Yunmeng Heavenly Venerable, Yun Hai, and Yun Kong were instantly stunned.
Li Yun's shout did not seem to be a joke.
A flicker of panic rose in their hearts.
Could the Dream Ancestor truly still exist?
Right here in Great Dream Immortal City?
How was that possible?
Yet, the next moment.
The three of them suddenly felt the entire Great Dream Immortal City trembling.
A terrifying pressure seemed to have abruptly awakened from the depths of ancient Space-Time, completely enveloping Great Dream Immortal City.
An aged figure appeared out of thin air, swiftly becoming clear.
It was an old man holding a wooden staff.
His back was slightly stooped.
Yet his eyes were exceptionally bright.
"D-Dream Ancestor?"
The three Heavenly Venerables could scarcely believe it was real and cried out in unison.
Only Situ Chun trembled with excitement.
Without another word, he leaped out, respectfully dropped to his knees, and bowed in worship, his face full of devotion.
"This junior descendant, Situ Chun, pays respects to the Old Ancestor!"
The Dream Ancestor glanced at Situ Chun, his expression benevolent. "Not bad. I did not send the Dream Bell out of Great Dream Immortal City for nothing. At least there is one descendant who amounts to something. Rise."
"Yes!"
Situ Chun rose, exhilarated beyond measure.
Casting a glance at the three Heavenly Venerables, who had been completely dumbstruck, a hint of smugness showed on his face.
"Old Ancestor, since you are still here, I ask that you reveal yourself and once again take control of Great Dream Immortal City, so that your immortal might may resound through the eternal Void once more."
The corners of the three Heavenly Venerables' mouths twitched.
How could they not understand what Situ Chun meant?
He was clearly saying that everything here was the Dream Ancestor's