Chapter 1291: Signs of Defeat

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

"Regardless of Qing Long's outcome, my goal is only Tian Long. Once that team with extremely strong fortune completes its objective, I will take a shortcut with Chu Tian Qiu to enter Tian Long's dream and completely collapse his mental state."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Xia lifted the last chair leg high and smashed it to pieces on his knee. He instantly knelt on the ground, and Bai Yang staggered a step.

"This is good..." Qi Xia knelt on the ground and murmured, "As long as we push forward step by step like this... eventually, we can..."

"What kind of ridiculous plan is this...?" Bai Yang leaned against the wall, showing an extremely complex expression. "I might have overestimated you..."

Qi Xia's fingers paused slightly upon hearing this, and the broken chair leg in his hand fell powerless to the ground.

"What's wrong?" He looked at Bai Yang, with blood starting to seep from his wounds.

"I told you all the setups I had arranged... and this is the answer you give me?" Bai Yang's voice trembled slightly. "These answers are the most absurd jokes I've heard in Zhongyan Zhidi..."

Qi Xia felt that Bai Yang's state was different from usual; all his rationality was suppressing his anger.

"Are you not satisfied with this answer?" Qi Xia asked.

"Are you satisfied?!" Bai Yang stepped forward and reached for Qi Xia's collar, but only grasped at air. "You're telling me this is your plan?! To disrupt Tian Long's mental state, interrupt his Lixie, and then let the Huoche lead the few survivors to other spaces... Is this your plan?!"

Qi Xia looked at Bai Yang coldly, then said with a heavy expression: "Yes."

"You..." Bai Yang widened his gray-white pupils, full of anger. "I've worried countless times that your intelligence might be low, but I never thought it would be this low... You've experienced 'failure', you've experienced Yongheng, and now you're coming up with this plan to fight Tian Long... Have you really gone mad... He could dismantle your plan in an instant, and all our layouts could collapse in a single thought...!"

Bai Yang seemed unable to contain his anger anymore, but he still couldn't touch Qi Xia.

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

"What...?"

"You were just saying I'm in a sorry state, but look at yourself now?" Qi Xia frowned and retorted. "Even if we don't follow this plan, what decision would you make?"

"I at least wouldn't come up with the same plan as you... After all, this plan once..." Bai Yang gritted his teeth. "Qi Xia, you're really disappointing me..."

Qi Xia's expression changed upon hearing this, then he said in a deep voice, "I'm the one in command of the battle now. Even if I lose... what does it have to do with you?"

Bai Yang stared with wide eyes, silent for a long time, his eyes full of helplessness, almost tearing through that cold beast face.

"You're just a figment of my imagination..." Qi Xia said coldly. "I can't believe you really exist, so you can never be resurrected. You're already dead, and the outcome of this battle won't affect you at all, so why are you so agitated?"

"I'm indignant for everyone in Zhongyan Zhidi." Bai Yang's expression gradually cooled upon hearing Qi Xia's words. "At the final moment, they actually entrusted their lives to an incompetent waste like you..."

"Heh..." Qi Xia slowly grinned, showing an abnormally strange smile. "Just because they entrusted their lives to me, does that mean I have to lead everyone to success? When everyone puts their lives on the gambling table, they should know that victory and defeat each take half, and whichever outcome, they have to accept it."

After hearing this, Bai Yang's expression gradually faded, as if his heart had died. He stepped back slowly and sighed: "I understand... You're not incompetent, but too old. Your dull brain is making wrong decisions, leading everyone... including me, to doom, but your arrogance prevents you from realizing the seriousness 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 his fingers. "Stop it... Am I being lectured by an illusion?"

Bai Yang slowly stood up and gave Qi Xia a meaningful look.

That look contained disappointment and despair.

"I bet wrong." Bai Yang said. "I should have realized earlier that you're a waste, but I always held onto a fluke mentality, thinking you'd come up with a strategy that would surprise me."

"I'm still saying the same thing." Qi Xia's eyes also began to lose their light. "Since you can't interfere with the overall situation, don't point fingers at my current strategy."

Bai Yang nodded after hearing this, and his figure began to fade.

"Qi Xia." Bai Yang's voice was very soft, as if speaking to himself. "Run away."

"Run..." Qi Xia lowered his head, his whole body trembling slightly from the wounds. "Where to run?"

"Find a way to save your life." Bai Yang's voice gradually became illusory, as if about to disappear. "I forgive you this time for all your recklessness, but if you're really not prepared, you shouldn't have set up such a big board."

"Stop it... Bai Yang... We can't even escape."

Bai Yang sighed, as if giving his final advice: "If you go into Tian Long's dream now, you'll die without a doubt. Once you and Chu Tian Qiu die, Tian Long will instantly turn the entire situation around, and all efforts tonight will be in vain. If you don't want to live, at least let Chu Tian Qiu live, and pass the opportunity for the next rebellion to him."

After listening, Qi Xia continued to lower his head and murmur to himself: "Even you think this plan is not feasible..."

Bai Yang looked down at his legs that were beginning to fade, then said in a deep voice: "Do you think it's feasible? This plan is exactly the same as the one from the last failure."

"Last time..." Qi Xia lowered his head, showing a confused expression.

"Ha... Haha..." Bai Yang laughed bitterly. "So that's it... Excessive aging has made you not recover all your memories... Qi Xia, you've become senile, you only remember that you went through Yongheng, but you don't know why you fell into Yongheng..."

Before Qi Xia could answer, Bai Yang's voice gradually faded. He looked down at his palm: "It seems you no longer need this illusion of mine... Take care of yourself, Qi Xia. We can't go through another Yongheng."

In the next second, Bai Yang's illusion completely disappeared, and the room became quiet again.

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

"I was worried that this plan wouldn't fail... Now even you think this plan will fail..."