The Great Dream God

The light was like a sharp sword, with a cold and ruthless edge, which stung his eyes fiercely. His eyes were instantly shrouded in a hazy light, and his vision became blurred, making it difficult to see the road ahead. And Qingfeng, like a ghost, cleverly hid in these many mirrors. His figure was like a ghost in the dark night, erratic and elusive. He shuttled freely between the mirrors, his figure was illusory and unpredictable, as if he had merged with these countless mirrors, making it difficult for people to detect his existence. He was like a patient hunter, quietly waiting for the best time, ready to launch a fatal raid on Mengjin.

Suddenly, Qingfeng appeared like a ghostly phantom. His figure was as fast as lightning, as swift as a meteor that streaked across the night sky, and he instantly appeared in front of Mengjin. He threw a punch with the force of thunder, as if he could destroy everything. This punch hit Mengjin's shoulder fiercely, with such a mighty force that it was like a landslide, making people feel an irresistible pressure. Mengjin's reaction was also extremely quick, and he immediately raised his hand to block it. However, Qingfeng's power was beyond imagination and so powerful that it was shocking. In the fierce collision with Mengjin, his body instantly shattered into countless tiny fragments. These fragments were like a group of unbridled arrows, shooting at Mengjin at an astonishing speed, with endless power and destructive power, causing him to suffer heavy damage.

Meng Jin's body was hit by the debris, and blood splattered instantly. The blood was like blooming red plum blossoms, and a strong bloody smell filled the air. His face turned pale as paper in an instant, like a canvas without life. However, his eyes still burned with a firm and unyielding flame, which was a symbol of a spirit of never giving up, like a bright lamp that still swayed in the wind. The tenacity and courage revealed in his eyes moved people.

Meng Jin knew that this place was full of dangers and it was not advisable to stay for long. He clenched his teeth, and the muscles of his whole body were tense, as if they were as hard as steel. Every nerve in his body was highly tense, as if he wanted to mobilize all the strength in his body. Suddenly, his body burst into a dazzling light, which was as bright and brilliant as a meteor across the sky, instantly illuminating the entire dark space. He was like a wounded but still brave beast, and he let out a deafening roar. The roar contained endless anger and indomitable spirit, as if it was a struggle against fate and a declaration of war against the enemy. His voice resounded through the sky like thunder, shaking the entire space. He rushed towards the countless mirrors in front of him with indomitable determination and courage.

With a thunderous roar, the mirrors shattered one after another. The sound was like rolling thunder, resounding through the sky and deafening. Countless fragments of lenses splashed like raindrops, and the whole space was shaken by this powerful force. Under the illumination of the light, the fragments of the lenses flashed colorful light, like a gorgeous painting torn in an instant. Meng Jin successfully broke through this predicament and escaped from here. However, he also paid a heavy price for it. He was seriously injured and his body was shaky, as if he might fall down at any time. His clothes were stained with blood and were in tatters, but he still supported his exhausted body with his tenacious will. Although his steps were heavy, they were firm and powerful, leading his soldiers to slowly leave.

Qingfeng looked at Meng Jin leading the soldiers to retreat in a panic, and a smug smile appeared on his face involuntarily. That smile was full of the joy of victory and contempt for the enemy. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, forming a graceful arc, and his eyes revealed the pride and confidence of a winner. His smug look seemed as if he had become the master of this world, controlling the fate of everything. He walked towards Wolong City with light and confident steps. His posture was like strolling in the garden, full of leisurely charm. Every step was accompanied by an elegant rhythm, as if he was not walking, but dancing.

When Qingfeng stepped into Wolong City, people in the city cast admiring glances at him. His figure appeared particularly tall and straight under the sunlight. He exuded an incomparable charm that made people involuntarily fall for him. He enjoyed the feeling of being respected and was filled with pride. His eyes revealed a kind of satisfaction and pride, as if he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

In the city, he met his younger brother Qingyue. Qingyue's eyes were full of jealousy and resentment, and the burning flames seemed to devour Qingfeng. His eyes were like a sharp dagger, stabbing straight at Qingfeng, full of hostility and dissatisfaction. He looked at Qingfeng with resentment and grievance, as if every achievement of Qingfeng was an insult to him. His heart was full of desire for power and status, and he longed to surpass Qingfeng and become the focus of everyone's attention.

Qingfeng, a proud man, never cared about anyone's opinion. In his world, there were only his own goals and pursuits. His self-confidence and pride, like a mountain towering into the clouds, made Qingyue feel extremely depressed and painful. In front of Qingfeng, Qingyue felt as if he was an insignificant existence. His brilliance was completely overshadowed by Qingfeng, which made him feel extremely lost and frustrated. His heart was filled with resentment towards Qingfeng, and he believed that Qingfeng's success was an unfair treatment of him.

Qingyue's face was as gloomy as the sky covered with dark clouds, and the dark aura seemed to swallow him whole. His lips were tightly closed, as if he was suppressing the surging emotions in his heart. His eyes revealed a deep resentment, and that resentment was like a dark force, constantly spreading in his heart and corroding his soul. He looked at Qingfeng and secretly swore in his heart that one day, he would make Qingfeng pay a heavy price for his pride and arrogance. A raging fire burned in his heart, and the fire was like a ferocious beast, roaring in his heart, making him unable to calm down. His heart was full of desire for power and status, and he longed to get rid of Qingfeng's shadow and become a real strong man.

In this world full of intrigues and struggles, the fire burning in Qingyue's heart is getting stronger and stronger. The fire is like a powerful force, pushing him forward. He longs to carve out a place for himself in this world and let everyone look at him with new eyes. He knows that this is a road full of hardships and challenges, but he is not afraid. He believes that as long as he works hard, one day he will be able to realize his dream and become a truly great man.