Chapter 1860: The Power of a Great Heavenly Demon

The originally indestructible west city wall and east city wall began to peel off layer by layer from top to bottom, stones and gray rocks falling into the sea, instantly swallowed by the seawater.

This place was, after all, different from reality; the destruction of Panlong Isolated City was progressive, collapsing bit by bit.

Only the South Gate Tower stood as before. It originally faced the Panlong Wasteland, being the first and most solid barrier to face enemies and protect the people.

But Miaozhantian knew that it wouldn't be able to hold on in the end.

An isolated wall is hard to support.

He didn't know exactly what kind of treasure this was, but He was secretly shocked by the solidity of Panlong Isolated City.

What exactly did this isolated city in the sea of consciousness represent? Was it the law power that Qianhuan had been obsessed with comprehending before his death? What kind of law was it, so difficult to deal with?

Miaozhantian was also somewhat tempted. Once the isolated city was swallowed by the seawater and He took the sea of consciousness as His own, perhaps this secret would belong to Him.

The secret that Qianhuan had sought for sixty years must have a very heavy weight.

At this moment, the sea surface became increasingly violent, and the aftermath of Qianhuan's death began to spread in the sea of consciousness.

The water level kept rising; the waves were originally below the cliff rocks, but now they rose higher and higher, beginning to slap against the gate of Panlong Isolated City! Once the seawater surged into the city, the collapse of the isolated city would naturally accelerate.

He even heard the sound of waves, already outside the city gate.

Miaozhantian breathed a light sigh of relief, preparing to welcome the moment of arrival.

The wind in the sea of consciousness didn't know when it had begun to increase, blowing His hair into a dance.

Once He got out, heh, He would kill all the Illusion Sect members in the Inverted Sea, including those dozen or so troublemakers surnamed He, to vent the hatred in His heart!

After a while.

After another while.

The sound of waves remained, but the waves didn't rush into the city through the cracks in the south gate.

Instead, the wind force was stronger.

What was going on? Miaozhantian immediately felt something was wrong, jumping two steps onto the city wall and looking down.

Why had Panlong Isolated City delayed being swallowed by the seawater? Because a giant red shadow was carrying it on its back, lifting it out of the sea! Panlong Isolated City itself was a magnificent majestic city, but this red shadow's bulk was even larger, almost like land in the sea.

Its back was truly too wide; Miaozhantian couldn't see its overall shape, only knowing that this thing definitely had no fins.

It just carried Panlong Isolated City, floating in the sea of consciousness, and apart from that, there was no other movement.

"Hundun!" Miaozhantian, in shock, slowly said its name.

This kind of majestic and desolate aura, this kind of vast and profound existence, He had only felt on the Dragon God.

But this thing was definitely not the Dragon God, so there was only one possibility left.

"Great Fang Hu, sure enough, it's you playing tricks!"

Miaozhantian gritted His teeth.

Hundun's lifting delayed the time of Panlong Isolated City's collapse, but it only went as far as delaying.

The Shadow Dragon guarding the isolated city had been defeated, and the secret protected by the solid city and high walls would inevitably be revealed.

It was just a matter of time.

But Hundun's sudden appearance still gave Him a very bad premonition.

This was a variable.

After consecutive great battles and being heavily injured, what Miaozhantian hated most was variables! Just at this moment, He heard some strange noises coming from the city, as if broken tiles and wood in the ruins were being moved.

Miaozhantian turned His head immediately.

Panlong Isolated City had already collapsed halfway, and the buildings were all leaning, the ground full of broken walls and wood. The Fortune Pool in front of the Lady Mitian God Temple was also covered by the collapsed high walls of the main hall.

The sound came from this broken wall.

It shook a few times, as if something was striking from underneath, and then with a *clack*, it flew out, breaking into two pieces in mid-air.

The Fortune Pool revealed most of its water surface, and Miaozhantian's pupils also narrowed slightly, because something had drilled out!

This place wasn't even Qianhuan's sea of consciousness; to emerge from the Fortune Pool, one first had to pass through the channel blocked by the Great Fang Hu Hundun.

That is to say—

Was it He Xiao's group?

However, the monster that jumped out of the Fortune Pool next was somewhat beyond His expectations.

This thing had a human face and a sheep's body, the face even having whiskers, growing two horns, and a mouth full of sharp teeth. Its size was less than a zhang tall, its body slender, like a slimmed-down version of a Mount Qilin, but its claws were not like a lion or tiger's but like a zombie's, the finger joints thick and the nails very sharp.

This appearance was very special, like a combination of a sheep and a human. Miaozhantian recognized it at a glance, blurting out: "Paoxiao?"

The one let in by the Great Fang Hu—how could it be such a thing? Where did it come from?

And this thing wasn't entirely like the Paoxiao in His memory; it also grew a ghost face on its chest and on both sides of its waist and abdomen, and there were some small eyes embedded on its body, of various sizes and models, some round pupils, some vertical pupils, blinking from time to time, looking both eerie and malicious.

The Paoxiao also saw Him at a glance, but didn't rush over directly, instead patrolling two steps by the Fortune Pool, as if waiting for something.

Did it have companions? Soon, a second figure jumped out of the Fortune Pool.

This was a familiar face: Xiao Wencheng.

Miaozhantian was somewhat surprised but stood on the city wall, looking down from a high position: "Xiao Wencheng, you actually colluded with He Xiao; you truly are worthy of your Immortal Venerable."

Anyone who could emerge from the Fortune Pool must have obtained the Great Fang Hu's permission. It could be seen that the remaining two forces in the Inverted Sea had already joined forces to deal with Him.

Thinking about it carefully, this was also logical. All living creatures had the instinct to protect themselves.

Xiao Wencheng didn't make a sound.

Miaozhantian followed up by throwing out an olive branch: "As long as you help me deal with He Xiao, I will not only spare your life, but the Heavenly Palace will also seal you as the Guardian True Monarch, with incense and spiritual energy offerings continuous. You will never again have to live in the Inverted Sea, managing these useless worldly affairs!"

Forced by the situation, His words were exceptionally earnest.

Although they were all advancing toward the city wall, that Paoxiao always lagged one step behind Xiao Wencheng. He keenly sensed that its will to fight wasn't that firm. If He could handle Xiao Wencheng, this Paoxiao might not be a big problem.

If He had said these words to Xiao Wencheng a quarter of an hour ago, the latter might have been shaken. After all, with Qianhuan dead, the first thing Xiao Wencheng thought about was how he could survive.

However, times had changed. He He Lingchuan had analyzed the pros and cons for him beforehand and prepared him, so Xiao Wencheng's heart-throb only lasted for an instant before being awakened by reality.

With the Blood Demon and He He Lingchuan on the side, he could still fight Miaozhantian now. As long as they won, everything would be fine; why bet on whether the enemy would be merciful? So he flipped his hand, and the Jumang Golden Sword was already in his grasp.

The Paoxiao roared at him, and only he could understand:

"Where is the person surnamed He?"

Xiao Wencheng's gaze flickered.

Both of them jumped into the Haoyuan Golden Mirror almost at the same time; why hadn't He He Lingchuan appeared yet?

Could it be that this brat had stirred him and the Blood Demon to come in and fight, while he himself shrank back to watch from the sidelines?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1861 =====