Chapter 2242: Gods' Duel

If he failed, the outcome would be unthinkable.

If He Lingchuan misjudged the situation and fell into Lady Lady Lady Mitian's vast trap, using the Bright Lamp prematurely would awaken the Black Dragon ahead of time!

One must know that at this time, the one occupying General Hong's body was merely Lady Lady Lady Mitian's avatar, not his true body. If the Black Dragon exerted its power, at most it would kill Lady Lady Lady Mitian's avatar, yet it could not kill the main target, Lady Lady Lady Mitian's true body.

And once the Black Dragon awakened, it could only return to the Great Square Pot.

The last time it successfully infiltrated, Zhong Wuhuan was still in his mother's womb. The Dragon God utilized the laws of the fetal mist, forcibly dispersing itself into energy form, which allowed it to lie dormant for a long time.

This time, there was no fetal mystery BUG to let it get stuck again.

The Dragon God and humans are, after all, two completely different species; once it awakened its self-awareness, it could not occupy Zhong Wuhuan's sea of consciousness for a long time.

Even ordinary ghosts and evil spirits that possess people were human in life.

Only the Heavenly Demon, this strange extraterrestrial creature, is an exception.

And there is Lady Lady Lady Mitian's mark in Zhong Wuhuan's sea of consciousness; after he escapes this mortal peril, he will choose another time to make a comeback!

When that time comes, whether it is she herself or Panlongcheng, both will have to endure Lady Lady Lady Mitian's supreme wrath!

This is what Panlongcheng least wishes to see.

Xu Shichu subconsciously glanced at He Lingchuan once more; General Hu Yi truly could keep his composure!

If it were himself, upon seeing the great fireball invade General Hong, he would have already thrown out the Bright Lamp.

Shameful; he was decades older than General Hu Yi in vain, yet his adaptability and decisiveness in handling matters still fell short of the other.

Now he finally deeply understood why Zhong Shengguang entrusted Panlongcheng's fate to He Lingchuan, and not to him, Xu Shichu.

As expected, the King has a discerning eye for people.

Just then, Hu Yan suddenly said in a low voice to He Lingchuan: "General, quickly look at General Hong!"

Under everyone's gaze, blood flowed from General Hong's mouth and nose!

It was golden-red blood.

The battle between the Dragon God and Lady Lady Lady Mitian, was it this intense right from the start?

No, that's not right; the flow of time inside the sea of consciousness is completely different from the outside world; no one can judge how long this war has lasted in General Hong's sea of consciousness.

He Lingchuan stepped closer to Xu Shichu's side, patted his own chest, where a round, smooth treasure pearl was hidden — the Great Expansion Heavenly Pearl.

Then, he lightly patted Xu Shichu's shoulder three times, muttering words under his breath.

The scene in Xu Shichu's eyes suddenly changed.

From his perspective, steam rose from General Hong's body and spread in all directions; before long it permeated the lake surface.

Mist surged and rolled over the County Magistrate Lake surface, completely concealing General Hong himself from view.

Here mist and vapor crisscrossed; at a glance it resembled a primordial world, also like a jungle after rain. He Lingchuan even felt this was somewhat like the Mist Valley inside the Great Square Pot.

But the mist vapor was actually divided into three colors: red, black, gold.

Under the sunlight, they intertwined with each other, devouring each other.

But apart from that, the living people on the battlefield on the shore, He Lingchuan and Xu Shichu could still observe in detail.

Xu Shichu's eyes were full of shock: "Here, here, could it be..."

He Lingchuan nodded and said in a low voice: "It is General Hong's sea of consciousness!"

The Great Expansion Heavenly Pearl he borrowed from Panlongcheng's south wall indeed broadcast the battle of the gods inside General Hong's sea of consciousness for the two of them!

The mist sea world and the real battlefield overlapped and coincided, yet ran parallel without conflict.

Both sides were engaged in life-and-death struggle, but each fought their own war, without interfering with the other. This scene was truly bizarre and fantastical.

He Lingchuan had once witnessed Miao Zhantian's decisive battle with him in True Person Qianhuan's sea of consciousness, and had also cracked the difficult problems posed by the Destiny Godhead in his own sea of consciousness world; therefore he knew that no matter how heart-stirring a great battle occurring in a sea of consciousness might be, others simply cannot intervene or help.

The plan to counter Lady Lady Lady Mitian actually had three key points.

First, refining the Bright Lamp; this was Zhong Shengguang's task;

Second, using the Bright Lamp well; this was He Lingchuan's task;

Third, striking to defeat the Great Heavenly Demon; and this was the Dragon God and Zhong Wuhuan's task!

Three major links; no one could fulfill another's role.

Zhong Shengguang and He Lingchuan had both completed their tasks perfectly; the next, most important step, could only depend on the Dragon God now.

A female voice rang out in the sea of consciousness world, also echoing in the two men's ears: "I thought there was some heaven-and-earth net here, hehe, turns out it's merely a wisp of the Black Dragon's remnant soul! Wait until I swallow your soul and this little girl's soul in one gulp, then go punish that group of traitors in Panlongcheng!"

He Lingchuan and Xu Shichu both found it very familiar; this was Lady Lady Lady Mitian's voice!

Lady Lady Lady Mitian's words actually voiced the hidden worry in He Lingchuan's heart.

If it were the Dragon God at its peak, He Lingchuan would be fully confident. Because in this world, there probably wouldn't be a more reliable existence than him.

However, the Dragon God's main soul has already fully merged with the Great Square Pot, with only a wisp of its divine soul using the fetal mystery to infiltrate and hide in Zhong Wuhuan's divine sense.

The opponent, however, is Lady Lady Lady Mitian's true body, the fully armed Demon Realm War God, the Lady Lady Lady Mitian who descended into the human world almost unscathed using the demonic qi of a thousand Punishment Dragon Pillars!

Can the Dragon God really defeat him? Although he had received assurance from Zhong Shengguang beforehand, and knew he had no choice but to trust the Dragon God, He Lingchuan's heart still beat like a drum.

He and Xu Shichu looked at each other, both seeing the heavy and solemn look in the other's eyes.

If the Dragon God lost, never mind how Lady Lady Lady Mitian would deal with Panlongcheng afterward; I'm afraid he, He Lingchuan, wouldn't survive today!

Would the enraged Lady Lady Lady Mitian spare him?

In the Panlong World, He Lingchuan had long since lost his death-exemption medal.

Therefore, the victory or defeat of this battle of the Dragon God also determined He Lingchuan's life and death.

Xu Shichu clenched his fists: "Good job, Wuhuan, teaming up with the Dragon God."

Observing closely, one could discover that the black and gold mists coexisted peacefully, not harming each other, even joining forces to pincer the dense red mist.

Obviously the black mist was the Dragon God, the gold mist was Zhong Wuhuan, and the red mist naturally was Lady Lady Lady Mitian.

The battle of the three in General Hong's sea of consciousness manifested in the outside world as the confrontation between the three-colored mists!

But why is this scene different from the sea of consciousness great battle with Qianhuan?

The reason may be twofold:

First, the Great Expansion Heavenly Pearl's cultivation at this time was not yet complete, unlike later generations when it projected in high definition, allowing viewers to clearly see the forms of the True Person of Myriad Illusions and Miao Zhantian;

Second, the Red General's sea of consciousness may be just like this.

The so-called "sea of consciousness" varies from person to person. Is not this vast, smoky sea before us also like an ocean shrouded in thick fog?

And the black mist quickly condensed into a dragon shape amidst its turbulence — long-bodied, thick and mighty, though not as impressive as what He Lingchuan had seen before in the Great Square Pot Illusion,

yet it still made the two onlookers feel the overwhelming dragon's might.

The red light condensed into a figure opposite, but it was extremely blurry.

It was completely different from the statues inside the Maitreya Temple, yet both understood that this was probably Maitreya's true form!

Though the black and red mists were powerful, the golden mist was stubborn and tenacious, seizing every gap to fill each corner, striving to occupy the space held by the red mist.