Ice Palace.
On the ground lay a group of people deep in slumber.
Thousands from the Heavenly Dream Divine Race slowly descended from the sky, their faces brimming with undisguisable triumph.
Especially when they arrived in front of Wang Hao, they could no longer restrain themselves and burst into uninhibited laughter.
"What 'Six Paths Sovereign'? In the end, he still fell into our hands."
"You can't say that, the Six Paths Sovereign is indeed very powerful, but a Martial Saint Second-level Six Paths Sovereign, that's just useless."
"Haha, you're right, a Martial Saint Second-level Six Paths Sovereign who encounters us from the Heavenly Dream Divine Race can only kneel."
"With our thousand people working together to cast the Ninefold Dream Realm, this guy couldn't break free at all."
"All of this we owe to Meng Xiong, if he hadn't thought of coming back for a surprise attack, we never could have achieved this final victory."
