Jiang Changsheng and Mu Lingluo looked at Jiang Tianming. Even though there was a huge gap in their age, they had watched Jiang Tianming grow up and were very close to him.
"Then tell me, what did you dream of?"
Mu Lingluo asked with a smile, and Jiang Tianming immediately began to describe his dream.
"I saw a light descending from the sky and penetrating the earth. A figure whose true appearance could not be seen descended. The Immortal Gods of our Heavenly Court surrounded him and were all killed by him. He even broke through space and summoned a door…"
The more Jiang Tianming spoke, the more excited he became. Bai Qi and Mu Lingluo raised their eyebrows.
None of them believed his words, but they had to admit that Jiang Tianming's imagination was very strong.