Inside the Three Realms Mountain.
Aaron, dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, held a bowl in his hands, standing firmly atop a huge blue-green rock.
Outside the mountain...
Massive data streams, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, cascaded down like waterfalls.
"Dreams within the Three Realms are like bubbles and shadows, lives are akin to specks of dust... If one cannot break through this juncture, would they just turn into a stream of information and disperse upon entering this place? Or perhaps... deleted by data?"
Aaron seemed to be talking to himself, then looked toward a certain place.
A handsome literatus in Da Liang Scholar Style Green Shirt appeared out of nowhere: "Young man... I've been waiting for you a long time."
His every move was befuddling, one hundred percent capable of making players think he was an NPC giving out quests.
Aaron, however, knew the man's true nature well in advance, his eyes flashing with a '卍' symbol.
The next moment.