Xu Feng lay on that extremely soft big bed, feeling his Divine Thought uncontrollably drifting up towards the sky.
As the Divine Thought floated upwards, Xu Feng felt himself becoming more and more fatigued, eventually falling into a deep sleep.
In the dream, there was a world of chaos, within which stood a giant door that supported a great world.
Its width unknown, its height immeasurable, only countless complex Chaos Runes were engraved upon the doorposts.
Xu Feng, like an ant at the foot of a mountain, looked up at the immeasurably high doorpost.
"Is this a dream?" Xu Feng wondered.
Then he began to look around this dream world.
In this endless chaos space, the giant door seemed like the sole guiding light.
Apart from that, there was only chaos.
"The aura on this door!"
Xu Feng lightly placed his hand on the doorpost, feeling instantly connected to the Classic of Mountains and Seas in his mind.
