What is a dream, if not the absence of awakening!
Yet in the Great Snow Mountain Secret Method, dreams should also be lucid—you can only distinguish right from wrong through lucid dreaming, possessing clear cognition during the process of death.
Zhang Facai discovered that he was in a dream.
"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?" Lai Liu still appeared confused.
Zhang Facai spoke slowly, "We are currently being controlled, trapped within an environment like a dream. The one responsible should be a Spiritual Master."
Space trembled once again.
Clearly, even the Spiritual Master had not anticipated Zhang Facai's strong willpower and judgment.
Lai Liu slowly put down his knife and looked around blankly, "Are we in a dream?"
Zhang Facai suddenly picked up a handful of sand from the ground and muttered, "People dream in confusion, mistaking sand for gold in their dreams..."
As his words fell, the sand in his hand turned into golden grains, shining like gold.
Lai Liu watched, astounded.