The Great Dream God

Along the way, Qingfeng endured the excruciating pain in his body that felt like being bitten by millions of poisonous insects. Every step he took was like struggling forward in the flames of hell. His clothes had long been soaked in blood and stuck to his body. Every slight movement brought piercing pain, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes. He had only one firm belief in his heart, and that was revenge. This belief was like a blazing fire, jumping in his eyes, as if it wanted to burn the whole world to ashes.

"I will make those who hurt me pay the price!" Qingfeng's cracked lips trembled slightly as he squeezed out these words with difficulty, a low and hoarse roar coming from his throat, as if he was issuing the strongest challenge to the cruel fate.

Finally, after a long and arduous journey, Qingfeng arrived in Kyoto. This prosperous city that had appeared in his dreams countless times now seemed so strange and cold in his eyes. He dragged his exhausted body and walked towards the direction of the palace step by step. Every step seemed to use up all his strength, but his steps did not stop at all.

"Is this Kyoto?" Qing Feng muttered to himself, "Once, I thought this was the place of my dreams, but now I realize that this is just the starting point of my revenge."

His heart was filled with anticipation, but also fear. He didn't know what his future would be like, and he didn't know whether Princess Ziyang would be willing to help him. But he had no way out, so he could only move forward courageously.

When Qingfeng finally arrived at the gate of the palace, he felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. This magnificent palace, towering into the sky, was magnificent and golden, symbolizing power and glory. And he, a seriously injured man, had to seek his own hope here.

He took a deep breath, walked forward slowly, and explained his purpose to the guard.

"I'm Qingfeng. I have an important matter to discuss with Princess Ziyang. Please inform her." Although Qingfeng's voice was weak, it revealed a firm strength.

The guards looked at his disheveled appearance with disdain and suspicion in their eyes.

"You still want to see the princess in this state?" a guard laughed.

"I really have an urgent matter, it's about life and death, please be flexible." Qingfeng said sincerely.

"Humph, who knows if you are a liar or not, hurry up and go away and don't get in the way here!" Another guard waved his hand impatiently.

But Qingfeng didn't care about their gazes. His eyes were firmly fixed on the gate of the palace, as if that was where his hope lay.

"I won't give up. I must see the princess!" Qingfeng swore secretly in his heart.

After a while of waiting, Qingfeng was finally summoned by Princess Ziyang. He walked into the palace with trepidation and saw Princess Ziyang sitting on the throne. Princess Ziyang's eyes revealed a hint of majesty and indifference. She looked at Qingfeng and asked slowly, "Are you Qingfeng? What are you doing here?"

Qing Feng knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Princess, I am Qing Feng, and I came here to seek your help. I was framed and seriously injured. I hope you can lend a hand and transform me into a powerful cyborg so that I can have the ability to avenge myself."

Princess Ziyang frowned slightly after hearing his words and said, "Creating a human? This is not an easy task. Do you know the risks involved?"

Qing Feng said firmly: "Princess, I have no way out. I am willing to take all risks. As long as I can get revenge, I am willing to do anything."

Princess Ziyang looked at his determined eyes and was touched. She pondered for a moment and finally said, "Okay, I can help you. But you have to remember that from now on, you are mine and you have to work for me."

Qing Feng was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly said, "Thank you, my lady. I, Qing Feng, am willing to go through fire and water for you, no matter what it takes."

From that day on, Qingfeng began his transformation journey. This process was full of pain and suffering, but he never gave up.

But that was a matter for the future. Right now, under the wall of Wolong City, Qingyue's body, which was as majestic as a mountain, was ruthlessly chopped off and his limbs were separated. The tragic scene was horrifying.

"Ah!" Qingyue roared silently, "Shangguan Ying, I will never forgive you!"

However, his tenacious vitality, which was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, was like a cluster of blazing flames that would never go out, miraculously supporting his life fire that had not yet been extinguished in this desperate situation. He was like a deeply injured lone wolf, dragging his broken body, quietly hiding in that deep and dark corner.

"I must survive. I want to see Shangguan Ying get the retribution he deserves with my own eyes!" Qingyue swore secretly.

Those sharp eyes, like cold stars in the dark night, closely watched Shangguan Ying's every move.

"Shangguan Ying, your doomsday is coming!" Qingyue said gritting his teeth.

Shangguan Ying yelled at the top of his lungs, repeatedly declaring that he wanted to avenge Qingfeng. In order to achieve this goal, he had already fallen into a state of madness that was almost insane.

"Qingfeng, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!" Shangguan Ying shouted frantically.

He actually resorted to all means and mercilessly abducted Qingyue's mother to the city wall. He looked like a devil showing off his sinful trophy.

"Shangguan Ying, you devil, let my mother go!" Qingyue's heart was filled with anger and despair, and he kept muttering to himself.

Qingyue's mother's eyes were filled with endless fear and despair, which were a helpless cry against the cruel fate and a deep concern for her loved ones.

"Please, let me go, I'm willing to do anything!" Qingyue's mother begged with tears in her eyes.

She cried bitterly, her voice was as heartbreaking as the cuckoo's cry of blood, and she begged Shangguan Ying to let her, an innocent person, go. However, Shangguan Ying's heart was as hard as a cold stone, and he was not touched by the miserable scene at all, and he had no intention of softening his heart. He only had the twisted obsession of revenge in his heart.

"Hmph, you are all going to die. This is your end!" Shangguan Ying laughed cruelly.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of soldiers, and in Shangguan Ying's smug and arrogant gaze, he cruelly swung the cold and sharp blade in his hand. The blade was like the scythe of the god of death, mercilessly beheading Qingyue's mother.

"No!" Qingyue let out a desperate roar, his eyes were filled with bloodshot and tears flowed uncontrollably.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze and the whole world fell into deathly silence.

Qingyue heard his mother's heart-wrenching cry for mercy. That voice was like a sharp arrow that pierced his heart and made his soul tremble.

"Mother, I will definitely avenge you!" Qingyue swore secretly, his body shaking constantly with anger and pain.

The pain completely overwhelmed him like a surging tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. It was as if he was in an endless dark abyss, surrounded by icy and bone-chilling despair that almost suffocated him.

But he couldn't speak and could only watch it all silently, because he couldn't reveal his whereabouts. Once exposed, he would most likely be brutally liquidated by Shangguan Ying!

"Shangguan Ying, I will make you pay the price!" Qingyue repeated this sentence over and over again in his heart, his eyes filled with firm determination and endless hatred.