As time slowly passed, the hands of the clock in Bai Xuan's dream quietly pointed to eight o'clock. The clouds in the sky gradually dimmed as well.,And as it appeared, countless golden lights converged from all corners of this world, condensing into strands of heavenly rules, seemingly demonstrating submission.,Bai Xuan frowned, if it was related to the time traveler himself, why hadn't he felt anything for so many years in the past, and it only happened today。