Eighty-hundred billion years later, the first century was destroyed.

On the ship of the World Golden, the owner of Miluo Palace woke up from that dream and sat blankly on the bow of the ship without any interest.

Susu still died in this destruction disaster.

The yellow sheep died too.

They failed to survive this great disaster, and he failed to save them.

Just now, he fell into a sleep in exhaustion and started to have that dream again.

There was a voice in the dream calling him "teacher".

This dream is becoming more and more real.

He looked at the Destroyed Tribulation, remembered the creation of the world in his dream, and the hazy figure. So far, he still did not understand the meaning of the dream.

At this time, the chaos outside the ship separated, and a man with gray temples led a little girl to the golden ship.

The owner of the Miluo Palace looked at him with a blind eye, and suddenly his eyes moved, and the gray-haired man held a disciple's greeting to him.

"The future visitor?"

The owner of Miluo Palace returned the favor and said, "I saw something that does not belong to this universe from you. It seems that you have walked a long way in time. Are you from the future?"

"Teacher, I am your seventh disciple, Chaos."

The gray-haired man said to him in a very familiar voice, "Go back here to see you."

The owner of Miluo Palace looked at him in a daze. This sound was exactly the sound in the dream!

It was the voice that had entangled him for 800 billion years!

It was the sound that called him to wake up!

Why did he have this dream?

Why did the first-century birth disaster appear in the dream?
Chapter completed!