The Blood Ancestor’s face laughed quite loudly, but Su Chen didn’t let any emotion show on his face. “It shouldn’t be surprising to you that I don’t know all of the details about what took place tens of thousands of years ago. However, I do know the important facts, like how they will destroy the Barrier in ten years time and return. That will be a calamity for both of us. Am I right?”

The Blood Ancestor’s expression froze. “Ten years? Where did you get that number?”

“The Lord of the Dreamrealm told me.”

“The Lord of the Dreamrealm?” The Blood Ancestor seemed confused, as if it had never heard of that title before.

Su Chen could only describe him further. “He is capable of creating a realm of dreams that connects the consciousnesses of various living creatures.”

“Oh, the Dream God. Hmph, I can’t believe that that old dog hasn’t died yet from the constant torment he must be suffering in the Deep Freeze Prison,” the Blood Ancestor said with a derisive snort.

Deep Freeze Prison?

What was that?

Su Chen was confused, but he could only go on to say, “Not only is he not dead, but he seems to be quite active and energetic. Right now, every being on the Primordial Continent with some degree of strength can enter the network that he has created and communicate with...