This is the best of times: the Dao has returned, and anyone can seek immortality.
This is the worst of times: the uncanny has descended, and every step leads into the abyss.
Lin Ye awoke from a dream to find the world transformed into something strange and fantastical. Fortunately, he awakened the Great Dreamheart System.
He once dreamed of a sword, its frost chilling fourteen provinces as it slaughtered every evil under heaven.
He once dreamed of a pill that could bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bone, saving countless people.
He also once dreamed of someone with beauty that lasted through red lips and white hair, walking with him across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. When he awoke, only a faint trace of her fragrance remained by his pillow.
As the power of his dreams gradually seeped into reality and the boundary between illusion and truth began to blur, Lin Ye had to face one ultimate question:
Was he the master of his dreams, or... had the dreams been masters of everything all along?
