Song Shuhang had a dream.
With the improvement of his realm, he no longer needed to sleep under normal circumstances. And when he did fall asleep, it would usually be due to excessive fatigue, and he usually wouldn't dream during such times.
Unless... it was a dreamland.
Therefore, after feeling that he was dreaming, Song Shuhang's heart thumped.
Was he going to enter a dreamland again?
But, whose dreamland was he going to enter this time?
Was it the unfinished dreamland of the Heavenly Emperor?
Was it the unfinished dreamland of Su Xian?
Or was it a dreamland related to Senior White and Senior White Two whom he had made contact with today?
Whichever it was, it would undoubtedly be greatly beneficial to him.
As he thought about it, he grew slightly excited.
In short... As long as it wasn't the kind of dreamland like Lady Onion's where he would be planted on the peak of a mountain and forced to spend hundreds of years there, Song Shuhang had nothing to fear.
