I, the Lord of the Fifth Heavenly Throne, flow out of all things!

The life of Baishounan perfectly illustrates the whole truth of the above sentence.

Originally, he would never and would not want to wake up.

But Duan Mulian gave him a sweet dream and turned his dream into reality.

Being awake or asleep has no meaning at this moment.

"..."

Looking at the white-haired man in front of her, Guan Yuetong raised her hand to cover her mouth, tears of excitement and heartache in her eyes.

She walked slowly to the white-haired man, raised her trembling hand and gently stroked her son's warm cheek.

In his first previous life, he died when Shounan was a minor.

However, her prophetic dream as the chosen one showed her the sad ending of her eldest son.

As early as when she regained her memories and lived here with Bai Junlang, Guan Yuetong mentioned to Bai Junlang about her two sons.

She asked Bai Junlang what happened to the first and second sons.

Although Bai Junlang remained silent, he still told Guan Yuetong everything he knew.

Without going into detail, she just needed to know that her two children had a hard time.

As for now, what does she have to say to her son?

"Shounan, come home with mom."

"..."

Listening to his mother's gentle whispers, although the white-shouned man said nothing, a trace of nostalgia appeared in his vicissitudes of life eyes.

He felt it was very unreal, as if this moment was just a beautiful dream, a beautiful dream that could only be had when he was asleep.

No one knows that the most powerful white-haired man in the world only desires a harmonious and friendly family and a free life.

"Son, what happened is in the past. Now, go home with your mom and your dad and have lunch."

Bai Junlang had a stern face, trying hard to act like a dignified father. He raised his hand and pointed at the big villa behind him, signaling his white-shouned man to go in quickly with Guan Yuetong.

He hated to see Xiaotong crying the most. Since his son's return could make Xiaotong happy, he would just let her do what she wanted.

"Um……"

Without saying anything more, the white-shouned man responded softly and was pulled into the villa by his mother.

As for Bai Junlang behind him, he was looking up and down at his grandson Bai Qianjun.

Seeing him now look like a ghost, he sighed with admiration, "So this is what the soul is like."

"Qianjun, tell grandpa, how did you and Shounan get here?"

Bai Junlang glanced at the backs of his son and wife, and asked Bai Qianjun seriously how he got here.

Ever since he and Guan Yuetong woke up, the entire world of reincarnation was shattered like a dream bubble, leaving only the couple left.

Literally, after the two of them awakened their memories and confirmed that they were Kaihu Baijunlang and Guanyuetong, everyone in the world disappeared.

There is nothing left in the entire world except the traces left by civilization.

"This is a long story..."

It was also the first time that Bai Qianjun spent time with his grandfather. When he heard the other party ask how he got here, he was a little confused.

After all, he himself didn't know what the hell this place was.

However, he still told Bai Junlang everything he knew before coming here.

Bai Junlang was quite happy when he heard that his descendants had ruled the earth for five thousand years.

After all, as one of the bloodline ancestors, he should be happy and relieved that his descendants are so successful.

Regardless of the virtues of future generations, prosperity is enough.

And when Bai Qianjun mentioned the Void Martial God Duanmulian, the [Ultimate Powerful One], Bai Junlang's expression finally became serious.

Even if others don’t understand, it’s impossible for him not to understand.

The moment he regained his memories, he entered the initial realm of the ultimate, and now he has the foundation of the ultimate combat body.

As for how much cultivation he has?

Not much, only 89 megabytes.

Although he had been happily staying with Guan Yuetong in this place, Bai Junlang did not give up his practice, because his intuition told him that there was something strange about his reincarnation.

Now hearing the Void Martial God mentioned by Bai Qianjun, Bai Junlang guessed that the other party was interfering with him.

It’s not because the other party has the ultimate cultivation, but because Bai Shounan and Bai Qianjun were sent to him by the other party.

"Then it seems that this is his territory. What on earth is this place!?"

Bai Junlang frowned. He had observed this world carefully but could not find any flaws.

Whether it is the Earth or the solar system, Haihu has visited both places in his spare time, and the results of his observations are all normal.

But after hearing Bai Qianjun's story, he knew that the Void Martial God had immense abilities and astonishing skills, and could even open up an alternate dimension.

In the past, this group of people with strong magnetic fields were like gods.

But everything Duanmulian showed was more like a god than them.

And since the other party can create another dimension, then the world where Bai Junlang and Guan Yuetong live was also created by the other party?

The more Bai Junlang thought about it, the more solemn and fearful he became of the power of the Void Martial God. He felt that if he were to clash with him, he would have no chance of winning at all.

As for the other party not showing any malice towards you?

As a sea tiger, Bai Junlang would not be foolish enough to pin his own safety on the thoughts of others. After all, he was once a powerful man, so naturally he did not like the "uneasy" situation of being weaker than others.

It was just like the true self he revealed when he, Kaihu and Oga were fighting on the moon.

As long as the other party has the ability to threaten oneself and make oneself uneasy, there will be as many reasons as possible to fight each other.

"I don't know. This place might be a secret cave he opened up."

Bai Qianjun shrugged his shoulders. He and Duanmulian got along pretty well, and the other party never hid from him what she wanted to do.

Duanmulian almost stated that she intended to collect the souls of the strong and make them reappear in the world.

Besides, Duanmulian didn't harm anyone Bai Qianjun cared about, right?

Even for Bai Junlang and Guan Yuetong, he just let them reincarnate and sat there idle without doing anything.

Hai Hu heard this and didn't say much, but looked up at the sky, hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice:

"My friend, thank you for reuniting Xiaotong and me. Can you come out and see me?"

Haihu didn't have any ill feelings towards the Void Martial God. Rather, he had a little bit of a favorable impression of him.

After all, no matter what the other party's intentions were, he allowed Xiaotong and I to be reunited, didn't he?

As long as he didn't show any ill intentions, Haihu wouldn't mind treating him as a friend.

"Go and take care of your family affairs first. I am looking forward to seeing whether it is my disciple or your son Bai Shounan who will come back."

No sound came from the void, but that understated voice echoed in Bai Junlang's head.

This made Bai Junlang's expression change slightly, because he could only hear the sound but could not feel anything, which explained a lot.

The other party can directly transmit information into his head silently, and make his head explode silently.

Although Bai Junlang, who already has the ultimate powerful body, will not die, he will not doubt whether the other party has the ability to kill him.

……

On the Sky Island, Duanmulian no longer paid attention to Bai Junlang who was in the [Inverted Dreamland].

As Bai Junlang thought, it would be impossible to stay in his own dominant territory for such a long time and enjoy such welfare benefits for so long without any price.

Just like Reinhardt’s Shura Path Supreme Heaven, all is one and one is all.

His own military strength and the capabilities of his own cells will all be integrated and given to the main body Reinhard.

Doctors, killers, magicians, warriors, swordsmen, etc., souls with such abilities are all melted into Reinhard's inner sea of ​​soul and used by him.

Duanmulian's upside-down dreamland, the dream he embraces, the dream will naturally give him many things in return.

For example, everything Bai Junlang had learned through hard practice was considered as his rent in the upside-down dreamland, and he shared it with Duanmulian.

However, Duanmulian herself generally does not need this basic power of her domineering power.

Because as long as he wants, his dreams can turn false into true and virtual into reality.

As long as you dream strongly, it is not difficult to make your dream come true.

Unless it is an extraordinary genius like [鑢七实], Duanmulian is too lazy to use the power of the inverted dreamland to unify dreams.

At present, the only person who can be truly regarded as Duanmulian’s army, or a follower of God, is Qishi.

The rest are all his dreams.

The endless "me", and everything that "me" values.

"Brother Duanmu, where did my brother An Tian go?"

At this time, a voice came.

It was the evil Bai Wunan, whose ahoge hair had grown a little longer, who came to visit Sky Island.

After being the Emperor of the Earth for a while, he got tired of it and simply passed the blame to that guy Justice and went to practice on his own.

Whenever he has time, Xie Bai will come to Sky Island to compete with Sha Anyan.

"He, he went to meet Kaihu and Guan Yuetong."

Looking at Xie Bai who sat down at the round table, picked up the wine glass and started drinking without hesitation, Duanmulian said something lightly that almost made Xie Bai spit out the wine in his mouth.

What the hell? Going to meet Kaihu and Guanyuetong! ?

The evil Bai Wunan's expression suddenly became interesting. After calming down, he laughed happily. His eyes were happy and he said to Duan Mulian in a teasing tone:

"Tsk tsk, Brother Duanmu, you are so unkind. You can enjoy such interesting fun alone."

Duan Mulian took out a lot of fantasy ingredients and placed them on the table, and replaced the fine wine with the best spirit wine.

Then, through the power of the magnetic field, he transmitted the scenes he had seen before to the evil Bai Wunan.

Xie Bai picked up the spirit wine and tasted it happily, taking the memories passed down by Duan Mu Lian as a snack. A happy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"I don't know who came back. It was my disciple Sha Antian, a gray-haired man. Who do you think Wu Nan could be?"

Duanmulian raised her wine glass and clinked it with Xiebai's, then she also relaxed and began to enjoy it.

In response to this, Xie Bai, who breathed a sigh of relief after drinking the fine wine, pondered for a moment and said:

"Dark Sky, even if that white-haired man sees someone he cares about, I'm afraid he won't have much reason to 'fight'."

"What a coincidence, we both thought of the same thing."

Duanmulian and Bai Wunan both felt that even if Sha Antian awakened Bai Shounan's memories, it would still be Sha Antian who would survive in the end.

Just like what Bai Wunan said, even if you meet the person you love, being a white-haired man is too tiring.

Presumably, the white-shouned man would also be happy to be Sha Antian and give up the dominant power of consciousness.

"Then should we ask Hell to come over and meet his adopted son?"

After drinking a glass of wine, Xie Bai happily made another suggestion.

After all, Duanmulian has already sent the hell soul of this world to merge with the hell of another timeline.

It can also be said that the Hell Sea over there is also the Hell Sea on this side.

It’s just that the Hell Sea here is not the same as the one over there, because their experiences are fundamentally different.

When Duan Mulian heard this proposal, he thought about it thoughtfully. Finally, he chuckled and said:

"Just treat it as a show of kindness while having fun, and let the White-haired Man/Sha Antian go back to the past five thousand years to make up for the regrets of the past."

Yes, he planned to send Sha Antian back to five thousand years ago, which was the era and world where hell existed.

Give Hell some face and also give your cheap disciple a chance.

Presumably, after seeing another possibility, the white-shouned man would be completely relieved.

“This is an unprecedented opportunity.”