Chapter 1853: Irredeemable

Jumang flashed brilliantly once more, its light flaring, causing even Zhu Zhu Xiuer to retract several of her eyes. Afterward, the light retracted, and the golden flames across the sky vanished without a trace.

The Jumang Sword returned almost along its original path, *clanging* as it stabbed into the ground, the hilt shaking incessantly.

With the golden light extinguished, it looked like nothing more than an ordinary fine sword.

Several wisps of smoke still coiled around the blade, red and black intertwined, stubborn and refusing to leave, until Xiao Wencheng pulled the sword out, at which point they drifted away and dissipated.

"What kind of ghost thing is this!" Can Origin Power and Karma intertwine? Xiao Wencheng's face turned pale; this strike had also consumed a great deal for him.

He looked again at the black-armored figure He He Lingchuan had transformed into, who had also been knocked back three zhang. Every footprint left on the ground flashed with dark red light, as if magma had just been poured onto the ground.

That was the Mang Poison left on him by the Jumang Divine Bird; an ordinary person would turn to ash upon contact.

The Clang-Dragon Armor also showed battle damage for the first time; parts of the scales on the shoulders, arms, and legs had been melted, hissing with black smoke, but the runes on the armor plates had become even brighter.

Amidst the bated breath of the crowd, He He Lingchuan slowly stood straight, backhanding a flourish with his blade, his low voice coming from beneath the mask:

"Ancient immortals, nothing more than this!"

He had successfully withstood everything! Judging by his voice, he wasn't even heavily injured. Zhu Zhu Xiuer breathed a sigh of relief, and the Black Armor Army was greatly encouraged.

On the Clang-Dragon Armor, a dark shadow swam out from the heart scales, as if a snake were wriggling beneath the scales, patrolling around the damaged plates. With every circle it made, the damaged area shrank a little.

This was the armor repairing itself.

The situation before them had undergone a subtle change. Elder Ning was dead, the Blood Demon had slipped away, and only Xiao Wencheng, a great Illusion Sect powerhouse, remained on the scene. But he was facing a Spider Immortal, three powerful demon puppets, and He He Lingchuan, whose depth was truly unfathomable!

Previously, he hadn't believed He He Lingchuan could withstand Jumang's powerful strike; now, he had to re-evaluate his opponent.

Just at this moment, another strange change occurred! Blue light suddenly shot up from the direction of the Kidney Lake, flashing and then vanishing! The five Shenxi meteorites immediately stopped rotating.

The Divine Fire Barrier had shattered once again.

Almost at the same time, He He Lingchuan received the synchronization from the Haoyuan Golden Mirror: the restriction of the Divine Fire Barrier on it had vanished! It could once again freely locate, allowing its master to come and go at will.

He He Lingchuan let out a long laugh, the Haoyuan Golden Mirror unfolding behind everyone:

"Go!"

Xiao Wencheng wielded his sword, wanting to keep He He Lingchuan, but He He Lingchuan took two steps back facing him, the mirror opening perfectly behind his back.

He waved at Xiao Wencheng, and then vanished along with the mirror.

Zhu Zhu Xiuer and the Black Armor Army didn't delay, leaving at the same time.

"Damn it!" Xiao Wencheng was so angry he stamped his feet.

The brat had run away; catching him later would be harder than ascending to heaven.

A chill ran through his heart, and a terrifying thought suddenly emerged:

Was there even a "later"?

Panlong Isolated City.

The South Gate Square looked as if it had been plowed seven or eight times; not a single standing tree remained.

The Shadow Dragon's front claw was broken, its left eye blinded, a large chunk of its ribs missing, and its waistline had shrunk to half its original size. Every time it crawled, stone debris would fall off.

There was also a deep laceration on the back of its neck; for a living creature, this would be a fatal wound, and it should have been gushing blood.

However, the Shadow Dragon could still move and could still fight Qianhuan to the death.

The resentment and malice that He He Lingchuan released from the lonely city of Panlong was once the belief that supported the Shadow Dragon in taking its last breath while alive, and therefore it was incomparably stubborn, vowing not to stop until its goal was reached.

In life, it hated the dragon race; even when hunted by the Black Dragon, it hadn't given up on stirring up trouble. In death, it remained just as stubborn. For sixty years, Qianhuan had tried every means to torture it, and it was determined to pay him back in kind.

The current Shadow Dragon was not only berserk but also craftier, knowing how to surround and intercept; it was more than two or three times as difficult to deal with as before. Since the Divine Fire Barrier had shattered again and He Xiao could use the Haoyuan Golden Mirror to escape, Qianhuan understood that the shortcut wouldn't work.

There was only one way left for him to leave Panlong Isolated City: completely defeat the Shadow Dragon and dissolve this isolated city! This task was too arduous, especially with Miaozhantian waiting for an opportunity on the sidelines. No matter how intense the battle, Qianhuan had to keep one eye on Him.

Although Qianhuan hated that Miaozhantian had sent people to dig up the Iron Lotus Lamp and ruin his plans, he still had to swallow his pride and use profit to lure Him: "Don't you want a body of a True Immortal? I can help you get one. I can even help you get endless Nightmare Qi and the remnant Godhead of Lady Mitian!"

"Lady Mitian's Godhead?" Miaozhantian was indeed startled. "Lady Mitian fell long ago; how can His God of Death Godhead still be in the human world?"

"You didn't find it in the Demon Realm, did you? Then it's in the human world!" Qianhuan gritted his teeth. "Lady Mitian's Godhead was obtained from your ancient gods! With this Godhead, your power could contend with the Lingxu Holy Venerable!"

The Demon Realm originally had three ancient gods, governing Life, Death, and Fate. After each of them fell, parts of their Godheads were acquired by new gods.

And the so-called "new gods" were the later-generation Heavenly Demons represented by the Lingxu Holy Venerable.

This bait was thrown out, and it would be a lie to say Miaozhantian wasn't tempted. But He also knew that this old clam's mouth was definitely very tight; He wouldn't be able to get any content out of Him unless He made major concessions.

He didn't refuse immediately, instead thinking for a long time.

This demeanor was learned from He Xiao.

That fellow seemed very adept at making people so angry they smoked from their seven orifices.

Qianhuan naturally couldn't wait, urging Him several times, until Miaozhantian finally said slowly: "Forget it, I'm not greedy; I just need to kill you!"

After killing Qianhuan, the rewards He could get would be rich enough, and His status in the God Realm would be stable enough; why covet some illusory God of Death Godhead?

What one can get immediately is the best.

Not being greedy was one of the fine qualities that allowed Him to become the third-in-command of the Lingxu gods.

Qianhuan was indeed so angry he wanted to vomit blood, but He could do nothing to Him, having to concentrate his spirit on killing the Shadow Dragon.

Things had reached this point; apart from killing this thing as quickly as possible, He could find no other way to leave Panlong Isolated City.

It was ironic; a hundred and fifty or sixty years ago, He had been obsessed with getting the Great Expansion Heavenly Pearl; now, He wished He could throw away this hot potato.

Miaozhantian hid on the side to watch the show, and the more He watched, the more shocked He became, because Qianhuan had made up his mind to end the battle quickly, his figure suddenly growing a size larger, his attack power also increasing compared to before.

This old schemer, don't look at how miserable He was before the Shadow Dragon; He had actually reserved some strength! This hidden trump card was originally intended to deal with Miaozhantian, right? Qianhuan finally held nothing back, immediately fighting the Shadow Dragon to a draw. The buildings near the southern square of Panlong Isolated City were all leveled by these two fighting dragons, dust flying everywhere.

As time passed, the Shadow Dragon gradually weakened.

It only had consumption and no replenishment; Qianhuan had already ground it down for sixty years, and the Shadow Dragon was long past its peak state.

Although its attack power had greatly increased after taking back the resentment energy, it also made its consumption greater and faster.

The red light in the Shadow Dragon's single eye had dimmed.

This was an important sign that it was about to reach its limit!

The moment Qianhuan saw this, He immediately became spirited.

As long as He killed the Shadow Dragon, He could get out! Miaozhantian, He Xiao—He would kill them all!

Before His thought was finished, three cold glints suddenly struck from the left.

Qianhuan, in mid-air, urgently tilted, barely avoiding two points, but the last spike pierced his ribs, making him grimace in pain.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Miaozhantian rushing over! After watching from the sidelines for so long, He had finally decided to enter the fray.

His arch-enemy was covered in wounds, the Shadow Dragon was shedding powder all over, and it looked like it was about to fail; His timing was perfect.

He must never let Qianhuan kill the Shadow Dragon first; otherwise, once this old clam's primordial spirit returned to the sea of consciousness, the next one to be unlucky would be Him, Miaozhantian.

Qianhuan was not surprised at all, turning around and pouncing toward Him.

He had long known that Miaozhantian was waiting for this moment. It was hateful that the dust was about to settle, yet He was helpless.

He could only fight for his life.

He He Lingchuan and the others used the Haoyuan Golden Mirror to shift several times, playing hide-and-seek with Xiao Wencheng, making the Illusion Sect immortal jump with anxiety.

This group of people was craftier than loaches; without the barrier's restriction, Xiao Wencheng simply couldn't catch them.

Dong Rui and the Ghost Ape had just emerged from the mirror, finding themselves on the shore of the Inverted Lake. There was a large cliff protruding outward here, and they were under the cliff. Xiao Wencheng, looking down at the sand table, couldn't easily find these sesame-seed-sized dots.

Zhu Zhu Xiuer criticized him: "You were too slow in pulling out the barrier's formation eye!"

Otherwise, the Haoyuan Golden Mirror would have come out earlier, and He He Lingchuan wouldn't have had to take Xiao Wencheng's sword strike head-on.

Dong Rui kept a straight face: "There wasn't just Liu Qingdao there; if I had acted earlier, you wouldn't be able to see me now."

Zhu Zhu Xiuer moved her front claws: "What do you mean, the Illusion Sect still has experts?"

Counting them all, the strong people of the Illusion Sect who could fight had all come to catch He He Lingchuan; only Liu Qingdao had gone to guard the bottom of the Kidney Lake because his injuries were relatively heavy.

Could it be that Qianhuan had extra external manifestations?

"I was just about to summon Number 66 over, but Number 66 was working quite well with you." Dong Rui took the small Red Rabbit out of his bosom; it looked even smaller. After being struck by Xiao Wencheng's whisk, the time limit hadn't passed, and it couldn't return to its original form. "As a result, someone else got there first."

He He Lingchuan smiled slightly. Just when they were trading blows with the Illusion Sect, someone couldn't hold back and had designs on the formation eye at the bottom of the lake? In the Inverted Sea, who else could be so concerned about his life and death, besides the companions by his side, except, uh—

"Miaozhantian and Bai Bai Ziqi?"

"Right, the Heavenly Demon and Demon Immortal under Miaozhantian came over and fought quite fiercely with Liu Qingdao." The three great experts were fighting to the death, and Dong Rui only had a Snail Toad by his side, so he could only watch the battle first. "Liu Qingdao really has some skills; even with his own heavy injuries, he could still beat the Heavenly Palace's Demon Immortal into heavy injury. Later, I saw they couldn't spare a hand, so I let the Snail Toad sneak to break open the crystal at the bottom of the lake and dug out the Iron Lotus Lamp!"

Having said that, he took out the lotus lamp from his bosom, looking smug.

The blue pearl inside had been dug out and thrown away by him, so this lotus lamp was purely a relic of the Shenxi True Monarch. Qianhuan's modification of it was only used to prop up the barrier, so it wasn't as difficult to dig out as the formation eye that served as the Divine Fire Array earlier. ===== CHAPTER 1854 =====