Lan Jing wanted to awaken Ye Fan, but it was truly too difficult for her.
Ye Fan's slumber was due to the attack of the tribulation's power, and its force was so powerful that with Lan Jing's cultivation level, she couldn't possibly shake it. Even if she wished to help Ye Fan, she was powerless.
At this moment, Ye Fan was still in slumber, to be precise, his soul was not within his body but was drifting in a fantastical space. This space seemed both illusory and real, with every form of life and energy differing from those on Earth. As Ye Fan carefully observed everything here, even his vision felt unstable, as if everything here was a dream.
"Where is this place, exactly? And who was that woman speaking just now?" These questions tangled in Ye Fan's heart. He kept trying to pierce through the fog, but he couldn't break free from the bindings of this dream. Trying to pinpoint something here seemed almost impossible.
