The Great Dream God

Princess Ziyang looked down at Qingyun with contempt, her eyes full of indifference and contempt, as if she was looking at an insignificant ant. "Just you? You don't know your own limits!" Her voice was like a thousand-year-old ice, cold and ruthless, and it passed through Qingyun's heart like a biting cold wind, making him feel a chill deep into his bones.

Qingyun's eyes were wide open, and his chest was burning with endless anger. He looked up to the sky and roared: "Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!" His voice was like thunder, resounding through the sky, shaking the whole world. After that, he exerted all his strength to perform the Five Elements and Eight Directions. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds surged, as if the end of the world was about to come. When the formation was unfolded, six or seven huge stone statues rose from the ground and stood upright. These stone statues were shining with glittering golden light, dazzling, like gods descending to earth. The light was extremely brilliant, illuminating the originally dark world and dispelling all the haze. Qingyun shouted at the top of his lungs: "Go, avenge my people!" The stone statues carried endless power and anger, and rushed towards Princess Ziyang like wild horses. Their footsteps were heavy and powerful, and every step they took made the earth tremble violently, as if groaning in pain. Their figures are tall and majestic, like invincible gods, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Because this was an unexpected sneak attack, the stone statue successfully hit Princess Ziyang. Princess Ziyang staggered, and her face instantly became extremely ugly, like a dark cloud. "Damn you!" She shouted angrily, her voice filled with endless anger and unwillingness, as if she wanted to burn the whole world to ashes.

However, the strength of Princess Ziyang was far beyond everyone's imagination. She slowly stood up again, and suddenly a strong breath emanated from her body. The breath was as violent as a violent wind, and as surging as a surging sea wave, making people feel extremely depressed, as if the entire space was shrouded by this breath, making it impossible to breathe. After hitting her body, the stone statues actually exploded like fragile porcelain, turning into countless pieces of rubble that scattered all over the ground like meteors. The rubble fell like a meteor shower, smashing deep pits on the ground, raising dust all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, making the world a chaos.

Princess Ziyang sneered, her smile full of sarcasm and disdain: "Is this all you can do?" There was deep contempt in her voice, as if in her eyes, Qingyun's attack was nothing more than a trivial farce that could not cause any substantial harm to her.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qingyun felt a surge of despair in his heart. He turned around and wanted to escape, shouting in horror as he ran: "You monster, I am no match for you!" His voice was full of fear and despair. His figure seemed so small and helpless under such powerful pressure, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time.

Princess Ziyang's eyes suddenly lit up with a deep purple light. This light was like a mysterious cage, tightly binding Qingyun's body and making him unable to move. The light was mysterious and powerful, as if it contained endless magic power, making it irresistible. Under the cover of this light, Qingyun seemed to have become a lamb to be slaughtered, without any power to resist.

Princess Ziyang walked towards Qingyun step by step, and each step seemed to carry a thousand-pound force, making the earth tremble. Her footsteps were particularly clear in the silent atmosphere, like a countdown to death, and each step was stepping on Qingyun's heart, making his fear grow. She said coldly: "Want to run? It's not that easy!" Her voice was as cold as ice for ten thousand years, making people shudder, as if it could freeze people's souls.

Qingyun looked at Princess Ziyang in horror, his eyes filled with endless fear: "You took everything from me! I will kill you!!!" His voice was trembling, full of despair and anger. His body was shaking constantly under this strong pressure, like a leaf swaying in the wind, which could be torn into pieces at any time.

Princess Ziyang was unmoved. Her eyes were still filled with indifference and ruthlessness, as if nothing in the world could touch her heart. She slowly raised her hand, and a ball of extremely hot fire burned in her palm. The fire was like a ferocious beast, baring its fangs and claws, as if it could turn everything in the world into ashes. The flames jumped, emitting suffocating heat, and the air around them seemed to be ignited and twisted. Princess Ziyang looked at Qingyun and said mercilessly: "This is what you deserve!" After that, she threw the fire in her hand at Qingyun without hesitation. The fire was like a bright meteor, streaking across the dark sky and instantly engulfing Qingyun's body.

In an instant, Qingyun's body was completely engulfed by the raging flames. He let out a shrill scream, which was so harsh and creepy in the silent night. He struggled painfully in the flames, trying to escape this terrible fate, but it was all in vain. The flames burned his body mercilessly, scorching his skin and muscles bit by bit, emitting a pungent burnt smell. His body twisted in the flames, like a horrible painting that made people unable to bear to look directly at it. Under the high temperature, Qingyun's bones fell off piece by piece and fell to the ground, making a dull sound, like the bells of hell, announcing the end of his life.

Princess Ziyang watched all this indifferently, without any mercy or sympathy in her eyes, as if Qingyun's life was as insignificant as an ant in her eyes. It was not until Qingyun's body was completely burned to ashes, without even a trace left, that she slowly withdrew her gaze, as if everything she had just done was just a trivial matter.

However, her troubles did not end there. After killing Qingyun, she faced the Qingque tribe members who rushed towards her like a tide. Their eyes were burning with anger and hatred. The anger was like a volcano about to erupt, hot and violent, and could completely drown Princess Ziyang at any time. A Qingque tribe member shouted in grief and anger: "Revenge for Qingyun! Revenge for our people!" His voice was full of determination and firmness, as if it was a cry from the depths of his soul, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

Their eyes were filled with anger and hatred, as if they could burn everything to ashes. They vowed to fight to the death with Princess Ziyang and seek justice for their dead people. Their figures looked so firm in the moonlight, as unshakable as steel. They seemed like a group of fearless warriors, ready to fight for justice and dignity, even at the cost of their lives.

Princess Ziyang looked at the scene in front of her without any fear in her heart. Her eyes were still full of indifference and disdain, as if these Qingque people were as small as ants in her eyes. She shouted: "Come on, you guys who don't know your own strength!" Her voice was full of confidence and arrogance, and the voice echoed in the night sky, as if announcing her strength to the whole world. Her posture was as tall as a pine tree, exuding an unparalleled momentum, which made people look at her sideways. In her eyes, the anger and hatred of these Qingque people were just a joke, and she firmly believed that she had enough strength to defeat them all.