“In your dream, I used a soybean to summon you to my side and place you under my command, is that it?” Lu Yun asked carefully when he saw the golden-armored man. He could clearly identify the man’s cultivation and strength—divine king!

Amid the hundred million celestial soldiers, their weakest was at the divine king realm. The man in front of him was already peak divine king realm and one step away from entering the empyrean realm.

“Correct!” The golden-armored man nodded heavily. “I am a divine king and stand guard at the center of the cosmos, so I have no need for sleep, nor can I indulge in it. However, I really do dream sometimes.”

While the conversation was going on, Bai Zhaoju looked...