The Great Dream God

A tall white jade pillar stands majestically, as if it is the center of the world, full of mysterious and solemn atmosphere. The surface of the white jade pillar is as smooth as a mirror, emitting a faint light, which makes people feel awe. At the top of this white jade pillar, there is a light spot suspended. Although this light spot is small, it attracts everyone's attention.

In this light spot, a stone book shape can be vaguely seen. This book is not an ordinary book, but a sacred object of the Bluebird Tribe, known as the "Holy Testament". The Holy Testament is not only the spiritual pillar of the Bluebird Tribe, but also a witness to their tribe's history.

Qingque gently extended her hand, as if inviting a distinguished guest. Her fingers were slender and elegant, white as jade, and matched the surrounding scenery. Her eyes were focused on the Holy Spirit Old Testament suspended on the white jade column. The book, which exuded a soft glow, was like a dazzling pearl, attracting her attention.

Following Qingque's call, the Holy Spirit Old Testament seemed to sense her desire and began to slowly float towards her hand. Its movement trajectory was like an elegant arc, passing through the air and perfectly docking with Qingque's fingers. When the book fell into her hands, Qingque felt the warmth and power from the book, as if it was a mysterious connection that brought her closer to this ancient wisdom.

Qingque was so excited that she could not express it in words. She stared at the Holy Spirit Old Testament in her hand, as if she saw her own future. This ancient book exuded a mysterious light, which made her feel the call of the Messiah. She firmly believed that her destiny was closely connected with this mysterious soul.

Qingque said softly: "I have felt your call, my Messiah. Your soul is sleeping here, and I feel that your soul seems to guide me to become a new saint. Because you let me touch the Old Testament of the Holy Spirit. As long as I get the Old Testament of the Holy Spirit, I can become a saint!"

Her voice was full of piety and reverence, as if she was talking to a supreme being. Qingque felt her heart was filled with strength, and she knew that she was about to embark on a brand new path, becoming the messenger of the Messiah, inheriting his will and mission.

Meng Jin stood aside and witnessed the scene. His brows knitted deeply, forming an arc of worry. He sighed in a low voice, his tone full of confusion and shock: "This is really... really crazy beyond imagination. Are these people from the Bluebird Clan so fanatical? A tattered book may be worthless to ordinary people, but their eyes are as if they have seen the power to dominate the universe. That kind of obsession and desire almost overflows from their eyes! Their desire for this book, that greed, is so naked that it cannot be covered by anything. It seems that the whole world cannot stop their determination to pursue it."

The reaction of the Bluebird was like a thunderbolt, instantly breaking the calm air. She turned around, her eyes as deep as the night flashing with determination and anger, locking onto Meng Jin's figure, not allowing him any room to dodge. Her fingers quietly clenched under her sleeves, her knuckles turning white, as if she wanted to condense the surging indignation into an invisible force. "You have no right to slander our sacred objects, Meng Jin," she said word by word, her tone full of unquestionable firmness, "The sacred objects of the Bluebird tribe are our souls, our beliefs, and the glory and dignity that we have passed down from generation to generation."

Just as the two were immersed in a deep conversation, a surprising scene suddenly broke the silence. The Holy Spirit Old Testament tightly held in Qingque's hand seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and it lightly broke free from her fingertips and slowly rose up. This ancient contract seemed to have life, and with a mysterious rhythm, it quickly flew towards Mengjin.

Meng Jin stared at the scene with wide eyes, full of confusion. He couldn't understand this sudden change. The Holy Spirit Old Testament was like a meteor, crashing straight towards him. There was no sign, only a crisp "bang" sound, and the two collided in an instant. Then, a dazzling light curtain suddenly appeared, like a huge wave swallowing the beach, mercilessly covering Meng Jin's entire body.

Inside the light curtain, the light was brilliant, illuminating the surrounding darkness. Its power was so strong that it was impossible to look directly at it. Meng Jin's body was looming in the light curtain, as if he was drawn into a strange world.

Qingque witnessed the scene in front of him, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented strange color, as if he was tightly grasped by an indescribable shock. On his cheeks, the subtle expression condensed in an instant, like a silent painting, telling the magnificent waves in his heart. Then, his powerful voice exploded in the air like thunder, and every word contained endless strength and determination: "Absolutely cannot let this happen! How can we tolerate such a thing happening at will!!" His roar echoed around, shaking every inch of the air, showing his firm belief and uncompromising attitude.

Qingque seemed to have seen through the subtle turn of fate, and her intuition was as sharp as the twinkling stars in the night sky. She realized a shocking fact, that is, the Holy Spirit Old Testament, this ancient contract connected with the blood of the Qingniao clan, was incredibly blended with a dream power from the outside world. This means that Mengjin, who is not a member of the Qingniao clan, is about to touch the forbidden source of power - the Holy Spirit Old Testament of the Qingniao clan!

Meng Jin is about to devour the sacred contract of the Bluebird Clan for his own use. This power is so strong that it is enough to shake the world and subvert the norm. Every step he takes steps on the heartstrings of countless people, causing endless shock and panic. If this power falls into his hands, what kind of variables will it bring, no one can predict.

However, how could such a thing be tolerated? How could we sit back and do nothing? This was not only a blasphemy against the Bluebird Clan, but also a threat to the balance of the world.

Without hesitation, Qingque rushed towards the mysterious ball of light in front of her. Her goal was clear, which was to destroy Meng Jin who appeared in the ball of light in one fell swoop. Her resolute eyes showed her firm will. Although Meng Jin was her teammate, she had made up her mind to kill him. Because in the belief of the Qingniao clan, that power, that unique power given by God, can only be mastered by members of their clan. Once it falls into the hands of outsiders, it is a blasphemy against destiny, a challenge to the dignity of the Qingniao clan, and an unforgivable original sin! This decision was not easy, but it left a deep mark in her heart. In order to protect the purity and glory of the clan, she must strike that fatal blow even to the closest people.