The Great Dream God

The sun shines on the quiet village entrance like a golden ribbon, dyeing every inch of land with warm colors. Here, time seems to be frozen, and in the silence, only the gentle hum of the breeze and the gurgling of the river in the distance can be heard.

Meng Jin stood at the entrance of the village, staring at the eldest prince in front of him with a sharp gaze. His eyes were deep, as if they contained endless secrets and power. He gently stroked the ring in his hand, which shone with a mysterious light in the sun, as if it contained some powerful power.

Suddenly, a stream of spiritual energy surged out of the ring, circling around Meng Jin like a giant dragon awakening. Then, a stream of black air suddenly gushed out, like the night falling, shrouding everything around in darkness.

In the darkness, a dark shadow slowly emerged, floating behind Meng Jin, following him closely like his shadow. The shadow exuded a frightening aura, as if it represented some kind of evil and powerful force.

The eldest prince looked at the dark shadow behind Meng Jin and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The spiritual energy surged, as if gushing out from deep underground, instantly breaking the tranquility.

The villagers stared with horror, only to see a black figure suddenly leap out of the darkness, its bloody mouth opened wide, revealing sharp fangs. It exuded a powerful aura, like an angry beast, and people dared not look directly at it.

"What is this?" The villagers discussed in fear, their hearts beat faster and their bodies trembled involuntarily. They had never seen such a terrifying creature before, and its appearance made them feel extremely terrified and desperate.

Tentacles were released from the mouth of the black figure one after another. They twisted and stretched in the air, as if they had their own life. These tentacles danced wildly in the air like living things, and then rushed towards the great prince in front of him.

A trace of fear flashed across the eyes of the eldest prince. He had never seen such a terrible attack. He tried to dodge, but the tentacles seemed to have tracking functions and locked onto him tightly.

Those tentacles were as hard as iron, like dancing whips, lashing at the eldest prince fiercely. He screamed in pain, his body trembling constantly. His defense was completely broken, and he could only watch those tentacles continue to attack him fiercely.

At the edge of the ancient village, a dark figure stood, like a gloomy painting. From his mouth, tentacles like living creatures continuously ejected, twisting and turning in the air, as agile as venomous snakes, accurately chasing the panicked eldest prince. The eldest prince dodged quickly, but the tentacles were faster, and each swing was like a whip of death, ruthlessly whipping his body.

The tentacles swept in like a storm, and the eldest prince had nowhere to escape. He could only run around in a panic, trying to avoid this fatal attack. However, the tentacles seemed to have wisdom, and they could always find his position accurately at the most unlikely moment. One of the tentacles suddenly attacked, like a giant python hunting, and hit the eldest prince's head hard, knocking him flying, like a kite with a broken string, drawing a sad arc in the air.

The eldest prince rolled in the air, the blood pouring out of his mouth like a blooming red lotus, dyeing the ground beneath him red. His eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness, and his body fell heavily to the ground under the action of gravity, stirring up a cloud of dust. This sudden attack completely broke the tranquility of the entire village, and the air was filled with tension and uneasiness.

Meng Jin's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he locked onto the eldest prince. The eldest prince struggled to get up from the ground with a tenacious will. He looked a little embarrassed, and one hand was stroking his head in panic. On his head, there was a deep wound that was shocking, and blood slowly seeped out of the wound, like a cruel medal on the battlefield, silently telling of his bravery and tenacity.

"The eldest prince..." There was a hint of surprise and worry in Meng Jin's voice.

However, the eldest prince did not show any fear. He raised his head and looked at Meng Jin with his determined eyes, then he gave Meng Jin a stubborn and determined smile.

"Meng Jin, I'm fine." The eldest prince's voice was weak but full of strength. "This injury is nothing to me."

His smile was full of firmness and determination, as if to say that no matter what difficulties and challenges he faced, he would face them fearlessly and persevere.

Meng Jin looked at him, a hint of indifference flashing in his eyes.

It was as if this smile was the sounding of some mysterious horn. The eldest prince was instantly filled with amazing power. His eyes became firm and sharp, and he rushed towards Meng Jin without hesitation.

"Meng Jin, are you ready for my attack?" the eldest prince shouted loudly. His voice was as deep and powerful as thunder, echoing throughout the battlefield.

Meng Jin couldn't help but feel a palpitation as he watched the eldest prince approaching quickly. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from the eldest prince, as if it was an unstoppable force that made him unable to breathe.

"Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Meng Jin took a deep breath, tightly gripped the weapon in his hand, and prepared to deal with the attack from the eldest prince.

The eldest prince's body drew a sharp arc in the air, and the speed was so fast that it was dazzling. Along with the roar of thunder, dazzling lightning flashed around him, like a punishment from heaven, making it impossible to look directly at him.

"Is this your power? It's amazing!" Meng Jin couldn't help but exclaimed. He could feel the powerful deterrent force emanating from this power, which made him feel awed.

The eldest prince did not speak, but continued to rush towards Meng Jin. He knew that his attack had to be swift and accurate, otherwise if he left any chance for Meng Jin, he might be counterattacked by the other party.

Meng Jin's face was extremely solemn, his eyes were firm and unflinching. He knew that this battle would be the most important one in his life, and one he must win. He took a deep breath, mobilized all the strength in his body, and prepared to meet the upcoming challenge.

"Come on, Great Prince!" Meng Jin shouted in a low voice, his voice full of strength and determination. He turned into a dark figure, like a solid shield wall, and faced the Great Prince surrounded by thunder without fear.

The two forces collided violently in the air, and an astonishing amount of energy erupted in an instant. Meng Jin's black figure rebounded like a spring, knocking the eldest prince directly out. The air was filled with lightning and strong winds, and the whole scene was extremely shocking.

"Cough... cough..." The eldest prince fell to the ground, coughing and struggling to stand up. He looked at Meng Jin, his eyes full of surprise and unwillingness.

"You...how can you be so strong?" asked the eldest prince, gasping for breath.

Meng Jin did not answer, he just looked at the eldest prince coldly, waiting for his next attack.