Chapter 1806: Escalation and Cracking

Ball bees are counted by the nest; there's no telling how many there are in this nest, just right for the Tiangong to use for carpet searching. If they were ordinary bird demons, they probably would have been swatted down before flying long in the sky.

You have to know this is Qian Huan's territory; even if bird demons flew over the heads of the Illusion Sect, they might not necessarily see them.

However, it's a pity that while the devil is one foot tall, the Tao is ten feet high. Since the Illusion Sect entered this realm... to be precise, since Qian Huan came out of seclusion, His calculations have always been one step ahead of Miao Zhantian.

He Lingchuan now also understands a bit why Xiao Wencheng would proudly say that in ancient times, Miao Zhantian almost lost to Qian Huan.

This old guy is truly too sneaky. If it weren't for the God of War Mitian killing his way in from the side at that time, Qian Huan shouldn't have to worry about Miao Zhantian anymore.

After walking for several dozen zhang, a cliff in front pierced straight into the sky, the mountain rocks like shaved, straight and steep.

Elder Liu's expression finally relaxed, and he turned back to gesture a universal sign to the group:

We're almost there!

He was bringing the Illusion Sect to defect to Immortal Qian Huan.

Even He Lingchuan's heartbeat accelerated slightly; would Qian Huan be waiting for them ahead? They were walking on a "hui" shaped mountain road, the head and tail of the team facing each other, their positions staggered in height, but there was no forest shade above.

As the mountain road turned at the end, a ball bee was perched on a branch of a dwarf tree ahead! It was tidying the antennae on its head, methodically; it was probably tired from flying and stopped here to rest its feet.

The group remained calm and was about to pass by its side.

Who would have thought that after walking only a few steps, a purple magpie suddenly fell from the sky, stood on a large rock beside Elder Liu, and reported in a flurry: "Tiangong..."

It had its back to the ball bee and didn't see the other party at all.

Elder Liu was startled, his face changed drastically, and the others also secretly cried out that it was bad.

Other disciples of the Illusion Sect were wearing masks, but these few bird demons flying around were too small in volume to wear masks. Elder Liu had specifically instructed beforehand not to let them land, lest they expose the whereabouts of living people.

As a result, this little bird demon was so focused on returning to report after getting news from the Tiangong that it actually forgot his warning!

The ball bee also seemed to be stunned for a moment, put down its front paws that were washing its face, and tilted its head. Once it discovered that the magpie demon was talking to the ghost people, it was very likely to see through their disguise.

Elder Liu waved his sleeve, just wanting to suppress the rest of the magpie demon's words, but a figure on the slope pounced down toward the purple magpie, with a low roar and a gust of wind.

Zhu Xiuer had just mentioned Luo Xie, and Luo Xie had come.

The purple magpie was so frightened that it took off vertically, and the words below naturally disappeared.

Luo Xie roared twice at it and waved the knife in his hand twice.

After being frightened like this, the purple magpie probably remembered Elder Liu's instructions, so it flew away without looking back, truly just a frightened magpie.

It had spoken too quickly just now, and the first two words merged into one sound, which sounded somewhat like the chirping of a magpie.

Luo Xie watched it fly away before turning back to return to the team.

Zhu Xiuer praised: "Good kid, his reaction is faster than Old Man Liu."

In the eyes of outsiders, Luo Xie's actions just now were very likely ghost people swatting at magpies.

The Tiangong team had entered this realm for less than an hour; who could say for sure what kind of behavior ghost people should have? Even Elder Liu cast an approving look at Luo Xie.

With so many people under the Illusion Sect, none could match the reaction speed of an outer sect disciple.

Only He Lingchuan noticed that Luo Xie's eyeballs were slightly bulging, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins. He had always been prone to violence, but now he looked more like a wounded lone wolf.

What happened to this kid? He Lingchuan recalled the successive battles in Banqiu of the illusion realm, and the time rift finally released by Miao Zhantian; the power of that divine ability was so great that even civilians in Silver Pearl City suffered casualties.

Sigh, could it be...? The ball bee watched the purple magpie fly away, looked at Elder Liu and the others again, and raised its front paws to continue washing its face.

The group remained calm and walked down the mountain slope in front of it one after another.

After turning a few more corners, the ball bee behind was gone.

The further north the Tiangong team went, the crazier the attacks of the ghost people army became.

Bai Ziqi reasonably suspected that the dead souls in the big city were also summoned and were heading south one after another; otherwise, how could they be so numerous that they couldn't be killed off?

As soon as the words fell, two Tiangong soldiers standing near the outer side of the light curtain were suddenly grabbed by several dead souls who rushed in and were thrown out of the light curtain!

Although these dead souls could not escape the fate of melting, two living people had indeed been thrown out.

Others couldn't rescue them in time; outside was a sea of dead soul army, and those two only screamed twice before there was no movement.

The hearts of the living people all skipped a beat.

How could dead souls wreak havoc within the light curtain of the Eye of Truth?

Soon, they knew this was not an isolated case, because the dead souls that rushed in began to persist longer and longer in the light curtain.

Since the start of the war, it had only been a quarter of an hour, and there were already two big guys who could trade two rounds with the White Guards before being melted by the golden light! Bai Seventeen gritted his teeth: "These things are adapting to the rules of the Eye of Truth."

Simply put, the tolerance of the dead soul army to the damage of the light curtain was rapidly increasing.

In a short period of time, the only one who could do this within the Inverted Sea was one person! Miao Zhantian didn't say a word, but the range covered by the light curtain expanded a bit more.

Doing so was naturally more energy-consuming, but He had no other way to care about it.

The Eye of Truth blinked twice in succession, and the light curtain released was deeper in color, a dark red. Clearly, Miao Zhantian had upgraded and escalated His barrier, making the perspective even sharper.

Now, the light curtain was cleaning up the dead souls faster again, melting them upon contact.

However, this good scene only lasted for a quarter of an hour, after which the dead souls began to become tough again.

After several cycles like this, the light of the Eye of Truth turned purple, which was exactly what was called "red turning to purple."

Since the Tiangong team entered the Inverted Sea, the battle situation had become increasingly magical.

In the previous illusion realm, Miao Zhantian used the lighthouse barrier to constantly crack the laws of the Inverted Sea, eliminating the geographical advantage of the Illusion Sect; but in this world, the situation was exactly reversed: it was Qian Huan using the dead soul army to constantly offset Miao Zhantian's "truth," wanting to dissolve His power to the greatest extent within a unit of time.

Both sides were constantly breaking the other's laws, and both sides were constantly escalating their own means.

This was a contest between illusion and truth, examining both sides' mastery of their respective source powers.

But as of now, although Miao Zhantian had achieved success in defense and had not fallen behind, the consumption of divine power was far greater than the opponent's; Qian Huan, relying on the home-field advantage, only needed to drive and transform the dead soul army, and did not need to pay too much Himself to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Advantages were accumulated bit by bit; in the long run, the scales of victory would naturally tilt toward Him. ===== CHAPTER 1807 =====