The Great Dream God

The sun was high in the sky, and the blazing light was pouring down, as if it was going to burn the earth dry. Zhang Tianlong, who was riding on the tall and mighty horse, couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing this. The laughter was as loud as a bell, stirring up layers of ripples in the air. He shook his head slightly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and said loudly: "Me? Do I still need you to teach me what is benevolence and what is a wise man? You little girl, still in your infancy, dare to teach me here with such brazen words, isn't it hilarious?"

Qingyun frowned upon hearing this, and a flame of anger ignited in her star-like eyes. She opened her red lips and responded sharply: "If a senior says such unbearable words to a junior, it only shows that this senior has no elder's demeanor and is disrespectful to the elderly! What do you think, Lord Protector of the Country!" Her voice was crisp and firm, echoing in the empty wilderness, like a gust of cold wind, blowing through everyone's heart.

At this time, the elders in the Senate were so angry when they heard this. One of the frail elders, although in the carriage, still struggled to open the curtain. His wrinkled face was full of anger and dissatisfaction. He rebuked Zhang Tianlong who was riding on the horse: "Respect has been a natural law since ancient times. The so-called respecting the old and loving the young is the unchanging truth in this world!" Although his voice was a little weak, it contained a firm strength.

Zhang Tianlong stared at the old man in front of him coldly like an iceberg. His eyes seemed to contain an endless winter, revealing a chilling chill. His eyes were like sharp ice blades, piercing straight at the old man, as if to freeze his soul.

His voice was like a cold wind whistling out from the depths of an ice cave, icy and biting, and every word seemed to carry the chill of frost: "Do I need to make it clear to you? I don't think you deserve my respect at all!" These words were like a sledgehammer, hitting the air hard, echoing with a cold sound.

"You know, respecting a person does not depend on his status, but on what he does." Zhang Tianlong said slowly, his tone was steady and firm, but it contained an irresistible power. "Status is nothing but a superficial appearance of worldly vanity, like a passing cloud, fleeting. What can really win respect is a person's character and behavior." His words were poetic and picturesque, but also sharp as a sword.

"If a person's actions are disgusting and he has no moral bottom line, then even if he lives as long as a thousand-year-old turtle or survives in the world like a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise, he should be spurned by the world and crushed by the wheel of history!" Zhang Tianlong's voice became more and more passionate, as if he was declaring his beliefs to the whole world. "Such people are like rotten mud, tainting the beauty of the world; like dark shadows, obscuring the light. Their existence is a blasphemy against human nature and a trampling on morality."

His words were like a magnificent piece of music, playing an intense melody in the air.

Zhang Tianlong's words were like a bombshell, causing a huge uproar in everyone's hearts. After hearing this, the elders were furious. For a moment, the atmosphere on the scene became extremely tense, as if a fierce conflict could break out at any time. Some people began to get restless, and the scene seemed a bit chaotic.

Qingyun, who was standing aside, watched the chaotic scene with cold eyes, his mouth slightly raised, outlining a cold smile, that smile was like frost in the cold winter, which made people shudder. His burned face, under the reflection of the bright sunlight, looked particularly shocking, but also strangely exuded a creepy aura. He slowly opened his lips and said in a cold tone: "As a human being, you must not be too arrogant, Zhang Tianlong! You tortured me to this extent and burned me into a useless state. Do you think I will give up easily? You must not forget that in this treacherous world, cause and effect, retribution, is an eternal truth. No matter how long you have been in this bloody world, all the sins you have committed must be repaid in full! Everything you do will be subject to a corresponding painful price!" His voice was filled with deep resentment and raging anger, as if it was a roar from hell, wanting to devour Zhang Tianlong completely without leaving any room for him.

Zhang Tianlong remained calm after hearing this. There was no fear or retreat on his stern face. He looked at Qingyun coldly, his eyes revealing a firm belief, as if he was declaring his fearlessness to her. He said slowly: "I'm waiting for you to come to me to collect the debt! I've been waiting here! I want to see if you so-called avengers have the courage to face me!" His voice was low and powerful, echoing in the empty wilderness for a long time.

The sun was still shining brightly on the earth, and the air was filled with tension and depression. The confrontation between Zhang Tianlong and Qingyun, as well as the anger of the elders in the Senate, made the originally peaceful field turbulent. Under this seemingly calm surface, a fierce storm seemed to be brewing quietly, which could break out at any time, dragging everything into it and setting off a storm.

At this moment, Zhang Tianlong was like an unshakable god of war, riding on the tall horse, majestic and awe-inspiring. His posture was upright, exuding an unparalleled majesty and domineering. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if they could penetrate all the fog and see the essence of things. His black cloak fluttered in the wind like a flag, showing his unyielding and pride.

Qingyun, though seriously injured, still exudes an air of tenacity. Her eyes are filled with hatred and anger towards Zhang Tianlong, an emotion that goes deep into her bones and cannot be easily erased. Her clothes flutter in the wind, slightly messy, but adding a different kind of beauty. Her frail body seems to contain endless power, which may burst out at any time and give Zhang Tianlong a fatal blow.

The elders in the Senate all had gloomy faces, and their eyes revealed their dissatisfaction and anger towards Zhang Tianlong. Their gray beards trembled slightly in the wind, as if telling of their inner anger and helplessness. They sat in the carriage, their bodies were weak, but their spirits were still firm.