It was unclear how much time had passed when suddenly, in the guest room of Tianji City, Shen Luo's eyes snapped open, and he quickly sat up from the bed.
Immediately afterward, he felt a sudden blackout as a wave of dizziness and exhaustion swept over him. Unable to suppress the overwhelming fatigue, he fell back onto the bed and slept again.
This sleep lasted for half a day, and when he woke up again, it was already evening the next day.
Shen Luo hurriedly sought out Little Master and detailed the events of last night's Dreamland traversal.
"Elder, honestly, even now I'm uncertain whether I truly traversed Dreamland or merely had a vivid dream," Shen Luo said, somewhat hesitantly.
"Based on what you told me, this time you didn't travel to the world a thousand years later but returned to the day Elder Manbo was killed?" Little Master furrowed his brow and asked.
