I can find treasures in my dreams.

Venerable Tianchuan did not immediately engage the Eternal Wooden Horse in battle, but instead maintained a very cautious distance, seemingly waiting for a certain outcome.

Soon.

This group of abused centaurs were the first to catch up with the fleeing Quasi-Venerable Tianchuan.

On the surface, the strength of each centaur appears to be far inferior to that of a Quasi-Venerable.

However, the actual battle scene was completely different from what they had imagined.

The centaurs' fighting style is very strange.

Instead of directly confronting the Quasi-Venerable One, they let out a collective howl, and streams of black energy emerged from their bodies, instantly connecting with the Quasi-Venerable One.

The quasi-Venerable's expression changed drastically, and he unleashed several secret techniques in succession, attempting to sever the chains formed by the black energy.

But this was all in vain.

The chains flickered a few times, but remained firmly in place.

Subsequently.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The centaurs brandished their battle axes and actually swung them at themselves.

With each swing of the axe, blood splattered; some centaurs chopped off their own arms, while others severed their own heads.

In short, they were all missing limbs.

When the centaurs slash themselves, the Quasi-Venerable One will let out a painful howl, as if the slash had struck the latter.

With each groan he let out, his movements slowed a little, and the supernatural aura emanating from his body diminished a little.

The Tianchuan man's eyes were filled with intense fear, clearly indicating that he knew his fate was very grim.

It's not hard to see that the centaurs must have used a terrifying secret technique, or rather a curse, similar to "mutual destruction."

When they self-mutilate, their enemies will also be harmed, perfectly embodying the word "masochism" in their name.

The Venerable Akaga of the Heavenly River observed his subordinate's plight through his eyes, and his expression immediately became extremely solemn.

All signs indicate that this Eternal Trojan Horse is an extremely terrifying existence, and it is very likely to possess a variety of cursed secret techniques. Even among the many eternal artifacts, it is an extremely powerful existence.

He was very glad that he had made the decisive decision to get rid of the "burden," otherwise doing so at the critical moment would have been disrespectful to the Venerable One.

Akaga's mind raced as he took out a precious triangular crystal cone-shaped object and activated it without hesitation.

"Boom!"

The crystal cone trembled and suddenly magnified thousands of times, transforming into an illusory crystal cone that enveloped the Venerable One.

next second.

The crystal cone transformed into a streak of light, hurtling through the air at a super-high speed of tens of kilometers per second.

However, this object only flew for three seconds, covering more than 100 kilometers, before stopping. Its surface luster dimmed, suggesting it could not last long.

*
the other side.

Zhao Xiaoying was in the Eternal Space when she witnessed the tragic end of Tianchuan Quasi-Venerable.

The abused centaurs slashed over a hundred times before putting away their battle axes and stopping.

Because they share the damage collectively, each centaur may look miserable, but their injuries are not actually fatal.

But the Quasi-Venerable Ones are different.

The wings of light behind him had dissipated, and he floated motionless in mid-air, his face contorted in agony.

"Ah~"

The quasi-Venerable suddenly groaned, and hundreds of deep wounds instantly appeared on his body, with a large amount of blood flowing down.

"Ah~"

The screams grew louder.

The wound deepened strangely, and blood gushed out violently.

The quasi-Venerable One seemed to be cut by an invisible force, his body suddenly split into pieces, and fragments of his corpse fell downwards, accompanied by a rain of blood.

The abused centaur is like being "healed," with its severed limbs automatically reconnecting to its body and its wounds healing automatically.

They quickly became "brand new," as if they had never been injured.

"Awooo! Awooo!" The centaurs howled in unison.

They swung their battle axes, releasing streams of black energy that struck the quasi-Venerable's shattered corpse, causing it to vanish instantly.

Zhao Xiaoying didn't find the dismemberment scene particularly gruesome; she simply remarked, "This thing is far more formidable than a hunting dog."

With her keen eyesight, she could barely make out that the centaur's attack was directly targeting the target's soul.

This is the most difficult attack to defend against.

The soul of Venerable Tianchuan was injured, and then the curse was transferred to his body, ultimately resulting in him being dismembered.

The long-legged girl observed Venerable Tianchuan's location again and exclaimed, "Eh? It seems the Venerable has been scared away by you."

Even a fool would know that the Venerable One must have foreseen the fate of his subordinates and realized that the Trojan Horse was more dangerous than anticipated, which is why he had no choice but to flee.

Yang Fan laughed triumphantly, "As I said before, today I'm going to teach the Venerable One a lesson!"

He issued a command to the Eternal Attribute: "Chase!"

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

The pack of hounds barked wildly, increasing the speed at which the wooden horse was being pulled along a little further.

Zhao Xiaoying glanced at her partner's profile, her heart filled with admiration.

She had previously thought her partner was exaggerating when she heard about "teaching the Venerable One how to be a person," but now it seems that it is not an exaggeration at all.

*
ten minutes later.

Akaga glanced ahead, then looked back behind him.

A blood-red cloud appeared ahead, completely obscuring the sea of ​​blood below.

This place is now deep within a sea of ​​blood.

The power of the eyeball cannot completely penetrate the blood cloud, but it sends a message that unpredictable dangers lurk within.

Behind them is the ever-present Trojan Horse, relentlessly pursuing them.

This terrifying monster has now come up with a new trick.

The increasingly thick black mist surrounding it actually gathered into black mist hounds, which joined the ranks of those pulling the wooden horse, further increasing its speed.

What made him most uneasy was that the number of foghounds kept increasing.

Initially there were only a few hundred, but now the number has exceeded one thousand.

It is conceivable that, as time goes on, the number may reach two thousand, three thousand, or even four thousand.

Akaga realized that if things continued like this, he would be caught up sooner or later.

He silently estimated for a moment and made a decision: "In five minutes, I will forcibly leave the dream world."

According to his calculations, the Trojan horse's speed would surpass his speed in about five minutes, and staying any longer would be too risky.

"Boom!"

The triangular crystal cone vibrated again.

Akaga crashed directly into the blood-red clouds.

He came here for a great treasure. The probability of a great treasure being born inside the Blood Cloud is not low, and he would be unwilling to leave without going in to take a look.

*
Inside the Trojan horse at the back.

Yang Fan watched as the Venerable One disappeared into the blood-red clouds and couldn't help but laugh.

Zhao Xiaoying asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Yang Fan laughed and said, "This time, we might have a chance to kill the Venerable One."

The long-legged girl was startled: "Really?"

Her mind reacted quickly, and she immediately realized: "Could there be a problem with the blood cloud ahead? Could you use the blood cloud to keep the Venerable One here?"

Yang Fan nodded firmly and said, "That's right!"

The Venerable One, confident in his strength and believing that the Dream Realm could weaken the power of death, recklessly barged in.

He obtained information from the revelatory dream and learned what was hidden in the blood cloud.

This information asymmetry is a powerful trump card, capable of delivering a fatal blow to a venerable figure at a crucial moment. (End of Chapter)