A Fatty So Strong It Was Absurd

Wang Xian looked excitedly at the "Dreamscape" Heavenly Book within the pillar of light.

The eight Heavenly Books—"Time-Space," "Stars," "Life," "Death," "Soul," "Chaos," and "Judgment"—were connected to him to varying degrees, but there had never been any news of the "Dreamscape" Heavenly Book.

Now, the final Heavenly Book had finally appeared!

However, there were a full eleven Immortal-grade bosses here. Trying to obtain the "Dreamscape" Heavenly Book right under their noses would be extraordinarily difficult!

Snatching it head-on was definitely out of the question. The gap between his strength and those Immortal-grade bosses was far too great. They would not even need to act personally; the hundred or so enshrined experts alone could easily suppress him.

"Surely I can't just give up..."

Wang Xian frowned deeply.

Dragon City's appearances were far too mysterious, with no discernible pattern. Each time it appeared, it would vanish again for a very long era before reappearing.

Besides, even if Dragon City truly appeared again, there was no way he could happen to encounter it by chance once more.

It could be said that this was his only chance to obtain the "Dreamscape" Heavenly Book. Giving up was absolutely impossible!

"Brother, do you really want that book?"

Gelaikiao noticed the strange look on Wang Xian's face.

"That book is very important!"

Wang Xian stared fixedly at the "Dreamscape" Heavenly Book in the pillar of light without even blinking. He was rapidly calculating the odds of obtaining it if he unleashed every trump card he had.

"Sigh!"

Several minutes later, Wang Xian let out a sigh.

He realized that even if he revealed all his trump cards, he still had virtually no chance of obtaining the "Dreamscape" Heavenly Book.

Outside, the ritual was still continuing. Whether it was the eleven Immortal-grade bosses or the ordinary residents