had added a line onto it then, which caused even the King of the White Tower to fall.