Chapter 1846: Persuasion

Slaughtering the gray dragon that recognized no one first, and then Qianhuan and Miaozhantian solving their private grievances, this seemed to be the optimal solution for the isolated city predicament. He Lingchuan shook his head: "No, just watch."

Once this game was set up, it was a dead end.

He was confident because the nature of Heavenly Demons and immortals in the world was ruthless and selfish.

In the Panlong Isolated City, Qianhuan tried to reason with the Shadow Dragon: "Stop, this isolated city is yours; I won't enter the city again!"

With consciousness and wisdom, one would think; with thinking, one could negotiate.

But this Shadow Dragon was determined, chasing Qianhuan even more vigorously. Besides roaring and biting, it couldn't spit out a single word from that bloody mouth.

Miaozhantian saw a bit of the doorway on the side and sneered: "Don't waste your effort; this gray dragon didn't regain wisdom at all!"

Not wisdom?

The Shadow Dragon's death was long before the Heavenly Demon invasion, and Miaozhantian didn't know the origin of this thing. But Qianhuan remembered the legend of the Great Expansion Heavenly Pearl; the Shadow Dragon was indeed killed by the Dragon God himself, and its soul couldn't possibly remain. And the successive owners of this pearl rarely had good ends, the country had national disasters, the family had family disasters, until it was obtained by Panlongcheng 160 years ago.

However, Panlongcheng itself had always been plagued by war, and it was hard to see if the Great Expansion Heavenly Pearl continued to play the role of a pearl of misfortune.

So what was the reason for the constant disasters? With Qianhuan's insight, it was easy to deduce one thing: resentment and baleful aura!

It had indeed heard that the Shadow Dragon's resentment was sky-high before it died, cursing the entire dragon race to have no good end.

Then this kind of resentment and baleful aura likely permeated the entire Great Expansion Heavenly Pearl, and even the Dragon God couldn't directly strip it away.

Just this kind of baleful aura and hatred could support the Shadow Dragon to chase prey madly.

But Qianhuan hadn't felt this resentment in the decades of fighting with the Shadow Dragon... until just now! If what the Shadow Dragon just regained was this resentment, then the existence that could strip it away and release it back—

Undoubtedly, it was the Great Fang Hu!

At this moment, Qianhuan finally understood.

Why did He Xiao refuse Bai Ziqi's proposal to join forces despite knowing Qianhuan harbored evil intentions? Because he just wanted to break the Divine Fire barrier and let Qianhuan's three soul clones return to the sea of consciousness!

And then the Shadow Dragon went mad, not even letting Qianhuan go.

At this time, the Great Fang Hu blocked the passage between the two worlds... No, what the Great Fang Hu blocked was the passage between Qianhuan's sea of consciousness and Panlong Isolated City!

In this way, neither Qianhuan nor Miaozhantian could get out, and they could only fight a trapped beast battle with the Shadow Dragon! He Xiao knew Qianhuan had many Dharma forms and didn't want any fish to slip through the net.

The Great Fang Hu sealed the passage, rawly turning Panlong Isolated City into a pit of vipers. It, Miaozhantian, and the Shadow Dragon, only one side could live in the end! He Xiao was hiding in front of the mirror watching the show, but became the fisherman who benefited in the end!

Qianhuan was furious and immediately updated the instructions to Xiao Wencheng and the Illusion Sect: prioritize searching for He Xiao and others, and kill them without mercy!

"The Haoyuan Golden Mirror can no longer be used." Xiao Wencheng asked the Old Ancestor for instructions, "We have tracked the whereabouts of the Tiangong team."

"Don't worry about the Tiangong team!" Qianhuan said sternly, "Kill He Xiao, as fast as possible!"

"Yes!" Xiao Wencheng didn't know what had happened in the sea of consciousness and Panlong Isolated City, but he could hear its burning anger.

The Old Ancestor could even temporarily put aside his mortal enemy, yet had to prioritize searching for and killing He Xiao. What kind of monstrous disaster had this He guy caused to make the True Immortal grit his teeth and want to get rid of him at all costs?

Qianhuan encountered a heavy blow from the Shadow Dragon, its belly missing half, and the injury was truly not light; every time it moved, golden dragon blood flowed profusely. On the walls, ground, and broken houses, it sprinkled blood all along the way it ran.

Behind it came Miaozhantian's mockery: "Refreshing, refreshing, this is retribution coming fast!"

Miaozhantian was very happy now; the frustration of being two-on-one by the Shadow Dragon and Jiaotu earlier had been driven away by this scene. He hadn't figured out why the Shadow Dragon suddenly attacked Qianhuan; perhaps this guy touched something it shouldn't have? But, whatever, he was extremely happy.

It was time to let Qianhuan, this villain, taste the pain of being trapped by its own cocoon. "You haven't tortured it little in these sixty years; it must want to return it to you with interest!"

Qianhuan didn't make a sound, urging soul power to repair its body while running toward the Blessing Pond in front of the Mitian Temple.

The Shadow Dragon chased relentlessly, its speed absurdly fast; Jiaotu even had to use the city area terrain to hinder its progress, otherwise it would have been caught up long ago.

Miaozhantian, who was temporarily neglected, didn't stay idle either, sweeping past behind the two.

He knew what Qianhuan wanted to do: exit the sea of consciousness! As the master of this world, why did it have to stay and fight the Shadow Dragon to the death? It would be better to exit, heal its wounds, and then come back to find the two of them.

By then, if the Shadow Dragon had no target, would it come to catch Miaozhantian? Nine out of ten it would.

The Shadow Dragon couldn't get out, but Miaozhantian had a great opportunity! The world in the Mirage Immortal's hand was indistinguishable from true and false; even Miaozhantian couldn't find a second exit here; if he could follow Qianhuan and escape, at least he could avoid the Shadow Dragon's attack.

He was clearly full of divine power and divine arts, yet forced to use only soul power to fight; this feeling was too stifling.

If he could get out a step ahead of Qianhuan, Miaozhantian would have more room to act.

In the blink of an eye, he had calculated the abacus, judged Qianhuan's destination, and rushed toward the Mitian Temple on his own.

The Shadow Dragon didn't chase him, so he didn't need to run in a roundabout way and just walked in a straight line.

And Qianhuan spent a few more breaths of time before rushing to the front of the Mitian Temple.

The Blessing Pond was still rippling, and the broken stone head of the Mitian statue lay on the ground, its cold eyes facing them, as if mocking them both at the same time.

Qianhuan had no time to look at it; rushing over this way, it had several more wounds on its body. Relying on its small size, it entered the small door of the temple's side hall; the tall and solid temple wall could slightly delay the Shadow Dragon's footsteps.

Then it fled to the side of the Blessing Pond and plunged in.

A second before entering the water, it saw a shadow rushing over from the side, also wanting to enter the water.

It was Miaozhantian!

He had arrived a step early and was waiting here, waiting for Qianhuan to open the external passage.

Both sides were one after the other, with a time difference of less than half a breath.

If Qianhuan could get out, even if there were some obstacles in the middle, Miaozhantian could kick it open and get out! He was very confident.