Fool's Dream!

In the blink of an eye, the shell of a body disintegrated into dust, scattering with the wind and leaving not the slightest trace.

Even the Primordial Spirit hidden deep within the sea of consciousness was crushed along with it, burned into nothingness.

This was the fate of offending the dignity of the Heavenly Emperor!

Having dealt with the guards, Haotian did not hesitate for a moment and immediately set off.

He knew perfectly well that every breath of delay reduced his chances of escaping the Heavenly Court.

He had to break free from this prison of heaven and earth before the Hall of Supreme Harmony noticed!

Every second counted; there was no time to lose!

The instant he stepped out of the dungeon, his figure flashed, turning into a streak of silvery-white light as he sped toward the Beyond Heavens.

Not long after, another squad of Human Race guards arrived to conduct their routine inspection of the dungeon.

At a glance, they saw that the prison cell was completely empty. Haotian had long since vanished without a trace.

They immediately sent an urgent report flying straight to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Within the hall, Ying Zheng sat upright upon the dragon throne, clad in a black dragon robe. His brows were like blades, his back straight as a pine, and the mighty authority of an Emperor swept forth, looking down upon all heavens!

He had already sensed that something was amiss—the dungeon guards he had dispatched earlier had yet to return, and a faint heaviness weighed upon his heart.

Just as he was about to summon an immortal official at his side to investigate, the third batch of guards hurried into the hall, fell to the ground, and reported:

"Reporting to His Majesty! When we patrolled the Heavenly