# Chapter 955: Tens of Millions
Qi Xia looked up. Sand and soil had condensed into stone, forming continuous hills at the top of the entire street.
Qi Xia knew that what Celestial Dragon said was not false. If he used his full strength, there was no need to mention being in a dream; even in "Zhongyan Land," no one could survive.
Besides "Original," he also possessed "Disintegration" and "Crafty Artifact." Given enough time, he could even turn all the sand and soil in the sky into weapons.
This was a bizarre spectacle absolutely impossible for humans to witness.
Even in "Zhongyan Land," where everyone could use a small portion of "Immortal Arts," it was hard to imagine continuous hills gathering in the sky.
The good news was that Celestial Dragon should still have a backup plan. He couldn't afford to go all out in his own dream.
Last time Celestial Dragon entered here and disintegrated the entire city, Azure Dragon said he had already damaged his vitality. If Celestial Dragon fought with his life again now, his awakening time would be further extended.
But this terrifying scene... what was the way to break it?
Several hills crashed down within the city. No matter how much vitality Celestial Dragon would lose, Qi Xia's inner world would suffer massive damage.
Last time, a single crack had left him groggy for an entire day. If the entire street was destroyed...
"Did I... never anticipate this kind of scene?"
Qi Xia closed his eyes again. The memories in his brain spun rapidly, but he felt his memories begin to stretch horizontally, and many bizarre scenes started flooding into his mind.
Trying to find a countermeasure for Celestial Dragon's move within this volume of memories...
It was like finding a single precise pine needle in a pine forest.
But this was not difficult for Qi Xia either.
"That's right... this is the one."
He opened his eyes and said softly, "I've said it long ago... this is not a city, but another battlefield besides 'Zhongyan Land.'"
Qi Xia walked to the window and opened it. The next moment, yellow-white bones began to spread along the windowsill.
The bones, with flesh and blood attached, formed an airborne staircase. Qi Xia stepped onto it, ascending step by step toward Celestial Dragon, as if he had already abandoned the entire street.
Seeing Qi Xia climbing up to his side on the flesh-and-blood stairs suspended in midair, Celestial Dragon's only mouth curled up. "Look at the road beneath your feet and the sky above your head... Tell me, where was I wrong in calling you a demon god?"
After speaking, he floated forward a few more meters and asked again, "And look at the place you live and your terrifying pupils... Tell me, where was I wrong in calling you a demon god?"
"Ha..." Qi Xia also laughed. "Celestial Dragon, have you forgotten... you don't even have a face in front of me, yet you call me a demon god?"
"Oh...?" Celestial Dragon was slightly stunned and reached out to touch his flat face. "You only said I was an 'ugly monster' before, but you never considered that I don't even deserve to have a face."
"You're not the only one without a face here." Qi Xia continued, "You treat mortals as insignificant ants, but you don't know that here, you too are one of the vast swarms of insects."
"Interesting." Celestial Dragon said, "Are you saying there's no difference between me and those people below who can't move?"
"There is still a difference." Qi Xia smiled and replied, "You have one more eloquent mouth than they do."
"In that case, White Sheep." Celestial Dragon waved his hands. "Let me show you the difference between me and those mortals. Whether it's really as simple as 'having one more mouth.'"
As soon as he finished speaking, Celestial Dragon's hands suddenly swung downward.
The mountain range in the sky instantly began to rain down large amounts of sand and soil. A tremendous sense of oppression came from above, as if even the air was rapidly fleeing this space.
"Celestial Dragon... you can't destroy this place." Qi Xia said through gritted teeth. "Because I have never been alone."
Qi Xia's hands trembled violently, then he raised them high. It seemed he intended to block the enormous mountain peak with his mortal body. At this moment, beads of sweat also seeped out on his forehead.
The next second, a situation that Celestial Dragon could never have anticipated occurred.
The entire city began to tremble violently. Then, each person on the street swayed, and the next moment, they suddenly rose into the air.
Upon closer inspection, everyone had a slender white bone beneath them, lifting them up. Their flesh blossomed like a flower, growing on the root of the white bone.
At first, only ten or a hundred people rose into the air. Soon, it became a thousand or ten thousand.
All the faceless people in the entire city seemed to suddenly ascend at this moment. They also raised their hands and rushed toward the enormous mountain range.
The huge mountain range plummeted rapidly. The first faceless people to reach it were immediately shattered into pieces, leaving only the white bones beneath them to shake the massive mountain for an instant. Then the bones also snapped, falling from high altitude along with the broken corpses.
Even though the scene was already so horrifying, the remaining faceless people showed no sign of stopping. Driven by the white bones, they crashed into it one after another.
The mountain's descent speed actually began to slow for a moment.
Until the first faceless person, upon reaching the mountain, was not shattered but instead raised both hands and firmly held it up.
Then, more and more faceless people safely ascended to the bottom of the mountain, raising their hands in unison.
Then came thousands, tens of thousands.
Without a moment's hesitation, they used all their strength to push against the falling stone mountain.
Countless huge white bones stood throughout the city, turning this place into a forest of bone.
"Celestial Dragon... do you see?" Qi Xia looked at the tiny fragments of stone scattering in the sky and said, "As long as all the people here stand up and resist without hesitation, even 'gods' can be defied."
Celestial Dragon's face silently faced the stone mountain that had gradually stopped in the sky, 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 the very first day, you, the true demon god, would have been pulled down from your altar long ago."
"You once stood before me with a crowd seventy years ago." Celestial Dragon said. "But didn't you still fail? White Sheep... I already knew you could never succeed, so I didn't even bother to remember your name. Are you going to try again seventy years later?"
"You're wrong." Qi Xia replied. "Celestial Dragon... I did not fail."
"Did not fail...? Ha!" Celestial Dragon laughed loudly. "You fell before me time and time again, yet you still say 'I did not fail'."
"You think I lost, but the actual situation is that I realized I 'couldn't win' at that time, so I voluntarily gave up." Qi Xia said.
Qi Xia's words made Celestial Dragon silent for a few seconds, then he asked, "Which means... you think you 'can win' now?"
"That's right." Qi Xia's gaze was extremely firm, coldly staring at Celestial Dragon.