"Land of Slumber? The Primordial Heavenly Path in slumber..."
As the shadow at the head of the hall finished speaking, many Quasi-Saints inside turned pale.
Of the nearly thirty present, only a few truly understood the destination of this impending journey.
The words from the Primordial Chaos Daluo Realm projection were obscure, leaving many details unsaid, but none were fools here; they'd gathered much from those few uttered words.
There was a simultaneous change of complexion, with several showing reluctance, seemingly wanting to back down.
"Lord Emperor Pan, I calculated the days, and my cave mansion's Demon Bull is about to give birth any moment now,"
"Such an important event; if I'm not there, I won't be at ease."
"I must rush back now. Going to the Land of Slumber, whether I'm there or not, it won't make much difference, I won't join the chaos!"
"Respected elders, please forgive me..."
