Cheng Han had already understood that the Heretical God had carried God Awakening Power everywhere, spreading bizarre dreams for one purpose—to awaken the bloodline hidden within the Sartre People.
That was precisely why he had experienced the dream of the War of Ending.
Notably, the Deduction results indicated that this was no ordinary dream.
It seemed to involve the evolution of Laws.
If one died in the dream, one would very likely permanently lose a portion of one's soul power.
And with countless dreams and the soul power of countless people, grains of sand piling into a tower would form an immense force, ultimately helping to propel a Deity into awakening.
In other words, this was a scheme quietly laid by a Deity.
That said.
A grand arrangement encompassing an entire world, such an unimaginably astonishing method, was entirely worthy of a Deity's status.
At this moment.
Faced with arrest, Cheng Han did not display his own power.
Although he could have used the Secret Universe Imprint's power to control the shameless Great Elder, then send him to the altar as a sacrifice to please the Heretical God.
But within a dream woven by a Deity, that would have been a rather outlandish move, likely to draw the Deity's attention and invite unpredictable danger.
Therefore.
Cheng Han decided—to run!
He suddenly swung his spear, its tip sweeping precisely across the throats of two warriors.
The two warriors clutched their throats with raspy gasps as blood poured out, their eyes filled with despair and terror.
Cheng Han shouted, "That damn Great Elder has used the Deity's name to get who knows how many people killed. The one who deserves to be sacrificed most in the entire tribe is that old dog."
After saying that.
Cheng Han turned and ran.
The Great