"You can't become Yu Xian, nor will you ever have the chance to become one."
"You're trying to trick me!"
Yu Xian's expression twisted as the illusory space began to fluctuate.
Yu Xian waved his hand dismissively and calmly exited.
"We will meet again. My artificial intelligence."
So-called Dream Realms simply couldn't restrain his Primordial Spirit, to say nothing of the fact that this was just an incomplete version.
Besides, whether this Yu Xian was real or not, he had no interest in playing the role of a portable elder deity again.
Back then, he was so poor he had to eat dirt, so he coveted the legacy of the Thousand Beasts True Master. And since the Thousand Beasts True Master was willing to become the main soul of his magical treasure, they shared a master-disciple and also a friendly relationship.
Of course, the main reason was that the Thousand Beasts True Master was straightforward and easy to bluff.
He wasn't confident he could handle this Yu Xian, though.