Chapter 2208: The Opening of the Slaughter Ban: Boundless Heaven

"But you also know that the biggest obstacle to taking Xiluo is Between Between Between Beijia," Zhong Shengguang said in a deep voice. "We can seize Xiluo, but it's better to send troops later than earlier, to take it later than sooner."

With that settled, no one else insisted.

Because Zhong Shengguang had made it clear, Panlongcheng would take Xiluo—it was only a matter of time.

Facing such a colossal entity as Between Between Between Beijia, shouldn't we discuss strategic methods?

After further discussion, they dispersed.

Zhong Shengguang glanced at He Lingchuan, who immediately understood.

A quarter of an hour later, He Lingchuan went to Zhong Shengguang's office.

Zhong Shengguang had already returned. Upon meeting, he asked: "What do you think of the changes in Xiluo?"

He Lingchuan understood his meaning and replied at once: "It's our great opportunity, but I don't know who the mastermind behind it is."

"Don't you think it's Between Between Between Beijia?"

"Between Between Between Beijia gains no real benefit from it," He Lingchuan added. "It benefits the demons, but not necessarily Between Between Between Beijia—on the contrary, it brings it much trouble. It's currently locked in fierce battle with the Lingshan forces to the east and should dislike sudden changes on the western front."

"Well said, that's the reasoning."

He Lingchuan observed his expression and felt a stir: "Could it be you know who the mastermind is?"

Zhong Shengguang did not answer, but rose to close the door, then cast a ward, and even produced a demon eye to scan the room thoroughly, confirming no eavesdropping divine abilities or tiny creatures existed.

This demon eye is only used during secret military councils in Panlongcheng. Seeing it, He Lingchuan knew Zhong Shengguang's next words would be of great importance.

After confirming everything was normal in the room, Zhong Shengguang put away the demon eye and said something utterly irrelevant—yet shocking:

"Lady Lady Lady Mitian's true form will soon descend. If swift, in half a month; at the latest, within one or two months!"

He Lingchuan's heart leapt violently.

Has this moment finally arrived?

Usually composed, his throat felt slightly dry. "When?"

"Lady Lady Lady Mitian may have sensed our intentions. Red General hinted to me that she can feel Lady Lady Lady Mitian's ill will." Because of Lady Lady Lady Mitian's multiple divine descents, Red General shares some sensory connection with her—what is called a soul resonance—allowing her to occasionally sense Lady Lady Lady Mitian's emotional shifts. This feeling is profoundly subtle, indescribable.

He Lingchuan nodded. Our side calculates against Lady Lady Lady Mitian, and Lady Lady Lady Mitian naturally won't be easy to deal with.

Zhong Shengguang pointed to the sky: "According to the news I received, over a month ago, Lady Lady Lady Mitian unleashed a massacre in the upper realms, joining forces with Sharili Tian to slay a true god, gravely wound another true god, kill seventeen follower gods, and sixty-nine attendant gods—ordinary divine beings, countless in number. The gods of Lingxu were enraged and hunted her throughout the demon realm."

Upon hearing this, He Lingchuan knew it boded ill: "To slaughter so recklessly, he must have prepared a retreat."

And what better retreat than descending to the human world?

"Before leaving, Mr. Xin said that in the past, demons occasionally suffered sudden deaths, which the Lingxu gods suspected were Lady Lady Lady Mitian's doing, since the slain demons had all participated in the Three Saints God War. But no evidence was ever found." Zhong Shengguang's face was grave. "This time, Lady Lady Lady Mitian has torn her face open and launched a direct slaughter—clearly, she no longer intends to remain in the demon realm."

"In fifteen days, another surge of Emperor's Flow Essence will occur." He Lingchuan counted the days. "In a little over a month, the Emperor's Flow Essence triggered by Lady Lady Lady Mitian's massacre will begin to erupt, and the total volume will be considerable."

"Abundant spiritual energy benefits activity in the human world." Lady Lady Lady Mitian's slaughter of her kin is not merely venting anger or seeking revenge—it also creates a more relaxed environment for her own activities in the lower realms.

Two benefits in one.

Lady Lady Lady Mitian's actions and the human world's conditions objectively confirm Red General's premonition. The most critical question is:

"When will she descend in her true form?"

"Probably not during the Emperor's Flow Essence eruption." He Lingchuan pondered. "Since Lady Lady Lady Mitian is guarding against us, she must know we are most vigilant during that night."

"I asked Red General—she estimates her body can now withstand seventy percent of Lady Lady Lady Mitian's power, long-term!" Zhong Shengguang's expression was stern. "The growth of heavenly and earthly spiritual energy is too rapid; even if she wishes to suppress it, Lady Lady Lady Mitian will intermittently inspect, so her cultivation still rises too fast."

If another family's daughter advanced this quickly, which parent wouldn't beam with joy? Only he, this old father, wears a face full of sorrow.

He Lingchuan also felt a heavy weight in his heart.

Lady Lady Lady Mitian can now descend with seventy percent of her power! To her, Red General's body is already nearly perfect—almost capable of handling any unexpected event in the human world. As for the remaining thirty percent, it can temporarily reside in the Great Vase.

Though the entire Panlong territory flourishes, the crisis facing Red General and Panlongcheng is already imminent!

"Once Lady Lady Lady Mitian's true form descends, what will happen to Red General herself?"

Zhong Shengguang said solemnly: "Even if not devoured, she may never see daylight again."

Now, Lady Lady Lady Mitian occasionally descends as a divine avatar, and Red General remains mostly herself; but once her true form descends, it will be a constant occupation of this body—what chance does Red General's soul have to appear?

"Panlongcheng may face a catastrophe of overturned skies."

Red General and Panlongcheng work in harmony—this territory grows ever better. But if Lady Lady Lady Mitian descends and acts solely by her own will, who could stop her?

He Lingchuan stared at Zhong Shengguang, knowing that after Lady Lady Lady Mitian's true form descends to the lower realms, Zhong Shengguang's death may well follow.

The things he wishes to do, Zhong Shengguang likely does not approve of.

Without eliminating Zhong Shengguang, true control over Panlongcheng and the Great Wind Army cannot be achieved.

Just look at Lady Lady Lady Mitian's violent conduct in the upper realms over the past month—we know her actions in the human world will carry no psychological burden whatsoever.

He Lingchuan could sense Zhong Shengguang's ambition and anguish.

Back then, sacrificing his daughter to welcome Lady Lady Lady Mitian was his decision. Though Zhong Wuhuan also expressed willingness, and though it was then unavoidable, he still bears the immense risk of losing his daughter and bringing calamity upon the world.

At this moment, any words of comfort would be pale and hollow—moreover, what matters now is not comfort, but strategy.

"What about the Bright Lamp Bowl?"

"It's already refined and ready for use at any moment." The Bright Lamp Bowl is Zhong Shengguang's contingency against Lady Lady Lady Mitian's divine descent.

He Lingchuan let out a slight sigh of relief.

"Now that it's come to this, I won't hide it from you." Zhong Shengguang walked to the table's edge and sat down slowly, his tone both relieved and anguished: "Wuhuan's cultivation progress is astonishing—unparalleled in history—but she is ultimately a human soul, young in years, and utterly incapable of opposing Lady Lady Lady Mitian, this ancient god-demon!"

Lady Lady Lady Mitian is a true god of the demon realm, dreaded even by the Lingxu Holy Sovereign, and bears the title "God of War"—she once easily defeated Zhenhuan True Person, leaving him fleeing in disarray. The resilience of her soul—need I say that even the twenty-something Zhong Wuhuan, let alone Zhong Shengguang plus He Lingchuan combined, could never match her?

Yet Zhong Shengguang still insists on fighting—proving he has confidence in something.

"Can the Bright Lamp Bowl counter her?" He Lingchuan knew this secret too must now be revealed.