In the pitch-black universe,
A gigantic spaceship floated.
In the Immortal Second Palace, masters from the four great Divine Races all watched this giant spaceship with their faces full of guarded expressions.
Not long after, an old man with white hair led thousands of people down from the gigantic spaceship.
These people had silver long hair and deep blue eyes, appearing incredibly dreamlike, as if they had stepped out of an anime.
Sheng Wenjie furrowed his brows and muttered, "So it was these guys causing the mischief."
"Wenjie, do you know them?" Wang Hao curiously asked.
Sheng Wenjie nodded, "They belong to the Heavenly Dream Divine Race!"
"Heavenly Dream Divine Race? They are a Divine Race?" Wang Hao asked in confusion, "But there's no such race among the four great Divine Races!"
