Chapter 2245: The Passionate Clash of Supreme Powers

He Lingchuan's heart stirred—this was the Panlong World, after all. Could it be… the Great Square Vessel is playing tricks again?

Years ago, after he used the Great Square Vessel to take away the Naluo Tian's incarnation, the sky of the Panlong World had also shown anomalies.

He had once deduced that his arrival had altered the fate of Panlong City, causing many major events to diverge from true history, and that the Great Square Vessel's power was insufficient to sustain the subsequent evolution, thus revealing its flaws.

Afterward, it took a long time for it to correct itself.

Calculating from then until now, the Divine Bone Necklace has followed He Lingchuan through countless trials, devouring innumerable rare treasures—even True Immortals and Great Heavenly Demons have tasted its bite—so it has run steadily, with no further bugs.

But He Lingchuan knows that today, the Great Square Vessel's operational difficulty is far greater than before, having absorbed too many people, geographies, events, forces, and even causal threads—it's nearly catching up to the real world.

Could this series of battles unfolding today be the final straw that breaks the Great Square Vessel, leaving it flustered and overwhelmed?

One must know: the battle at the Spirit Lake Shore, in true history, never existed at all. Moreover, Lady Lady Lady Mitian's true descent occurred years earlier than in history, and its power far surpasses that of the past.

Everything is in utter chaos.

Dragon God blesses—He Lingchuan silently prays in his heart, begging the vessel for strength, praying it won't crash at a critical moment!

Yet he also breathes a quiet sigh of relief: as long as the Cloud Cavern isn't Lady Lady Lady Mitian's doing, the Dragon God still has a decent chance of winning in the Sea of Consciousness.

He can't intervene directly—he can only lead the army to fiercely strike Wu Xianxian.

After two rounds of assault, He Lingchuan led the Panlong Army to push the front line back over thirty zhang, no longer heeding Wu Xianxian's tactical lures, turning his horse and racing toward the Red General's position on the small hill.

Because the Jin Pass Ghost Child has been wandering here, seeking to take advantage and slay the Red General.

Earlier, the Tushan God was slain by He Lingchuan in a single move; it and the Xunyu Goddess were both deeply shocked—fortunately, the Red General soon met with misfortune, or rather, Lady Lady Lady Mitian encountered trouble.

If they don't seize this rare opportunity, and if Lady Lady Lady Mitian resolves its issues and awakens, they might truly be stewed like a dish!

Thus, the Jin Pass Ghost Child's ambush has become bold and perilous, with multiple avatars coordinating, attempting twice to breach the Feng Army's defenses.

At such times, He Lingchuan especially misses Zhu Xiuer. The Cave Spider Queen's tactics are simply the bane of such high-agility fighters.

But the Jin Pass Ghost Child made a grave mistake:

Earlier, it wandered between the two armies, repeatedly leaping sideways, with ample space to maneuver;

Now, however, the Beijia Army has been pushed back thirty or forty zhang by He Lingchuan's fierce assault, and the Jin Pass Ghost Child did not retreat with it—thus, it's equivalent to a lone army deep in enemy territory!

It's like small fish left stranded on the shore after the tide recedes—no matter how much they jump, they're just flopping in the mud, highly conspicuous.

When surrounded by enemy forces on all sides, its room to maneuver shrinks.

Hu Min, Men Ban, and Shi Chonghui led the masses in encircling and suppressing it; it gradually struggled to cope, and its wounds grew ever worse.

Looking at the Xunyu Goddess, she has wasted away to a breathing skeleton—her exposed head, face, and arms resemble a bony frame thinly covered with skin, and she can no longer timely replenish the Jin Pass Ghost Child's vitality.

This is what is called "oil exhausted, lamp wick burnt out."

Her human fleshly form was inherently limited in strength and cannot withstand such immense consumption.

Under the gaze of all, she swayed twice, then suddenly collapsed and breathed her last.

A wisp of green light escaped from the corpse's mouth and nose, shooting swiftly upward.

The Xunyu Goddess's avatar has fled.

Her reason is also sound: controlling the fleshly form in battle to the last moment, yet the form is utterly destroyed, leaving this fragment of her Primordial Spirit with no place to rest—she can only return to the Demon Realm.

But this has brought misfortune upon the Jin Pass Ghost Child.

Without the Xunyu Goddess's support, its wounds worsen, and after its avatars are slain, they cannot be replenished. Thus, the remaining three avatars cease fighting and flee in three separate directions.

One was struck on the back of the head by Shi Chonghui's heavy hammer and perished.

The second, rushing back toward the Beijia Army, was hit by Miu Qing's returning arrow, piercing its throat.

The third was seized by Xu Shichu's keen eyes and swift hands, bound by a technique, after which willow branches surged forward and severed its head in one stroke!

A blue light flew from the Jin Pass Ghost Child's skull, desperately fleeing toward the heavens. Xu Shichu snatched green fire from the compass disc, kneaded it twice, formed a large net, and, with the standard posture of a fisherman casting a net, flung the green fire net toward the blue light—instantly enveloping it!

The Jin Pass Ghost Child, too, has gone offline here.

And as He Lingchuan and Xu Shichu observe, the battlefield within the Red General's Sea of Consciousness has seen the misty sea expand to half the area of Spirit Lake, two colossal entities rolling and grappling in the cloud sea, seeming real yet illusory. Yet, this vast space is gradually being filled by the Black Dragon and Jin Guang, forcing Lady Lady Lady Mitian step by step into a corner with nowhere to hide.

Victory or defeat is nearly decided.

"Are you mad?" Lady Lady Lady Mitian sounded furious and despairing, "Ambushing in this child's Sea of Consciousness—what good does it do you?"

It merely came from the lower realm to reclaim its body—Dragon God, you old schemer, launching a sneak attack without martial virtue!

Since colliding with Tianluo Star, this fragment of the Dragon God's consciousness has barely survived three thousand years—why, this time, would it recklessly throw itself at Lady Lady Lady Mitian?

Lady Lady Lady Mitian truly cannot comprehend.

"Naturally because—" the Dragon God let out a long chant, "You are the key to our success!"

Black mist surged toward Lady Lady Lady Mitian, which dodged a few times, but was eventually entangled.

The mist was not as light and insubstantial as it appeared—this contact with the red mist transformed into chain after chain, seeking to violently drag Lady Lady Lady Mitian down to the bottom of the cloud sea.

If truly dragged down, the outcome is easy to imagine.

Gazing upon this apocalyptic scene before him, He Lingchuan finally understood why the Dragon God brimmed with confidence.

Even after its fall, it dwells within the Great Square Vessel, its comprehension of heavenly laws advancing daily—indeed, even the Ancient Death God is no match for it.

The passionate clash of the supreme powers of the two worlds ultimately still favors the Dragon God by a margin.

The Dragon God once told Zhong Shengguang that its battle with Lady Lady Lady Mitian would surely elevate to a clash of laws.

And in such a soul-strife, the divinity of the Ancient Death God is nearly useless. If placed in reality, this should have been its most feared killing blow.

Speaking of which, those chains look strangely familiar.

Lady Lady Lady Mitian roared in anger: "After thousands, even tens of thousands of years of cultivation, not easy—why must you insist on mutual destruction with me?"

This sentence made He Lingchuan realize: the Dragon God's tactic is to inflict a thousand damages on the enemy while suffering eight hundred itself.

To subdue the Ancient Death God, the Dragon God can only give its all.

"How can this be called mutual destruction?" the Dragon God laughed loudly, voice shaking the universe, "You say I merely linger here in obscurity, you exalted Ancient Death God—do you not also hide your name in the Demon Realm, afraid to show your true form? Hah, today's great battle— for us, it is not without transcendence. Henceforth, we shall exist in another form—neither born nor dying, neither still nor extinguished!"