The Great Dream God

Then, the castle tower once again burst out with great power, and the magnificent wooden sculpture began to move slowly as if it had life. The wooden sculpture was so huge that every tiny movement seemed heavy and slow, but the power contained in it was so strong that it was irresistible, as if a mysterious power from ancient times was awakening.

The hand of the wooden sculpture slowly raised up, and the gesture was like the divine hand of Tathagata Buddha descending to the mortal world. This hand blocked out the sky and the sun, and the shadow it cast was like a dark night, completely covering the world and plunging it into a deep darkness. The hand was so huge that it was beyond imagination, as if it could really dominate the fate of the entire world, and everything in the world seemed so small and insignificant in front of it.

Along with the roar of the castle tower that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the huge wooden carved hand pressed down fiercely towards Mengjin with an overwhelming force. As the hand moved, the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound. The sound was like the crazy roar of evil spirits in the depths of hell, full of endless fear and despair, which made people shudder. The shrill sound cut through the sky and resounded through the clouds, as if it was going to shatter the entire world.

Under this terrifying pressure, the entire battlefield fell into a dead silence. The soldiers' faces turned pale as paper, and their eyes were filled with fear and despair. They seemed to have seen the end of the world, and the courage and faith in their hearts instantly collapsed in the face of this powerful force.

Meng Jin deeply felt the heavy and suffocating pressure like the collapse of Mount Tai, which was like an endless dark abyss trying to swallow him. However, at this critical moment, his eyes became extremely resolute in an instant, as if the blazing flames that never go out are burning in the deep and distant night sky, and the blazing light is dazzling, blooming with unyielding will and tenacious spirit.

He took a deep breath slowly, and it was as if all the spiritual energy in the world was gathered into his body. In an instant, the strength of his whole body was like a surging and endless tide, constantly flowing into the shining long sword in his hand. The light flashing on the sword was dazzling and brilliant, just like a brilliant and scorching sun, emitting a brilliant brilliance that seemed to be able to penetrate all darkness and illuminate every corner of the world.

The dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire battlefield filled with smoke and chaos. Under the illumination of this light, the people's hearts seemed to be ignited with a blazing fire of hope. The flame was so hot and strong that it allowed them to see the dawn that was about to break at dawn and feel the hope and strength of victory.

Then, he suddenly swung the sword in his hand, the movement was smooth and natural. A beautiful, dazzling sword light was like a dragon emerging from the sea, rising into the sky with an indomitable momentum. The sword light was like a lightning that cut through the darkness, and with the force of thunder, it rushed towards the huge wooden sculpture palm that seemed to cover the sky and the sun. This scene seemed to be the most spectacular scene in the world, which made people marvel and shocked.

Mengjin stood still like a silent mountain, and the air around him seemed to be frozen by magic, and seemed to have stopped flowing, condensing into a heavy silence. The powerful pressure that surged like a tidal wave was like a violent hurricane, and like a surging, boundless tide, sweeping towards him fiercely with an overwhelming momentum, as if to swallow him up completely.

However, not only was there no trace of fear in his eyes, but instead there was a burning cluster of unyielding fighting spirit rising in them. The flame was hot and bright, just like the sacred flame that would never be extinguished, burning brightly in the depths of his eyes, emitting a brilliant and dazzling light.

He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling like a volcano about to erupt, as if he wanted to take in all the endless power in the world and use it for his own benefit. Then, he began to mobilize the seemingly endless power hidden in his body with all his strength. That power was like a long-sleeping ancient dragon, and at this moment, it was about to wake up from its long slumber.

In an instant, all the muscles in his body tensed up, like steel that had been tempered by thousands of hammers and burned by thousands of fires, becoming extremely hard, emitting a terrifying aura that made people tremble with fear. Every muscle contained a shocking force, as if there was a volcano of energy lurking inside it, ready to erupt at any time with terrifying energy that could destroy the world and shake the universe.

He suddenly exerted force, his feet seemed to contain endless power, and he kicked hard. The solid ground seemed unable to withstand this tremendous force, and it trembled, making a dull and heavy echo, as if the earth was shaking in fear under his feet. His body was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and like an arrow that had been shot from a bow, he rushed upwards at an astonishing speed. The speed was so fast that it was beyond imagination, as if it tore the air apart, leaving an illusory and blurred afterimage in the air, like a bright meteor across the sky.

At this extremely critical moment, his fist gathered the force of thunder, like a volcano about to erupt, containing endless power and rage, and smashed hard into the huge wooden palm.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, just like the thunder in the sky, the sound shook the earth and resounded through the clouds. Meng Jin's fist collided violently with the huge wooden palm, and a powerful shock wave of destruction instantly burst out. This force was like a surging tsunami, spreading wildly around with overwhelming force. Wherever the mighty force went, dust flew up like a mad dragon, gravel splashed like raindrops, and the whole world seemed to be shaking violently under the impact of this powerful force, and it seemed that it could collapse at any time.

Suddenly, a shocking and unrivaled force burst out from Meng Jin's body. This force was like a surging tsunami, sweeping over his whole body in an instant. At this moment, his fist was like a peerless divine weapon that opened up the world, flashing with a breathtaking cold light, with a heroic momentum of "who else but me", and with a thunderous force, it fiercely hit the seemingly rock-hard and unbreakable wooden palm. There was only a loud bang, and the wooden palm, in front of this powerful force, was like a fragile sand sculpture, and it collapsed in an instant. Meng Jin's fist was like an indestructible sharp lightning, which forcibly pierced through the broken palm and opened up a path to victory.