"What's going on?"
Meng Chao and the Ancient Dream Saintess sensed that the dream world trembling at the same time.
It was like the real world outside had undergone a drastic change. It caused a severe shock to both of their brains, causing the dream world to become illusory and fragmented.
Originally, the sky of the dream world was covered by a colorful haze, giving off an endless sense of transparency.
But now, the mist was gradually freezing, like a contaminated ice shell.
Then, the ice shell cracked with cracking sounds.
"What the hell are you doing?"
The ancient Dream Saintess condensed the White Bone Spike battlesuit again and yelled at Meng Chao in shock and anger, "What did you do to My Dream?"
"I didn't do it."
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes, his face extremely solemn. "If I had such an ability, I wouldn't have wasted so much saliva just now to convince you, Ancient Dream Saintess!"
