Qi Xia looked up to see that sand had condensed into stone, already forming a series of small mountains above the entire street.

Qi Xia knew what Heavenly-Dragon said was not false. If he exerted his full strength, not to mention in the dreamscape—even in the “Land of the End,” it would be impossible for anyone to survive.

Besides “Original Object,” he simultaneously possessed “Disintegrate” and “Ingenious Object.” As long as he was given enough time, he could even transform all the sand in the sky into weapons.

This was a bizarre spectacle that humans could absolutely never witness.

Even in the “Land of the End” where everyone could wield a small portion of “immortal techniques,” it was hard to imagine a series of small mountains gathering in the sky.

The good news was that the current Heavenly-Dragon should still be holding back. He couldn’t choose to stake everything in Qi Xia’s dreamscape.

Last time when Heavenly-Dragon entered here and disintegrated the entire city, Qinglong said he had already injured his vital energy. If the current Heavenly-Dragon fought again with his life on the line, the time until his awakening would be extended once more.

But this terrifying scene… what method could possibly counter it?

If several small mountains crashed down in the city, no matter how much vital energy Heavenly-Dragon injured, Qi Xia’s inner world would suffer greatly.

Last time, a single crack had already left him unconscious for a day. If the entire street were destroyed…

“Could it be… that I didn’t anticipate this kind of scene?”

Qi Xia closed his eyes once again. The memories in his brain spun rapidly, but he always felt his memories were beginning to stretch horizontally as many bizarre scenes began flooding into his mind.

To find a countermeasure for this move of Heavenly-Dragon’s within such a vast quantity of memories…

It was like finding a precise pine needle in a pine forest.

But this was not difficult for Qi Xia.

He opened his eyes and said softly: “I’ve already said it… this is not a city, but another battlefield besides the ‘Land of the End.'”

Qi Xia walked to the window and opened it. In the next second, pale yellow bones began to spread along the windowsill.

The bones, carrying flesh and blood, formed a suspended staircase. Qi Xia stepped onto it and walked step by step closer to Heavenly-Dragon, as if he had already abandoned the entire street.

Seeing Qi Xia stepping on the adhesive flesh-and-blood stairs in midair to rise to his side, the only mouth on Heavenly-Dragon’s face curved upward: “Look at the path beneath your feet and the sky above your head… where was I wrong to call you an evil god?”

After speaking, he floated forward a few meters and asked again: “Look again at the place where you live and those horrifying pupils of yours… where am I wrong to call you an evil god?”

“Ha…” Qi Xia also laughed. “Heavenly-Dragon, have you forgotten… you don’t even have a face before me, yet you call me an evil god?”

“Oh…?” After hearing this, Heavenly-Dragon paused slightly and reached out to touch his own flat face. “Previously you only called me an ‘ugly monster,’ but never imagined that I don’t even deserve to have a face.”

“You’re not the only one here without a face.” Qi Xia continued. “You treat mortals as ants, yet you don’t know that here, you’re also just one member of the vast swarm of insects.”

“Interesting.” Heavenly-Dragon said. “You’re saying I’m no different from those motionless people below?”

“There’s still a difference.” Qi Xia replied with a smile. “You have one more thing than them—a mouth that can speak well.”

“If that’s the case, Baiyang.” Heavenly-Dragon waved both hands. “Let me show you whether the difference between me and those mortals is as simple as ‘having one more mouth.'”

As soon as the words fell, Heavenly-Dragon’s hands swung down forcefully.

The mountain range in the sky instantly began to rain down large amounts of sand and earth. A tremendous sense of oppression came from above, as if even the air was rapidly fleeing this space.

“Heavenly-Dragon… you cannot destroy this place.” Qi Xia said through gritted teeth. “Because I have never been alone.”

Qi Xia’s hands suddenly shook, then lifted high, as if intending to use his mortal body to block the massive mountain peak. Fine beads of sweat also began to seep from his forehead at this moment.

In the next second, a situation occurred that Heavenly-Dragon could never have anticipated.

The entire city began to shake violently. Then the figure of each person on the street swayed, before suddenly ascending into the air.

Upon closer inspection, beneath each person was actually a slender white bone lifting them up. Their flesh was like a flower, growing on the stem of white bone.

At first, it was merely ten people, a hundred people soaring into the air. Soon there were thousands, ten thousands.

All the faceless people in the entire city seemed to suddenly ascend at this moment. They too raised their hands and soared toward the massive mountain range.

The massive mountain range rapidly plummeted. Many of the faceless people who reached the mountain range first were immediately shattered into fragments. Only the white bones beneath their feet could shake the massive mountain range for an instant before the white bones also broke and fell from high altitude along with their shattered corpses.

Although the scene was already so terrifying, the remaining faceless people showed absolutely no sign of stopping. They continued to collide with it one after another, pulled by the white bones.

The falling speed of the mountain range actually began to slow for a brief moment.

Until the first faceless person reached the mountain range without being shattered. Instead, they raised their hands and firmly held it up.

Immediately after, more and more faceless people safely ascended to the bottom of the mountain range, then all raised their hands.

Then came thousands, ten thousands of people.

They showed not the slightest hesitation, using all their strength to shake a stone mountain about to fall.

Countless massive white bones stood in the city, decorating this place into a forest of white bones.

“Heavenly-Dragon… do you see it?” Qi Xia said, looking at the fine fragments of stone scattered throughout the sky. “As long as all the people here stand up fearlessly to resist, even a ‘god’ can be resisted.”

Heavenly-Dragon’s face quietly faced the stone mountain in the sky that was gradually stopping, and slowly said: “Are you trying to use this scene… to tell me the outcome of ‘Taoyuan’?”

“This is the destined outcome. If all the people here had been united from day one, you—this true evil god—would have long been dragged down from your divine throne.”

“You once led the masses to stand before me seventy years ago.” Heavenly-Dragon said. “But didn’t you still fail? Baiyang… I knew long ago that you couldn’t possibly succeed, which is why I didn’t even deliberately remember your name. Could it be that after seventy years, you’re preparing to try again?”

“You’re wrong.” Qi Xia answered. “Heavenly-Dragon… I didn’t fail.”

“Didn’t fail…? Ha!” Heavenly-Dragon laughed loudly. “You fell before me time and time again, yet you still say ‘didn’t fail.'”

“You think I was defeated, but the actual situation is that I discovered at that time I ‘couldn’t win,’ so I voluntarily gave up.” Qi Xia said.

Qi Xia’s words made Heavenly-Dragon silent for a few seconds before he asked: “Which means… you think now you ‘can win’?”

“That’s right.” Qi Xia’s eyes were incredibly resolute as he stared coldly at Heavenly-Dragon.