Chapter 1203: Arriving at the Desolate Valley Again [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

He Lingchuan stared at the small forest in front of him for a long while before remembering that he had just had two dreams.

Had he not woken up?

Where was this?

He looked around and strolled through the forest; except for the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, he couldn't hear anything else.

There were no insects chirping or birds singing, no monkeys howling or wolves calling; it was just a dead silence.

Was there such a lonely mountain forest in the Panlong world? He walked aimlessly, his mind still immersed in the dream he had just had, unable to extricate himself.

Especially the first dream.

He had actually had the good fortune to witness the entire process of the Black Dragon striking the Tianluo Star in legend.

Looking down from the Black Dragon's perspective, the mortal world was both vast and fragile, and the tragic heroism of the apocalypse was as heart-stirring as the vitality of the oasis.

Heavenly Demons, secret treasures, divine dragons, and immortals were all grand scenes He Lingchuan had never heard of.

So, the immortals and divine beasts of the ancient era were that powerful.

So, the ancient divine abilities could truly destroy heaven and earth.

Then, as their opponents, how weak could the Heavenly Demons be?

Thinking of the future, He Lingchuan felt a heavy heart.

In the past, when gods and immortals fought, seven or eight out of ten immortals and sages died before they could achieve a pyrrhic victory; if the Heavenly Demons could truly make a comeback, who in the world would be their opponent? If he had had this dream four years ago, when he had just obtained the Divine Bone Necklace, the first path he might have abandoned would have been "resistance."

What could he use to fight them? The gap between mortals and immortals was so large it was despairing.

He let out a long breath.

Fortunately, he saw these scenes four years later.

This dream instead made him clearer-headed:

On the premise of facing the gap squarely, one must wait for opportunities and seize them.

Plan before acting.

Where were the immortals who once covered the sky with one hand? Even the strongest in the mortal world were eventually forced to bow their noble heads by the tides of fate, sadly falling into the mundane world.

When fate departs, heroes are not free.

However, all things have cycles; fate is like the tide, with ebbs and flows.

Conversely, would there be a day when "when the time comes, heaven and earth exert their strength together"?

He recalled what he saw in the dream again; both the Black Dragon and Immortal Shou'an said that the Heavenly Demons clearly still had the strength to fight them back then, yet they chose to retreat beyond the sky.

Then, the treasure in the sky that emitted red light should be the Ten Directions Tianluo.

What the Black Dragon struck to the ground was probably the fragments of the Tianluo Star.

Immortal Shou'an did not hide in the Cave Heaven paradise, but took on the heavy responsibility of the world, hunting down the remaining Heavenly Demons while searching for the fragments of the Tianluo Star.

He Lingchuan knew the ending of this story:

Immortal Shou'an found the fragments and, together with other master refiners like Immortal Sanshui, refined it into the Great Fanghu.

And the moment the Great Fanghu appeared, it damaged the Heaven and Earth Furnace and collided with the laws of heaven and earth; the brand-new mortal power of "Yuan Power" very likely appeared from that time.

The immortals originally wanted to use the Qianling Treasure Cover to infuse it with spirit, but Immortal Sanshui changed his mind at the last moment and fled to the small world with the cover.

Later, this cover was brought back to Beijia and enshrined in the Star-Plucking Tower.

Two years ago, He Lingchuan caused a scene in the Heavenly Palace and stole the treasure cover, allowing the Great Fanghu to be completed again.

The cause and effect of this story were finally connected today.

And what He Lingchuan paid special attention to was every move of the Black Dragon.

Black Flood Dragon totems had appeared in both Panlong City and Yuheng City; what connection did it have with the fallen Black Dragon? All the immortals said that it was of one heart with heaven and earth, understood the deepest and broadest laws, and finally sacrificed itself heroically for the mortal world.

This is called sacrificing one's life for righteousness.

The second dream revealed the origin of the Luo Sheng Armor.

If the Black Dragon did indeed fall on Longshou Mountain, which is today's Bai Mao Mountain, then it seemed reasonable for the Yuyang Sect to use its scales to manufacture the Luo Sheng Armor.

The one who took the precious armor from the Yuyang Sect was undoubtedly Pang Yuan, the founding emperor of the Flash Gold Empire.

This armor was used well on him, but once it fell into the hands of others, it began to stir up trouble.

However, this dream also clarified a misconception; it turned out that the heart scale had been lost long before Pang Yuan obtained the Luo Sheng Armor, rather than being knocked off when the last emperor wore it on the battlefield as legend had it.

This information was quite important.

He Lingchuan thought, why did he have two dreams in one night when he usually didn't dream at all? Perhaps there was indeed an object that could connect these two dreams: Black Dragon scales.

In other words, the Divine Bone Necklace had eaten the heart scale and the Luo Sheng Armor separately, so it played back two segments of cause and effect for him.

This was exactly the same as its performance after eating the leaves of the Questioning Tree back then.

The Great Fanghu was truly divine; it could no longer be defined as a "magic artifact."

He was thinking with his head down when he suddenly caught a glimpse of red light.

In such a desolate and quiet place, any anomaly was worth paying attention to.

He Lingchuan walked over quickly to take a look; what was glowing was actually a pond, about seven or eight square meters in size.

Oh, he suddenly remembered.

After the Great Fanghu swallowed the avatar of Naluotian, he had also entered here, but only that one time.

The Naluotian avatar finally turned into a small tree, and He Lingchuan remembered that he had carved a mark on the tree, so he should be able to find it.

However, why did he enter this valley again?

It was not hard to guess; it was because of the treasure the Great Fanghu had eaten not long ago.

He rarely had the opportunity to walk in here. In other words, the importance of the Luo Sheng Armor and the heart scale to the Great Fanghu was no less than that of the Naluotian avatar?

The wind in the valley could not ripple the water, which glowed slightly red and was as smooth as a mirror.

He Lingchuan walked to the edge of the pond, glanced down casually, and froze:

There was something swimming in the water.

To be precise, there were dozens of shadows shuttling beneath the calm water surface. He Lingchuan originally thought they were tadpoles, but upon closer inspection, they were all monsters, with human-like upper bodies and a mass of shadows below the waist.

These monsters possessed human facial features; some had fierce expressions, some were burdened with worries, but their figures were almost transparent. They swam aimlessly, muttering to themselves, as if they couldn't see He Lingchuan outside the water.

He remembered that when he saw the Naluotian avatar last time, it was also trapped in the water.

This shallow water surface seemed to be able to separate two worlds.

In the Panlong world, He Lingchuan had nothing to fear, so he simply squatted down to observe carefully.

Afterwards, he saw the Luo Sheng Armor lying quietly at the bottom of the light red water.

And the faces of these wandering souls were actually all ones he had seen in the previous dream.

Those who had found the Luo Sheng Armor and fought wearing it; those who were finally controlled by it and killed crazily, most of them had turned into wandering souls in the water.

It seemed that they had not been liberated even in death, and were still trapped within the Luo Sheng Armor.

No wonder the baleful Qi of this evil armor is growing heavier and heavier.

Why could they be released here? He also noticed that the hole he had made in the chest of the Luo Sheng Armor was still there; could it be that the shadows swam out from here?

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