Chapter 2241: Mission Accomplished!

The Jin Guang hid among the branches and leaves; not to mention that no one paid it any heed during the great battle, even if a few happened to look up, they would only take its radiance for sunlight filtering down from the sky.

How did it come to be here?

The previous giant fireball was blindingly dazzling; no one could look straight at it, everyone had to turn away and shut their eyes.

This light ball had just split off from the giant fireball and hidden inside a passing banyan tree. Everyone's attention was drawn to the giant fireball, so conversely no one noticed its appearance.

But the distance between it and the Red General was only five zhang. Or rather, the Red General had been closing in on it all along.

The moment He Lingchuan engaged the Tushan God, the Jin Guang moved.

Fishing in troubled waters — that is not He Lingchuan's exclusive skill.

But it also hadn't expected He Lingchuan to cut down the Tushan God so swiftly — or rather, that the Tushan God was so useless, he actually couldn't withstand a single exchange with He Lingchuan!

The situation was no longer under control.

But things having come to this, the light ball had already shown itself; it could only accelerate and pounce at the Red General.

Today's move was an all-or-nothing gamble; only victory was permitted, not defeat.

There was no second path to take.

The Great Wind Army guards beside the Red General had only just sensed something amiss when it had already pounced right beside the Red General.

"What thing is this!" The guard was fast; he slashed backhand with a saber.

Who knew the Red General directly struck him flying.

The next second, the light ball plunged straight onto the Red General.

A sudden change at close quarters; everyone was greatly shocked.

But they saw the light ball pass through her body, and the Red General — or rather, Maitian — both eyes suddenly blazed with golden light. She had struck the guard flying and was about to withdraw her arm, but this motion suddenly froze, the expression on her face abruptly twisting as if enduring immense pain, her arm suddenly trembling.

Whether the Red General who led troops to war, or the Great Heavenly Demon of unmatched momentum, such an anomaly appearing on either was inconceivable.

Xu Shichu also saw it; he abruptly hurled the object in his hand at Maitian's forehead.

Zhong Wuhen is still alive, Zhong Wuhen is still resisting, currently contending with Maitian for control of this body!

This was the pact between the Red General and He Lingchuan: once Maitian's "true body" descended, she would surely resist to the death.

This is absolutely no easy feat; Maitian's brand exists in Zhong Wuhen's sea of consciousness. Her resisting Maitian is like a slave rebelling against a master — inevitably suffering strict suppression and punishment from the power of the brand.

Moreover, how could her personal divine soul compare to the Demon Realm's War God?

But she must resist.

She is the Red General; how could she kneel and submit silently, then be annihilated in the enemy's hands?

Xu Shichu is also a cultivator; this throw was extremely precise.

Maitian's gaze had not focused, yet she raised her right hand and precisely caught the thing he threw, crushing it in one grip!

With a light *ka* sound, stone powder fell.

It turned out what Xu Shichu threw was the personal jade pendant he casually pulled from his own waist.

Although this item was quite valuable, it did not count as any remarkable magic artifact.

But Maitian knew something was wrong the moment she crushed the jade pendant; at the same time, an extra figure appeared diagonally behind her, and with lightning speed, a palm struck the back of her neck!

However, this body's reaction was abnormally slow; even the protective gang qi only erupted violently a breath later, blasting the ambusher one zhang away.

Even if she could only maintain it for a few breaths, Zhong Wuhen was also desperately dragging her down.

And this blind ambusher was none other than He Lingchuan!

Maitian slowly turned her head, killing intent in her eyes astonishing; anyone she fixed her gaze on would truly feel a chill down their spine:

"You—

He Lingchuan swayed twice as he stood up; after all, Maitian's protective gang qi was too powerful, shaking him so his qi and blood churned.

But he spread his palm toward her, smiling with the relief of a heavy burden lifted:

"Mission accomplished!"

His palm wore a cloth pad, but on the cloth pad still clung a piece of silver crushed powder.

That was powder from the Bright Lamp Cup.

That strike just now, he directly smashed the Bright Lamp Cup onto the back of Maitian's neck.

The Red General wore full battle armor, but Maitian had just removed her helmet, so her neck was naturally exposed.

The Bright Lamp Cup made direct contact with her skin; the protective gang qi had no effect whatsoever.

Yes, this was the method of using the Bright Lamp Cup that Zhong Shengguang had only recently passed on to He Lingchuan.

"Kill—" Maitian only uttered two words; the golden light around her body was suddenly disturbed, and faintly black qi began to rise.

She froze straight again; in that instant, her eyes actually turned into strange vertical pupils!

Around the pupils were beautiful water-wave patterns, clear and bright like jadeite.

Xu Shichu saw this and couldn't help clutching his chest: "It finally took effect!"

He had been holding his breath all this time, not even daring to breathe. "Halt!" Several vice generals behind the Red General drew sabers and faced He Lingchuan; the surrounding Great Wind Army immediately closed in.

But everyone mostly wore blank expressions, not knowing how to act.

If it were anyone else ambushing the Red General, they would surely swarm up and hack this person into meat paste.

It just so happened the ambusher was the Tiger Wing General!

The Tiger Wing General's image in their hearts was incomparably towering; his prestige, seniority, and loyal devotion to Panlongcheng all commanded their admiration.

Just what is going on here? They were killing enemies perfectly well, so why did the two supreme commanders suddenly turn on each other?

"All of you withdraw! Your target is the Beijia army!" Xu Shichu flipped his hand and raised high a golden token, shouting sternly, "The Tiger Wing General is executing the King's secret order; the Red General is safe and sound!"

What he held was the Imperially Bestowed Gold Token; in Panlong territory it held supreme authority.

The Gold Token's red light was dense, faintly forming a dragon shape coiling around the token.

This unique scene stemmed from primordial energy projecting outward; all generals present could sense it — clearly it could not be faked.

The Great Wind soldiers looked at each other, glanced at the command token, then at General Tiger Wing, and finally slowly withdrew.

Although Dean Xu had no authority over the Great Wind Army, he was venerable and respected, held the Golden Token, and spoke of a "secret imperial decree," so the crowd dared not act rashly.

Xu Shichu was one of only two informed people on the scene; the moment he saw the strange phenomenon of Mitiān, he knew He Lingchuan's mission had already been perfectly completed:

The Bright Lamp had awakened the Black Dragon's divine soul!

A sudden turn for the better — General Tiger Wing had succeeded.

He, Xu Shichu, was old, had a bad heart, and truly could not withstand this kind of fright.

Now he finally understood: the enormous sphere of light that had previously descended upon General Hong, though imposing and grand in its arrival, was not Mitiān's true body descending, but merely another avatar!

Compared to the avatars that had descended before, its power might be somewhat greater, but in the end it was still just an avatar.

Mitiān disguised it as his true body's descent precisely to set a trap, to see clearly what trump cards Zhong Shengguang had prepared.

Perhaps he did not truly believe that General Hong and Panlongcheng possessed the power to oppose him.

But this did not prevent him from acting cautiously.

A Great Heavenly Demon who has lived for thousands of years — not a single one is an easy opponent.

Once Zhong Shengguang's trump card proved fierce, he could also retreat and come again next time.

Anyway, trying a few more times, he would succeed sooner or later.

Whereas the disadvantage of Panlongcheng and He Lingchuan lay in the fact that, to successfully ambush Mitiān, they had one and only one chance!