After Senior White sent Song Shuhang's heart into the Round Disc, everyone's consciousness came to a complete standstill.
Within the Round Disc World... everything was frozen in place.
Even half of Senior White's body was sprawled atop the Glazed Heart, caught in a state of Time Freeze.
The Round Disc fled into the distance, concealed and protected by the Pseudo-Immortality mist. As long as it did not reveal itself, no one in the Myriad Heavens and Realms could find it.
Song Shuhang's consciousness had likewise fallen into a standstill. Within the Round Disc World, time seemed to have lost all meaning.
No one knew how much time had passed when Song Shuhang, who had originally been "paused," suddenly began to dream.
He dreamed of a blazing-hot desert... but not Senior White's desert. This was a strange desert, scorching like hell itself.
In the dream, he walked barefoot through the desert like an ascetic monk—the sand was so hot that the soles of his feet throbbed with pain.
So the first human who invented shoes was a f*cking genius!
Because the soles of his feet were too hot, Song Shuhang suddenly awoke.
His consciousness "opened" its eyes.
Then, he saw White Dragon Sister beside him.
To be honest, White Dragon Sister was definitely a great beauty among the dragon race.
Just look at those beautiful Dragon Horns. They gleamed brightly, and their shape was exquisite as well—Yu Jiaojiao had once said that, for dragons, whether one was handsome or beautiful depended first and foremost on their Dragon Horns.
Then came their physique.
White Dragon Sister's body was slender, with perfect proportions... extremely suitable for use as a scarf.
He wondered what White Dragon Sister would look like after transforming into human form.
Song Shuhang's consciousness turned around and looked