Qi Xia bent down again and picked up the fourth chair leg.

“No matter what happens to Qinglong in the end, my only target is Heavenly-Dragon. Once that team with extremely strong fortune completes their objective, Chu Tianqiu and I will enter Heavenly-Dragon’s dream through a shortcut and cause his mental state to completely collapse.”

As soon as the words fell, Qi Xia raised this last chair leg high and smashed it to pieces against his own knee. He instantly fell to his knees, and Baiyang also staggered back a step.

“This is good…” Qi Xia knelt on the ground and murmured, “As long as we push forward step by step like this… in the end we’ll be able to…”

“What kind of absurd plan is this…?” Baiyang leaned against the wall, revealing an extremely complicated expression. “Perhaps I’ve overestimated you…”

Hearing this, Qi Xia’s fingers paused slightly, and the broken chair leg in his hand fell powerlessly to the ground.

“What is it?” He looked toward Baiyang as blood began to seep from the wounds all over his body.

“I entrusted all the strategies I had laid out to you… and this is the answer you give me?” Baiyang’s voice trembled slightly. “All these answers can be called the most absurd joke I’ve heard in the ‘Land of the End’…”

Qi Xia sensed that Baiyang’s state was different from before—all his rationality was suppressing his rage.

“Are you dissatisfied with this answer?” Qi Xia asked.

“Are you satisfied?!” Baiyang stepped forward and reached out to grab Qi Xia’s collar, but only grasped at empty air. “Tell me this is your plan?! Disturbing Heavenly-Dragon’s mental state, interrupting his ‘Separation,’ and then having the ‘Train’ lead the few survivors to other spaces… this is your plan?!”

Qi Xia looked coldly at Baiyang, then said with a heavy expression: “Yes.”

“You…” Baiyang widened his gray-white pupils, his face full of anger as he said, “I’ve worried countless times that your intelligence would be subpar, but I never imagined it would be this bad… You’ve experienced ‘Failure,’ you’ve experienced ‘Eternity,’ and now you come up with this kind of plan to oppose Heavenly-Dragon… You’ve truly lost your mind… He’ll dismantle your plan in an instant, and all our arrangements could collapse in a single thought…!”

Baiyang looked like he could no longer contain the rage in his heart, yet he still couldn’t touch Qi Xia.

“But do you have a better strategy?” Qi Xia asked.

“You were just talking about how pathetic I looked, but look at yourself now—what do you look like?” Qi Xia frowned as he countered, “Even if we don’t proceed with this plan, what decision would you make?”

“At least I wouldn’t use the same plan as you… After all, this plan once…” Baiyang gritted his teeth. “Qi Xia, you’ve truly disappointed me…”

Hearing these words, Qi Xia’s expression also changed, then he said in a deep voice, “I’m the one commanding this battle now. Even if I lose… what does it have to do with you?”

Baiyang widened his eyes and fell silent for a long time. The sense of powerlessness in his eyes almost tore through that cold bestial face.

“You’re just an illusory vision I’ve conjured up…” Qi Xia said coldly. “I can’t possibly believe you truly exist, so you’ll never be able to resurrect. You’re already dead, and the outcome of this battle won’t affect you at all, so why are you so agitated?”

“I’m feeling indignant on behalf of everyone in the ‘Land of the End.'” Hearing Qi Xia’s words, Baiyang’s expression gradually grew cold. “At the final moment… they actually entrusted their lives to an incompetent waste like you…”

“Heh…” Qi Xia slowly opened his mouth, revealing an extraordinarily eerie smile. “They entrusted their lives to me, so I must lead everyone to success? The moment everyone put their lives on the gambling table, they should have known victory and defeat each hold half the odds. Whichever outcome it is, they can only accept it.”

After hearing this, Baiyang’s expression gradually disappeared, as if his heart had died. He slowly stepped back and sighed: “I understand now… You’re not incompetent, but rather too old. Your dulled brain is making wrong decisions, leading everyone… including me, toward destruction, yet your arrogance prevents you from realizing the severity of the problem.”

“Heh…” Blood from Qi Xia’s forehead seeped into his eyes again. He reached up to cover his forehead, his gaze piercing through the gaps between his fingers. “Don’t be ridiculous… Am I being lectured by an illusion?”

Baiyang slowly stood up and looked at Qi Xia meaningfully.

That gaze was filled with disappointment and despair.

“I bet on the wrong person.” Baiyang said. “I should have recognized long ago that you’re a waste, but I kept holding onto false hope. I thought you would employ a strategy that would make my eyes light up.”

“I’ll say it again.” Qi Xia’s eyes also began to show disappointment. “Since you have no way to interfere with the bigger picture, don’t point fingers at my current strategy.”

Hearing this, Baiyang nodded, and his figure began to fade.

“Qi Xia.” Baiyang’s voice was very small, as if talking to himself. “Run.”

“Run…” Qi Xia lowered his head, his entire body trembling slightly from all his wounds. “Run to where?”

“Find a way to save your life.” Baiyang’s voice gradually became ethereal, as if about to disappear at any moment. “I forgive all your recklessness this time, but if you truly weren’t prepared, you shouldn’t have set up such a large chessboard.”

“Don’t be ridiculous… Baiyang… We can’t even escape.”

Baiyang sighed, as if giving his final advice: “If you go into Heavenly-Dragon’s dream now, you’ll certainly die. Once you and Chu Tianqiu die, Heavenly-Dragon will instantly reverse the entire situation, and everyone’s efforts this night will go up in flames. If you don’t want to live, you should at least let Chu Tianqiu live and give him the opportunity for the next rebellion.”

After listening, Qi Xia continued to lower his head and murmur to himself: “Even you think this plan is unfeasible…”

Baiyang looked down at his own legs, which had already begun to gradually disappear, then said in a deep voice: “Do you think it’s feasible? This time’s plan is exactly the same as the plan when you failed last time.”

“Last time…” Qi Xia lowered his head, revealing a confused expression.

“Ha… Haha…” Baiyang laughed bitterly a few times. “So that’s how it is… Excessive aging has prevented you from recovering all your memories… Qi Xia, you’ve become senile. You only remember that you spent an eternity, but you don’t know what caused you to fall into ‘Eternity’ in the first place…”

Before Qi Xia could answer, Baiyang’s voice gradually faded. He looked down at his own palm: “It seems you no longer need this illusion of mine either… Do as you see fit, Qi Xia. We can’t go through ‘Eternity’ one more time.”

The next second, Baiyang’s phantom completely vanished, and the room became quiet again.

Qi Xia was silent for a few seconds, then slowly revealed a smile:

“I was still worried this plan wouldn’t fail… Now even you think this plan will fail…”