Chapter 1818

Xiao Wencheng had just opened his mouth when he saw He Lingchuan reach out and pat the mirror frame. The image in the mirror changed immediately, pitch black, as if underground.

"Enter!" He Lingchuan pointed at the mirror and said sternly to his own people behind him, "Everyone, enter quickly!"

As his elite subordinates, the Black Armor Army had long made obedience to orders an iron rule. Not to mention that He Lingchuan would not let them die, even if the other end of the mirror were a mountain of blades and a sea of fire, they would jump in without hesitation.

Although this order came abruptly, these dozen or so people jumped in as soon as they lifted their legs, without needing to think for even a second.

Dong Rui and Ling Guang's footsteps were half a beat slow, and as a result, they were both grabbed by the back of the collar by He Lingchuan and thrown directly into the mirror.

Zhu Xiuer followed closely behind.

Usually, when He Lingchuan was stern, she wouldn't ask why.

Seeing He Lingchuan and the others migrating right under his nose, Xiao Wencheng's expression changed.

That's right, the Hao Yuan Golden Mirror was already someone else's. If they wanted to escape through the mirror, it would be difficult for his side to restrict He Lingchuan's movements.

This was one of the side effects of the Hao Yuan Golden Mirror reconnecting to the laws of this realm.

He Lingchuan said to him in front of the mirror: "Sect Master Xiao, you also..."

Before he could finish, Xiao Wencheng's back suddenly felt cold, while He Lingchuan felt a sudden warning in his heart, and the Floating Life Blade also hummed—

Danger was coming!

Immediately after, the ground burst open.

Something came from below, breaking through the ground, covered in magma, and bursting into flames as soon as it met the air.

Heat waves swept through the secret room, and the temperature here was immediately roasted to nearly a thousand degrees. The other acolyte standing by the offering table didn't even have time to scream before he was turned into charcoal in seconds.

A lively, living person turned into a small charcoal person in less than two breaths. Then, with a *puff*, he was scattered by the powerful airflow.

Xiao Wencheng's whole body flashed with blue light, having expanded his protective *gang* energy.

He was still holding the whisk and flicked it directly at this thing, shooting out thousands of silver-thread-like crystal needles that stuck directly into the opponent's body.

One could hear *hissing* sounds, and the places pierced by the crystal needles turned black.

But that thing's speed didn't decrease at all, and while pouncing at him, it opened its bloody mouth.

Xiao Wencheng also saw the opponent's true face: "Red Flame Horned Viper?"

This was shockingly a huge fire python, its body seemingly composed of rock fire; the black was obsidian, the red was magma, and the white was scorching light.

This light made it impossible to see whether it had scales or not, but on the top of its head, directly above its scorching white eyes, grew two thorn-like sharp horns.

It was unknown how long it was, but its body diameter was nearly two *zhang*, and its neck could also bulge, allowing its cross-section to expand by another fold.

Three thousand years ago, this kind of monster lived in the fire prison of the south. But after the heaven and earth disaster, the geography changed, the southern fire prison sank into the earth's core, and this Red Flame Horned Viper also disappeared along with it. Xiao Wencheng truly didn't expect to encounter it in True Person Qian Huan's world.

And this one was ridiculously large.

The Red Flame Horned Vipers Xiao Wencheng had seen before never exceeded five *chi* in diameter. This thing grew very slowly, growing only two meters every fifty years.

This thing went toward Xiao Wencheng, its mouth opening to nearly 150 degrees, wanting to swallow him in one gulp. If Xiao Wencheng were swallowed alive, his last sight in the world would surely be those two astonishingly sized large fangs.

What about He Lingchuan?

He had long since disappeared.

Xiao Wencheng knew this person must have run away.

He flicked his whisk and channeled his divine power again, but at this moment, there were other movements in the depths of the great hall: the wind god statue sitting in the shrine, carrying a baleful aura, suddenly moved its eyeballs.

The next instant, it appeared out of thin air in front of Xiao Wencheng, its long staff shaking lightly in its hand, standing upright and pushing forward.

This move was incredibly clever, as if the Red Flame Horned Viper had delivered itself, and its mouth was immediately jammed by the long staff.

Both ends of the staff became sharp, and with a *hiss*, it pierced through the viper's upper and lower jaws, not giving it a chance to shake it off.

The two gray pythons attached to the staff took the opportunity to pounce directly at the viper's throat, sliding in as if not fearing the high temperature at all.

One must know that the stone walls of the secret room were burned and melted by the Red Flame Horned Viper's temperature from a distance, flowing on the ground like cheese.

Xiao Wencheng knew the battle wouldn't end so quickly and couldn't let his guard down.

Sure enough, the viper's bulging side membrane retracted, and suddenly two more snake heads emerged from the side, pouncing directly at True Person Qian Huan.

Yes, this wind god statue was also Qian Huan's Dharma form.

The two-headed monster at his feet leaped up and fought with one of the snake heads.

Another viper snake head pounced, and the wind god Dharma form grabbed a whip from the void, accurately lashing it on its nose.

This whip was pitch black, and it was unknown what it was woven from; the whip tip was divided into three strands, with black talismans spiraling and winding on the surface. The wind god shook it hard, and the whip turned more than two *zhang* long. When it hit the viper, two of the talismans lit up, turning a vivid cyan-green.

In the immortal language, these two talismans represented "Fix" and "Explode".

Two ancient characters were also engraved on the whip handle:

*Shou An*.

The whip hit the viper, shattering both its nose and snout, and the magma brought out splattered everywhere, just like fresh blood.

"The God-Beating Whip of Immortal Shou An, so it was obtained by you." Miao Zhantian's voice sounded from one of the viper heads, "No wonder it couldn't be found in the treasury of the Great Return Sect."

The location of the Heavenly Palace, Ru Mountain, was once the old site of the Great Return Sect's mountain gate.

"This whip has been renamed 'Demon-Driving Whip' by me; with the likes of you, you are not qualified to be called gods." The wind god shook the whip again, and the whip tip lashed the main snake head twice more, the lit talisman being the character "Trace".

These two lashes were extraordinary; the viper's fiery red head was suddenly whipped black, revealing the obsidian-colored base underneath that looked like neither gold nor stone.

These two lashes were called Tracing Source Whips, capable of beating the opponent until they revealed their true form.

Qian Huan had long seen through that Miao Zhantian couldn't have brought a real Red Flame Horned Viper in and must have used divine arts to attach it to something, so the two lashes dispelled the divine art, tracing it back to its origin.

"Meteorite Core?" Sure enough.

He had wondered why this thing lurked underground, and as the landlord of this realm, he hadn't sensed it beforehand. It turned out Miao Zhantian had launched seventeen Divine Fire Heavenly Meteorites, and the countless meteorite fragments shattered and surged into every corner of the Inverted Sea.

This was pre-buried; whichever fragment was closer to Qian Huan's hiding place, Miao Zhantian would transform and bless it.

It was also their bad luck that one of them landed less than twenty *zhang* away from this secret palace.

This move was somewhat beyond Qian Huan's expectations. Compared to before, Miao Zhantian's combat style was more flexible and less constrained by trifles.

"On my turf, you actually want to use such illusory things to deal with me?" He was the living ancestor of illusion! The wind god sneered slightly and snapped his fingers, "Explode!"

The two gray pythons that had burrowed into the viper's belly self-destructed simultaneously, and the power that erupted at that moment was nearly equivalent to an immortal's primordial spirit internal explosion.