“Oh…” Qi Xia nodded. “So what do you want to do?”
“You should know that the injuries caused by ‘Dreamwalking’ directly affect the real body,” Tianlong replied. “Even though you’ve obtained ‘Eternal Rebirth,’ your body is still mortal. Killing you would take me just an instant.”
“Would you really kill me?” Qi Xia didn’t believe Tianlong for a second. “If you do, the ‘new world’ you desire will become nothing but an empty city. Even if it’s filled with towering buildings, vast forests, and all the mountains, rivers, and lakes of the real world, you’ll never see a single living soul. That’s why you’ve been trying to manipulate me all along.”
“It doesn’t matter, White Ram,” Tianlong said. “There’s always a way. I’ve waited decades for ‘Eternal Rebirth,’ and I can wait decades more for ‘Life Abundant.’ But I don’t need unstable elements. Your desire to kill me runs deep. Since you refuse to cooperate, I have no choice but to put you to sleep permanently.”
“Ha…” Qi Xia slowly grinned and walked over to the dining table in the room.
The table had now transformed into a massive square of pulsating flesh, yet a glass of water still stood undisturbed on its surface.
“Tianlong… why don’t you drink the water?” Qi Xia asked.
Tianlong silently turned his featureless face toward Qi Xia, hesitating to speak.
“The water in my dream… it’s hard for you to move, isn’t it?” Qi Xia chuckled. “Even with divine power, it’d take some effort for you to drink that glass.”
“So what?”
“And once you take a sip, that water will generate immense gravitational force inside you. For an ordinary person entering my dream, a single drop of unmovable water would pierce straight through their body. But your enhanced body? It’ll only torment you with unbearable pain—it won’t kill you outright.”
“You know all this,” Tianlong said. “Yet you still pretend to pour me a glass. Why bother with such pointless theatrics?”
“It’s not pointless,” Qi Xia replied. “Tianlong, this glass is here to make you reconsider.”
“Oh?”
“If you can’t even drink the water in my dream, you certainly can’t take my life,” Qi Xia said. “So leave. Don’t waste your time.”
Tianlong took a slow step forward, and a mouth abruptly formed on his blank face.
“White Ram…” The lips parted slightly. “You might’ve mistaken me for an ordinary man.”
In the next instant, Tianlong flicked his wrist, and the glass on the table shattered into pieces, its contents spilling across the fleshy surface.
**Thud!**
On the screen in the plaza below, the words “Disintegration” became clearly visible.
“Normally, when you can wound someone with a blade, they can wound you too,” Tianlong continued. “Now, your inner world has no untouched ground left—it’s nearly indistinguishable from the Land of Chaos. That means I don’t need to exert much effort to damage it. Earlier, cracking the glass required 30% of my strength. But now?”
“Yet I haven’t turned into flesh,” Qi Xia countered. “Even if you can destroy objects freely, how do you plan to harm me?”
“A mortal body is still a mortal body.”
Tianlong scoffed, then clenched his fist. Instantly, a massive stone spike materialized from the ceiling above Qi Xia.
It plummeted downward at point-blank range.
Tianlong expected Qi Xia’s death, but with a mere thought, Qi Xia triggered the flesh of the ceiling to surge into countless writhing arms. They coiled around the spike and crushed it into rubble.
**Thud!!!**
“Eternal Rebirth” fully manifested.
As shattered stone rained down, Qi Xia burst into manic laughter.
“Tianlong… haven’t you realized? Only in this space are we equals,” Qi Xia said. “You can’t easily move my dream-body, and I can’t easily break your divine form. That’s how it should be.”
“You…” Tianlong’s voice grew icy as he realized Qi Xia spoke the truth.
Here, neither could easily harm the other’s body—as if both had ascended to immortality.
Strangely, both could freely conjure objects: Tianlong’s creations were solid matter, while Qi Xia’s were living flesh.
In this light, Tianlong felt more like a mortal wielding “divine arts,” challenging this realm’s true god.
“What an absurd power, White Ram.”
Tianlong smirked, then levitated off the ground and shot toward Qi Xia at blinding speed.
Qi Xia leaped back as jagged bone spikes erupted from the floor, lancing toward Tianlong’s trajectory.
Not daring to underestimate this realm’s “native constructs,” Tianlong weaved through the sudden onslaught while Qi Xia retreated warily.
Though their strength was balanced here, Tianlong was still Tianlong—his mastery over his abilities was peerless. In this battle of wills, even a flicker of doubt or hesitation could trap him in this dream forever.
Tianlong darted through the air, dodging a bone spike before kicking off the wall like a hawk twisting mid-flight. He launched himself at Qi Xia.
In the split second before impact, Tianlong raised his empty right hand, clenched it into a fist, and swung downward.
Qi Xia’s expression hardened. He mirrored the motion, grabbing a fistful of air and blocking upward.
**Thud!**
The sound of steel biting flesh exploded between them, sending shockwaves through the surrounding air.
When the moment froze, Tianlong held a crude iron blade, while Qi Xia gripped a grotesque sword of bone and flesh.
The living weapon had a twisted face—eyes on the hilt, teeth lining the blade—its features contorted in pain as its spine clashed against Tianlong’s sword, blood spraying.
“What a terrifying way to fight, White Ram…” Tianlong’s lone mouth stretched into a grin. “Look at yourself now. Why do you think becoming a ‘god’ would make you nobler than me?”
Qi Xia knew this was Tianlong’s ploy to shake his resolve. Without a word, he flicked his wrist, and the surrounding flesh surged toward Tianlong once more.
Tianlong unleashed a shockwave from his palm, hurling both of them backward. The grasping tendrils missed their mark.
“I’m genuinely curious,” Tianlong said, letting his iron blade disintegrate. “This situation has grown… unnerving.”
“How so?” Qi Xia asked.
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