Chapter 1744

Xiao Wencheng's expression changed drastically, and he patted the Haoyuan Golden Mirror: "Keep an eye on the Inverted Lake shore, zoom in!" The Haoyuan Golden Mirror adjusted its angle several times on its own, but it was useless.

The image in the mirror showed that the scene inside the lighthouse barrier was completely blurred; everyone could only vaguely perceive that something was moving, but outside the barrier, everything was still clearly visible.

"The light of the lighthouse has isolated the field of vision of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror." Xiao Wencheng knew it was bad and didn't care about cherishing energy anymore. He turned and walked to the sand table, tapped lightly on the shore of the Inverted Lake twice, and lifted his fingertips forcefully! He had already performed this set of techniques twice before. He He Lingchuan knew he was changing the terrain and wanted to pull mountains up from the shore of the Inverted Lake.

Although it was extremely energy-consuming, performing it once or twice more should still be no problem.

However, when Xiao Wencheng lifted it like this, the stone beach on the shore of the Inverted Lake did indeed rise—except for the lighthouse barrier! The mirror showed that the barrier was quiet, not moving at all, out of place with the surrounding terrain, and appearing especially abrupt.

Xiao Wencheng let go and hammered heavily on the table: "Damn it, Miaozhantian's barrier has isolated the Immortal's power!"

This sentence was a very accurate summary; the lighthouse barrier built by Bai Bai Ziqi basically isolated all the privileges enjoyed by the Illusion Sect in this small world.

Whether it was divine ability boosting, terrain changing, or spying on the battlefield, none of it could be used!

Xiao Wencheng casually grabbed a Pixiu jade carving from the table and threw it into the Haoyuan Golden Mirror: "Go!"

The Pixiu paperweight, not even the size of a palm, came to life as soon as it entered the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, shaking its head and wagging its tail, looking lifelike!

But Xiao Wencheng threw it at the lighthouse barrier in the mirror, yet this Pixiu failed to land at the designated location; instead, it was bounced off by the light shield of the barrier and landed in the jungle two or three miles away.

"Teleportation has also failed." Dong Rui secretly gave a thumbs up; Miaozhantian's move of "the guest taking the place of the host" was simply too brilliant!

The Tiangong Commandant couldn't refine this kind of magic tool; the "Lighthouse" must have been obtained from Miaozhantian. Before entering the illusion of an ancient True Immortal, one must naturally be well-prepared, and this Goddess's most famous ability is "verifying truth," so it's not strange at all that she refined some magic tools aimed at the illusion world as a precaution.

Products from Miaozhantian must be high-quality; all the characteristics of this lighthouse barrier were almost tailor-made for the illusion world.

He He Lingchuan didn't know that Miaozhantian and Qianhuan had a great battle in ancient times; otherwise, he could have deduced more.

This move by Miaozhantian significantly weakened the Illusion Sect's advantage on the battlefield, already winning back a round. If combined with the spiritual-sucking ability of the Immortal Capital Array, as time passed, the scales of victory would very likely tilt toward the Tiangong team.

Xiao Wencheng's face was gloomy: "Must find a way to take down this lighthouse."

"With such a useful thing, if materials were abundant, Miaozhantian wouldn't have built only one." He He Lingchuan reminded him, "Perhaps Bai Bai Ziqi not only wants to use the lighthouse to gain a firm foothold, but also wants to use it to nibble away at your territory step by step!"

Inside the lighthouse barrier, the Illusion Sect has no advantage, and the Immortal's Haoyuan Golden Mirror is helpless against it.

Elder Liu's expression changed slightly, and then he snorted: "Alarmist talk. It also depends on whether they have the ability!"

Xiao Wencheng said solemnly: "This is a malignant tumor; the Inverted Sea must never tolerate it!"

"If I were Bai Bai Ziqi, the most urgent matter right now would be to advance steadily and connect the lighthouse barriers into one, not rushing to attack Mount Shilong!" He He Lingchuan said sternly, "If the Immortal doesn't appear and Miaozhantian doesn't enter the field, the most important factor determining the outcome of this war is 'resources'!"

"The more spiritual energy he occupies, the greater the cumulative consumption for you, creating a trend where one grows and the other wanes." From this, one can also see that the Tiangong is very experienced in digging out Immortal caves, and all kinds of contingency plans have been fully made.

He He Lingchuan had been observing the sand table terrain for a long time, and at this moment, he reached out and gestured on the sand table: "Here, here, and here are all excellent locations for placing lighthouses; the slopes are steep, easy to defend and hard to attack, and they can echo each other, facilitating the Tiangong to build lighthouses all the way from the lakeside to the foot of Mount Shilong. If we modify the terrain in advance, we can mostly hinder them from connecting the barriers."

He had no authority; no matter how he pointed or lifted, the terrain of the sand table didn't move at all.

Dong Rui assisted: "He who strikes first gains the advantage; he who strikes later is passive."

Xiao Wencheng looked at the several locations he pointed to, then glanced at the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, and pondered without speaking.

He He Lingchuan's words were open to question; it was hard to say how many lighthouses the Tiangong team could bring out—even if they brought them out, would they place them in the locations He He Lingchuan favored? Every change in terrain was extremely energy-consuming, so he couldn't help but be cautious.

He looked at the several elders behind him; they were either frowning or shaking their heads at him.

Although He He Lingchuan was a guest from Ling Mountain, firstly, his background was unknown, and secondly, he was too young; his lifespan didn't even reach a fraction of theirs.

This is like a forty or fifty-year-old adult listening to the nonsense of a seven or eight-year-old child?

The Soul-Absorbing Mirror sneered in its master's arms: "Squandering spiritual energy recklessly in the early stages, and now you're strapped for cash? You don't even know that you have to leave a margin when doing things!"

It was also a mirror that had seen much and could see the big picture from small details.

When He He Lingchuan heard it say this, his heart stirred, and he turned to look at the Haoyuan Golden Mirror.

Something is a bit wrong.

Qianhuan used the Inverted Heaven-Defying Array to suck spiritual energy from the Shanjin Plain for over 150 years; no matter how much he consumed himself, he should have a lot of inventory. Not to mention anything else, the spiritual energy concentration on Mount Shilong is several times higher than at the foot of the mountain; the Illusion Sect's stock of mysterious crystals should be considerable, and it's impossible for it to be exhausted in a short time.

In such a critical moment, would Xiao Wencheng be reluctant to modify the terrain because of caution and stinginess?

It shouldn't be.

He He Lingchuan previously thought that the key to restricting the number of times and frequency of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror's use was the energy consumption problem; now looking at the three turquoise stones on the top of the mirror, are they just representing the reserves of spiritual energy?

Every time Xiao Wencheng moves mountains and fills seas, he glances at the Haoyuan Golden Mirror.

What hint can this mirror give him? Therefore, what is the reason that restricts these Immortals from daring to smash their great divine abilities? Xiao Wencheng had no mind to ponder what he was thinking and turned to instruct Elder Liu: "Let Junior Brother Fu take two hundred people to support the Inverted Lake shore."

The lighthouse barrier shielded the field of vision of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, and no one knew how the battle inside the barrier was going. To be safe, Xiao Wencheng sent another Immortal.

But by sending people like this, he was simply ignoring He He Lingchuan's suggestion.

Dong Rui winked at He He Lingchuan, meaning your good intentions were fed to the dogs.

He He Lingchuan didn't even pay attention and stroked his chin, thinking about his own affairs.

He had reminded the Illusion Sect once and offered a strategy once, but the other party didn't listen. It didn't matter; this was all within reason. He had neither seniority nor age; why should they listen to him?